Courtney Dilaurentis Novels & Stories

“Yes.” “Very well, Luna,” said Darlena. “I’ll bring her to your private sitting room.” Cassandra watched Darlena leave, frowning slightly. She had a faintly unsettled feeling, but she wasn't sure that the visit would have any negative consequences. Lady Katriel, Cassandra thought. The daughter of the Westervale family, known as the Spoiled Princess. Why does she want to see me? *

She was the model for Delilah’s remodelling, a few basic memories of hers were passed down to Delilah; including her name, age, family and love life. “She’s ready.” The tube began to open and the smoky air began to evaporate from the tube while the model's tube was still sealed shut. Delilah struggled while trying to stand up, her eyes were blurry and her limbs weak “How do you feel Alora?.” The scientist asked while studying her body movements and mood. Delilah, who is now Lena, turned slightly with her squinting eyes. “I feel dizzy, Mason?.” She murmured. The scientist turned to his co-scientist and nodded approvingly at him.

Jamira said if she knew how, she’d tell me, but heaven was not her domain. We enter Trasion easily. There was no fee to enter or live there other than you had to be a winemaker. My father was known well for his wine. Even though it was a small shop, dad’s wine was rare and delicious. He was offered his own factory many times, but he knew if he started a factory, he wouldn’t have time for his family. I told the duke of the town that I was his granddaughter. I kept my fathers last name; Celestia, and changed my first name to Lila. As far as anyone knew I was layla’s daughter. I willed everything to myself. If anyone asked where my mother was, I would say she died at the age of 44. 44 years old

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

I was trying to recall if she had done that but I don't seem to recall her saying some thing hurtful to me. "You didn't. It's okay." There was one thing about Delilah Guzman, she does have beautiful eyes just like her mother and there seems to be a slight similarity in those gorgeous eyes with that of Camila. "You know, I should thank you for the encouragement, it was really helpful."

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

(Barcelona Sector - Syndicate HQ) “‘Delilah Vance: The Icon. The Architect. The Reborn.’ That’s the headline I want,” Kiana Cortez said, her voice dripping with artificial sweetness. She was draped in faux leopard print, cradling a white Persian cat named Haute. A black cat, Couture, stalked across her glass desk. “Look at how Couture moves,” Kiana remarked to her assistant. “That arrogance. That 'I own the room' energy. That’s the brand.”

Does this human even know who I am? RYAN BURN THAT FUCKING CALENDAR. Dakota howls in my head. Suddenly, I notice Ethan checking out someone behind me. I swiftly turn my head so fast that my neck makes a cracking sound, I see Rita holding a coffee mug. She talks with Ethan. I find her blushing in-between while Ethan stares down at her clothes, lips and gives her handsome smirks. I could feel someone squeezing my heart. Break this bitch's neck. How dare she be flirting with our mate in front of us! Kill her slowly Ryan, I want to hear her screams.

He simply said and hung up. Caitlyn sat on her bed, grinning from ear to ear. "Eish!" She exclaimed and giggled, standing up to go continue drying her hair. ... "Why are you here, Caitlyn?" Lawyer Bernard questioned sternly. He was taken aback when he found Caitlyn at her desk and engrossed in what she was typing. He had given her a two weeks leave to allow her grief and heal. He went into her office to pick a file and was truly surprised to find her in there.

Maybe we will discuss that on our date but he hasn’t brought up the date again either. Danika, please don’t overthink this. I can’t wait to call Emily and tell her how everything went. I am a pessimistic person and it helps to have a person like Emily who is crazy optimistic when it comes to other people. I was brought out of my daze by a commotion happening outside my dressing room. I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me.