Deborah Leevil Novels & Stories

"Don't do anything useless. If you tell Walter about it, your father will be dead." Deborah's eyes widened in an instant after hearing this. Was she their enemy? "Oh, god! She didn't expect her makeup artist to work for Bernard!" "Although Rainie was not familiar with the makeup artist, the latter had been styling her best friends for the past six months. Everyone had a good impression of her, so Deborah decided to employ her as the makeup artist for her wedding. However, she did not expect that this person was actually Bernard's subordinate." It's you? You're the one who poison...

*** One of the chiefs with a big pot belly stands on i=his feet and speaks "So the situation in front of us, is that you committed adultery, which is a very punishable offense in the village" Deborah pleads "Please elders, my friends, you all know that I can't do something like that, I've known Daniel for a long time and I can't dare do something to hurt him, I love him, despite the age gap, and my parent's refusal, I still married him, plus, where would I have seen a white man sleep with?" One of the villagers stands up "Lies! how else can you explain the skin color of your child?" "It was a gift from God" they all laughed, one of the villagers who was Deborah's closest friend stands up

Debra bit her lips hard that it almost bled! She was the respectable Sect Master and had loosely placed the bet with thoughts of Darryl never able to complete the poem! Debra—a Level Three Martial Emperor—was known as the most talented woman. She was great at playing all sorts of musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, and painting. As Sect Master, she led several hundred thousand disciples! How degrading it would be for her to wash a man’s feet?

If it weren’t for Devin’s hands on my thighs, I would have stormed off and left this forsaken island already. “You’re his P.A.?” Maliya’s mom Lilian gave a questioning gaze. I can see now where Maliya inherited her disgusting attitude. Lilian wears accessories as sparkling as a Christmas light that Santa would ask her to take Rudolph’s place as his guide. Her lips were unnaturally pouty and her nose and cheeks were both needed to be redone by her surgeons. I have nothing against women who go under different procedures but when they’re this judgemental; I say they don’t have the fucking right to be.

Dave (Thomas) could not believe it at all, "Did your mother mistake her for someone else? Deborah might be cruel, but she wouldn't be that vicious and hurt others until that point, would she?" "No, my mother recognized Deborah as the person who had met Myra when she saw the photo. Talking about being cruel, which of Deborah's actions aren't cruel? She has seduced her good friend's husband, harmed Margaret till the brink of death for Lily's sake and now she even wants to frame Irene. Plus, the last time when Kinsey beat Lily up, it appeared like she didn't make any moves, but she secretly asked someone to get revenge on Kinsey. Fortunately, I was there at that time, or the consequences would

###### At the location of the hacker hideout that Ravyn and Mol found… ["I’m Leila. You, benchwarmers, are so boring it makes me want to sleep." A computer screen displayed the message in the room where Ravyn and Putter, who had just received initial treatment, arrived. *click* *clack* *click* The purple-haired girl searched for Leila on a hologram projected from her ring. …Leila is an outstanding employee of Ly Company. This profile really exists… On the table, Putter had his hand sense the temperature of the coffee-filled cup. The cup had cooled down to the point that he almost felt no heat from it.

I asked him Delilah was nothing was a shadow of Eve, with her image like her and her being a human with no superpowers of any kind. “She is Eve!!.” And that was the moment I realized how much he wanted to believe this imposter was his bride and his girl from almost a billion years ago.

Leah walked into the café, ordered her usual, and sat in her favorite spot. After ten minutes of just sitting there not even touching her strawberries, she noticed that she wasn’t getting comfort from her favorite snack. That’s when she realized that she was depressed. Leah loved her clan, and she would do anything to protect them. But at what cost? Her freedom? Her happiness? This wasn’t fair. She would rather be getting to know Ray than worrying about how she was going to get herself out of mating with Theo Blackwell.

It would feel more like a victory phase for her. Scrolling through her phone, Abigail gasped at the image notification from the high school W******p group, where jobless people like herself keep tabs on the life of people like Leo. The image was a front page of LA times magazine. Leo and his entire family were on the page, including a little boy that has some kind of resemblance to Darby. Curiosity gnawed at her, causing her to type in the sight of the magazine hurriedly.

Evangeline winked, making Deborah relax. “Thanks, Evie. I don't know what I would do without you. It's been so lonely without Hannah lately... But eventually, she'll come back to us, won't she?” She tried to remain hopeful, not wanting to upset Evangeline with her fears, as Deborah knew that subject was equally delicate for her “She has you and all the other pure-blooded wolves praying for the Goddess to heal her... I know that curse won't be able to resist it.” Even though the Goddess would probably never hear the prayers of someone like her, Deborah still found herself praying “Now... Can we go outside? I don't care if I'm totally ready or not. I just want to become Iron’s wife as soon as