Deborah Austin Novels & Stories

I chuckled. "Ha! Declan chuckled. "That girl's got some serious power moves. She'd shut down any joker trying to mess with her plans for the weekend, and you know what those plans are? A darn horse shows! Austin's a boss lady, no doubt about it. She's on a mission to make the equestrian world a better place, and ain't nobody gonna stop her. Her words? 'I ain't got no time for no scrubs.' And that's why we love her."

"Cut the polite crap. Everyone's here. Objections or not, this vote's happening, right? No way it's that simple." "Mrs. Houston," Jason said coolly, "today's vote's straightforward: who's better suited as the McKinney Group CEO, you or Mr. Austin? Everyone here sees what you both bring. In the past two years, you've barely shown up. Mr. Austin ran the show, held a key role, and raked in profits. He's the clear pick for CEO." "So, you're saying I suck as the boss?" Debra shot back. Michael didn't even show, sending this random assistant instead. That already pissed her off.

Then she slowly straddled his legs with her knees on each side of him while she bent down, placing her elbows on either side of his neck, and she looked down at his face as she ran a finger along his jawline. “You said that you could handle Zane. Why do I feel like you are turning into your brother?” Deborah whispered in his ear before nipping on his earloop. “Don’t compare me with that coward,” Austin said with a dull look on his face as his hands began to roam up and down Deborah’s sides, caressing her curves before reaching around to pull on the hem of her dress. Deborah leaned forward and wrapped her arms around his neck, stopping her lips a breath away from his mouth, and whispered, “Wh

It was quite sundry, Austin seemed to know so much. "But I am going with my owner, from my knowledge horrible misfortunes happen to those without a keeper or runaways.." "Austin Cunningham is your keeper then?" James spat with disgust. "...somewhat.." I replied with a shrug. "Let me remind you what he is since you clearly forgot. Your head must be denser than a wall. That your 'Austin' is a woman beater, a lazy bastard who awaits you to do all his work while he smokes on the balcony every second of the day and takes credit. He is a rapist, a pathetic pathetic—"

"A second ago, I thought... I thought I might not get to see you again." Her gaze drifted to Tabitha standing right behind him, studying her with a hint of curiosity. "And who is—" "A friend," Austin answered shortly, stepping half a block to the side to bring Tabitha into view. "Hello," Tabitha said, taking a step forward with a perfectly warm, gentle smile. Her voice was incredibly soft and low. "I have a background in medicine. If you don't mind, would it be alright if I take a quick look at you?"

She had been speaking fast as she tried to convince him, and the fake tears that she had been producing mere minutes ago had stopped. “Listen to me very carefully, Christina Carter. I’d rather lose everything I currently have to my name, and become as poor as a church rat, than have anything to do with you, or spend one minute in your presence ever again." Austin said, and in one fluid and fast motion, opened his car door, got into it, and then drove away, leaving her standing there.

His presence was a stabilizing force, and its absence was acutely felt. As the council continued their debate, the doors to the chamber swung open. A sense of anticipation filled the air as everyone turned to see who had entered. It was Austin, his expression determined as he stepped forward. "All of you are wasting your time debating," Austin declared, his voice unwavering. "We should be out there searching for Liam instead of sitting here arguing." Elder Roland raised an eyebrow, his gaze fixed on Austin. "And who are you to make such a bold statement?"

he shifted his gaze at Chloe and Kimberly. “We are her friends” Kimberly stated the fact. Austin sighed, nevertheless nodded and dismissed them to retrieve their work schedule from the front desk. Austin was in deep thoughts after he was left alone in his room, he doesn’t have any issue with these girls, but seeing his sister with them and the way they were talking, it confirms him that they have become friends, he was worried for her. Coming to France just for the house job doesn’t set fit to him. He was neurologist, in these years of serving to humanity, he daily gets to meet several patients, he was now good in reading people, understanding the emotions deep inside them they try hard to k

Someone else was arguing about the correct placement of the silent auction items. Victoria stood in the middle of it all, frozen. A woman with a bright purple vest and an enthusiastic ponytail descended upon her. “You must be Liam’s mother! I’m Deborah, the PTA president. We’re so thrilled you could help today!” “I’m Victoria,” Victoria managed.

I question him impatiently. "They kissed and were making out in the sitting room" "What?. That lying bitch". " Any news on Austin," I ask him after some minutes. "Yes," He said picking up a file from the table and scanning through it briefly. "Mr. Austin and Deborah Melton have known each other for ten years now. They met in a hospital in France" "Why did Deborah go to France? And what was she doing in a hospital"? I ask him as I ran my hands through my hair frustrated.