Debra Webb Books Novels & Stories

“Scorpio? Capricorn? Not a Pisces… “Mother,” Aaron groaned. Then, with a dramatic eye-roll, “Debra.” So this was Debra. “Aaron’s a good boy,” she said with a wink. “Too good. We’ll talk.” It took me a moment to realize that must be her first name, and that he’d used it to humor her in an attempt to get her to stop astrologically cross-examining me. A second woman, Debra’s age or a little older, inserted herself into our conversation.

She had just told the agent. "I want sedatives that aid in processing." The assistant stammered and offered a few brand names. Debra stated with a glare. "Give me those that have the greatest impact with no aftereffects, no severe" He quickly went to get those. Henry quickly stuffed the clean cushions into the sack and returned his attention to Debra. Debra was dressed in a dark gown today. She also had a model-like figure and a face that caught people's attention. Henry was rendered immobile by this. He had always thought Sally was beautiful enough. Sally, on the other hand, was nothing in comparison to this Ethan's woman.

It would be chaotic, most probably, but then, she would have to see. But right away, she concentrated on her books, reading, and disappearing from reality through travel into the world of diseases and deaths. When Debby woke up the following morning, she thought of Sebastian. Thought of how she had teased him and once again, she felt powerful. Thoughts of her running her hands over his cock came again and Debby, against the tiny voice that warned her up there, Debby wanted to be flooded with power again. She smiled. But Debby didn't feel as powerful when she wanted to start her day. She was a lot weaker than she was the previous night. But with a lot of struggling, she made it out of the bed

----- Lucy POV Gale used me to take revenge on his brother Kent. Why everyone keeps using me? All of them love to lie. Why I had to live like Greta? What for that now I dared to take back my son from Eloisa? I can tell the police what I knew about her and her family's business but how can someone believe me if I am Greta and not their victim Lucy? Maybe it's time to reveal to everyone that I am the girl who stumbled down on the ground, helpless and broken. I am Lucy Mason and I came back to take back what they took from my life. " One bucket of beer please!", I called the bar staff after I find a table for myself.

“Well?” she finally asked, removing her glasses and rubbing the red spot on her nose where they always pinched her skin. “How did it go?” Setting aside my food, I sighed and explained Debbie’s condition to her. Her brow furrowed further and further as I told her about the symptoms and my inability to sense the source of the illness. When I was finished, she thought for a long time, then scurried over to her bookshelf and scanned the titles. She pulled out several books and plopped them onto my lap. “Start with these,” she said.

“Beg? No. But I am worried. About Kira… and her condition. Being in there… surrounded by all of the medications… Goddess, what if she falls off the wagon? Gets her hands on some pills or something?” I don’t hear what Deidre says next, and to be honest? I don’t want to. My gut twists uncomfortably. I thought it was only alcohol. I begin randomly plucking books off a shelf, worried that I haven’t made any progress on Mistra’s task. So distracted from their conversation wrapped up in the implications of such a scandalous affair, I throw the books onto my desk. This may be my only window of opportunity. The Goddess only knows what the two of them are going to do next or Goddess forbid who else m

One year quickly passed leaving tons of questions and dramas, the TV adaptation of the first book of the three-part series is finally shown and it's immediately trended on social media. "Congratulations, Ms. Cela! You are now a certified blockbuster writer," Hyun said. "Thank you but I'm hardly a blockbuster writer so please stop saying that. Also, I don't want to hear those compliments that may lead to more work," Cela joked. "Got that," Hyun said. "But now you have no reason to decline blind dates and speed dating."

And then her eyes trailed as at those papers which she was holding and felt like her soul got torn apart from her body turn completely lifeless . Her gaze filled with more tears with her eyes proceeding to read each further word on those papers . Ridhima.felt like her while body turned numb and every single part of her body stopped functioning reading each and every word on those papers . Her hands started to quiver because she started feeling an extremely painful numbness in her whole body specially inside her chest . Her teary eyes roamed over each and every word on those papers with the only hope that she might read it wrongly but the more she read it more it got evident to her that wh

I almost shouted, making poor Debra flinch in her seat. "I see no reason why not." She smiled despite initial astonishment and guided me to the small office room with a landline. "Uh, listen, dear." Debra coughed nervously before she closed the door behind me in order to give me some privacy. Her voice was laced with concern, and I wondered whether she could read my mind. Whether she could somehow sense what a big villain I had been for most of my life. My intentions were not entirely pure as I stared at the phone in my hand. But there were other things she wanted to share with me. Her wisdom and experience in the matter of relationships.

Covering the ground and heading back to the place that created our nightmares, the place that changed us forever; to face our past and create a new future. ***THE END*** Thank you for reading, please remember to leave me a review and look out for the continuation of Lamia's story in:- Rise of a Queen - Book 2, in The Delta's Daughter Series. OUT NOW!