Novel & Cerita Diane Lane Young

"Hehe, his wife's name is Diane, and she's the eldest daughter of the Shanahans. She's very experienced in life, and she's also known to be a stereotypical cold-hearted businesswoman. Many rich guys deemed her the number one most beautiful woman in Brookbourn, which is probably why many of them hate Severin to the core!"

I asked Diane, who stared at me with a shocked expression. I took my gaze back to the confused crowd. “I believe you all know me as Diane, the one who tried to steal her sister's identity. Without anyone to prove my identity, I was ridiculed and punished even for offenses I didn't commit. It would interest everyone here present that I am saying this again. My name is Gina Arnold, the daughter of Alpha Stone and Luna Amanda, who died two years ago. And the woman you all know as the Luna is Diane Arnold, my half sister.”

Not especially warm, but for a Romano, it was practically an emotional reunion. “Good to see you’re still alive,” he said. “Good to see you still open conversations like a threat letter.” The corner of his mouth moved. A woman I’d never met stood beside him. Dianna. I knew her name before Zane introduced us. She’d dominated New York gossip columns five years ago, right around the time I’d left Sebastian. She had the kind of face people remembered. Long black hair styled low at the back of her head, warm skin, and sharp eyes that observed everything without ever appearing rude. Her champagne gown fell simply over her body, but the way she stood made the fabric look like armor selected by some

The old lady’s eyes sparkled. Diana giggled. “I love it too. It’s designed by my friend.” “Oh? You have a fashion designer friend? Do I know her?” She was curious as to who can make such a chic dress. “Yes. Her name is Armie Lee.” Diana’s smile was bright. It’s obvious how confident she is of her friend’s ability. ‘Armie Lee?’ She turned towards her assistant. “Madam, Armie Lee is one of the designers who presented today. She is also the one ranking 3rd.” Aliya Patel said respectfully.

and Diane shut the door. Diane swayed her hips as she walked into the VIP elevator. She punched the fifth floor instantly the elevator took off. She got off at the fifth floor and adjusted her maroon mini skirt that hugged her curves. She turned the doorknob and let herself in " Good afternoon, Mr Hickson", Diane said, smiling pleasantly. "Diane, you asked to see me”, Liam said in a businesslike tone, ignoring her pleasantries and not bothering to offer her a seat. " I just want.......” Diane said but was cut off by Liam, "If you are here to cook up an excuse for Rissa, you can see yourself out; I do not want to talk about her” Liam coldly cut her off.

She was staring at the image playing on a loop beneath the ticker tape. It was the annual red-cross gala at the Sporting Monte-Carlo. The footage must have been captured just two nights ago, right before her world fell apart, but the network was using it now for a feature on the "New Era of Mediterranean Logistics." There she was. Diane. The camera pulled back, a wide, sweeping shot that captured the entire grand staircase of the pavilion. Diane was walking down beside Damien, her bare arm looped through his with a delicate, effortless precision that made it look like she’d been doing it her entire life.

If she wasn't oblivious to what is happening, she would have understood what was going on. " that man right there is her sister's fiance " Bella told her. I don't even have the strength to say anything Martha gasped " are you kidding me ?! That lady is your sister? Oh my goodness" I know that expression so well. Yes, Diane is admired by lots of teenagers and even adults. She is a fashion designer and a good one at that. She is beautiful, rich, intelligent, and successful, I guess, who wouldn't want to be like her?

Aiden walks over to seat in the chair opposite her but Tihana won't look up and Aiden didn't like it, he's already pissed and don't want anymore girl to get on his nerves. "What are you doing?" Aiden asked, and she chuckles and pull out her card, without looking up she slide it to the table for him. "My name is Diana Watts , nice meeting you." She says. Aiden takes the card from the table and look at it, reading it attentively. She's 25 years old and Mr Nolan Watt's only daughter. His grandfather really have high taste of the ladies he chooses. Aiden thought and then look up at this young lady.

I look out the window and stare at the moon, silently praying to the Moon Goddess to let me redeem myself for whatever sins my parents had perished to pay for. And it would be on this night that I would have my first experience with the whispers of the ancestors passed. They would whisper the name my parents blessed me with at birth... ... Elodie.

He was royally fucked. “Wh- what?” Kieran asked, he too surprised by the woman's confession. They looked at her, both dumbfounded as she reached for her bag and took out her Pack ID, it was then that they also learned her name. Diane Reeves, 24 years, Nightfall Pack.