Debra Webb Books Novels & Stories

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

The last thing I need is for the professor to think I'm that much invested in psychology enough to burst into tears. Gabrielle sits up, pushing her book away the moment she sees me enter. She isn't a psychology student like I am but she reads people better than I do. “What is the problem?” She asks. I sigh as I make my way to my bed. “Should there be a problem?” I don't want an I-told-you-so situation. She snorts. “You are home earlier than usual on a Tuesday.” “I have no idea you have my timetable crammed.” I say with a roll of my eyes.

“I missed moving like this.” Afterwards, we curled up on the couch to read bedtime stories. Debbie had chosen three books from her old collection, stories about brave princesses and adventurous girls that she’d apparently missed during her time away. “Kelsey didn’t like these books,” she said as I opened the first one. “What kind of books did she prefer?” “Stories about princesses who got rescued by princes. And fairy tales where the girls stayed home and waited for good things to happen to them.” Debbie snuggled closer to me. “I like the adventure stories better, but I didn’t tell her that.”

I hush her, but she’s already turned a few heads. “What’s there to be embarrassed about? Lots of people are into it,” Debbie says. I blink. “They… are?” “There’s a really popular book series out right now, best seller, that has a BDSM relationship. Here let me write down the title for you.” She writes me a list instead. “This is the order to read them in.” Then she scribbles down a name. “This is the author.” She passes me the list and I look at it, unsure.

It was as if they existed in their own little world, oblivious to the absolutevdiscomfort they are causing me. With a clenched jaw, I watch as she invites him in. My heart pounds crazily in my chest and the sting of jealousy gnaws even more at me from within. Where is this brotha going? Must be selling cookies or some shit... =================================== This book takes a lot to write... I would appreciate it if you could show me some love :-) ... Please remember to vote, comment, share and follow! Kellisa Kelly

How could I prove my worth when society had already decided I was worthless? I passed by a shop window and caught a glimpse of my reflection. The woman staring back at me was a stranger, her eyes hollow, her face etched with lines of pain and exhaustion. I barely recognized myself. I knew I couldn’t stay here, lost in self-pity. If I wanted to survive, I had to find a way to move forward, no matter how steep the path. The spark inside me flickered, a tiny ember of defiance refusing to be snuffed out.

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“This is just like the papers that the witch had.” “It is.” She read some more. “But then a love between two witches changed the world. One had skin of bronze. The other had skin of gold .” “Do you know much about Grace Moon?” “I went to a book conference about six years ago, and she signed some of my books.” She lowered and pulled them out. “These ten books right here are the Cravings Series.” “What was it about?”

"Lyra, this is Moon-Silver Draught, a secret medicine of the pack. It soothes bloodline instability, restores strength, and reinforces your wolf nature. You and the pup both need it." The woman accepted the bowl with visible nerves. "Madam Whitefang, you are too kind. If Rowena sees this, she will be upset." Helga scoffed. "A woman who cannot bear pups has no right to my care. She does not have to suffer childbirth and still gets two adorable pups. That is a blessing. What does she have to complain about?" Lyralei's lips tightened for a fraction of a second. She glanced toward Garrick in search of reassurance and found none.

There were papers scattered across a glass table and a laptop open, glowing in the afternoon light. "You’re wandering again," she said without looking up. "Don't you have a book to read or something?" "I'm bored, Bella," I said, leaning against the doorframe. "And the walls are starting to feel small." She finally looked at me, her eyes tracking up and down my body. She pointed to a chair across from her. "Sit down, Raine. Since you’re so bored, you can make yourself useful and look through these." I sat down, watching her as she pushed a thick, leather-bound folder toward me. I opened it and saw a long list of names, titles, and photos.