Danielle Marsh Novels & Stories

“Oh, I don’t. That’s Mrs. Hamilton’s department.” Danielle looked around at the odd looks being cast in her direction while Knox was busy discussing something with Maddox. “This is Danielle Hartford, a special friend. She runs a matrimonial agency, Happy Matchmakers,” said Andrea while Danielle flushed with color at the attention. All the others gasped with surprise as if they would all love to seek her help. “Wow! Where were you all my life?” asked Eros, sitting beside her. “I’m Eros, by the way. Are you taken?” Although he said the last part in a whisper, it was enough to infuriate Knox.

At his side was Aria, quiet strength in her posture, eyes sharp with understanding the moment they landed on Lia. Lia stiffened. “You invited… guests?” “I invited perspective,” I said. Dominic’s gaze flicked between us, then he smirked. “You look exactly like I expected. And you, Marcel are wrong about my wife not being feral. She just hides it well in front of guests.” Aria glared at Dominic who smirked as he wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead. Lia blinked. “Excuse me? What the hell is going on here?”

Danielle was enjoying afternoon tea while chatting with several maidservants. Dressed in a thin white dress, with naturally wavy hair, luscious red lips, and snow-white skin worthy of Snow White herself, Danielle stood out among the maids like the mistress of the estate. Kendall Lily recognized her former classmate at once. "Danielle? Isn't that the former campus beauty of Marry Academy?" "What is the meaning of this?" Lady Sarah shot the maid a cold glare. "Why is she here?" "M... My Lady, she's the billionaire's new girlfriend. Her name really is... Danielle," the frightened maid admitted.

I brought out my phone, clicking on a familiar chat room which belonged to Marceline. [Where's her next destination?] [Abandoned building, F-150 block B.] - She replied without a moment delay. I smiled briefly, finally getting the address before dashing out of the set room.

She looked like a miniature doll and was dressed in a pastel pink dress with a jacket draped over her small frame. "Clara, say hi. This is Danielle's Mother, Mrs Marshall." "Hi, Mrs Marshall," The girl greeted shyly, ducking her face. I smiled at her, glancing down at Danielle who was just staring unblinkingly at the girl. "Come on," I nudged her forward softly, making her stand in front of Clara. Danielle exhaled, a sigh that sounded like a breath of exasperation, "I'm sorry." She stepped back after she said that and pressed her lips into a thin line.

Beside Charlotte was a striking young woman Danielle recognized—Martha Skylar, the assistant Charlotte had brought to Blackspire. Charlotte chatted casually with her, unaware of the storm barreling toward her. Grief twisted into fury. Danielle pressed the accelerator, the deserted street giving her free passage. Charlotte glanced up, thinking the car had stopped. It hadn’t. It struck her.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

I kept going in my thoughts until I felt someone slap my arm. “Earth to Damian. What had you so deep in thought?” Marshall, my second in command, asks. “Sorry just going back in time after the incident a few weeks ago,” I told him. Yeah, we all had flashbacks when the girls merged on some of our people a few weeks ago after we attacked them. My guys and I ran once we realized what was going to happen. We got the fuck out of there. However, we did see some of the other girls that travelled with the goddesses. I had seen Bryn and Alexis before. The three of us were the other three and fuck; they were gorgeous. I had heard of them but had never seen them. Daniylla, Jailynn, and Leah.

She’s a wild flame, down to earth and a natural at this job – so much so, you’d never guess it wasn’t her first career choice. Danielle had wanted to be an a broadway actress until she realised that, in her own words, she had the stage presence of a brick. She persevered for several years and achieved the odd bit-part, but nothing more. The crunch came on the day she was turned down for an audition to play a dead body in a First Aid training video. “If that isn’t a signal to get a real job, I don’t know what is,” she says. Yet when you meet Dani it’s impossible to believe she’s experienced a single setback in life. I still remember her striding in here two years ago with her proud and plenti

I will get right on that. Danika Jackson- Finance. Jessica Mason- HR. Marisa Harrison- Development. Lindsay Daniels- Sales. And Tinsly Marsh is one of my secretaries. And they were all after Sam's job... or her place by my side. I'm going to be making a few calls before I go back up to see my girl again.