Enid Sinclair Novels & Stories

Nell said, “and I’m not being carried, and I’ve a room in a chandler’s with a fire in it, and I’ll sit in that chamber till midnight if it means those men can’t go home early.” “Sabe,” I said. “Nine of yours with me. Teilo takes two and goes round by the bridge with the forty-one on the cart.” “And me?” Enid said. Wren looked at her aunt for a long moment. “You come with me,” she said, “because there’s a page under a floorboard in my house with forty-one names on it in my mother’s hand, and when we get there I want the woman who wrote the fair copies stood next to me reading it, in case there’s a word in it I’d miss.”

Sinclair announced proudly. A wave of applause erupted as I stepped onto the stage, my heart racing. “I am so happy and fulfilled that my beloved daughter is finally back… all grown now,” Mrs. Sinclair said, her voice trembling with emotion. She tried to hold back her tears, but they fell regardless. I walked closer and embraced her as the applause continued. “I’ve missed you so much,” Mrs. Sinclair whispered, gently stroking my hair. “I missed you too,” I replied softly as we separated. “You are the heiress of Starlight Enterprise. You should have inherited it long ago,” Mrs. Sinclair declared.

“Thank you all for coming tonight to honor Eleanor Sinclair. She was... she was everything to this family.” Applause. “And I have some news,” Valerie continued. “Tonight, I’m announcing the launch of the Sinclair-Hades Family Foundation. With my son, Damien, as co-chair. We’ll be focusing on youth, on education, on cleaning up the legacies we leave behind.” Another round of applause. “And,” she paused, looking out over the crowd, “I’m deeply honored to share that as of tonight, I have been named President of Sinclair Industries.” The flashes got brighter.

It was terrifying. Sinclair even had a secret child. No one knew about the boy except the house staff. Why was he hiding him? Who was the boy's mother? Could he have hired a surrogate? Why have a child if the public wasn't supposed to know? I checked my phone. There were no messages or missed calls from Enzo. It seemed we had the day off on Wednesday. The training facility needed serious repairs. They'd need time to clean up and replace the damaged equipment. I was about to put my phone on the nightstand when it vibrated. “Hi, Lydia,” I greeted her. “Thank you for your help earlier. I'm sorry for bothering you.”

“What did the woman do.this time?” With 'the woman', Sinclair was referring to his mother— my stepmother. He had dissociated himself from her because he held the belief that she was an abomination for hooking up with another man after his father died. Sinclair was drop-dead gorgeous with his sleepy green eyes and smooth voice. The first time I saw him, I was apprehensive because of his scarily inked body. “This has nothing to do with her.” I replied. “I need some emergency f…"

Dezrael got the sense that Addie didn’t really care for them but was too polite to say it outright. “And the other family you mentioned?” Dezrael guided her to what she actually wanted to know. “Ah, the Sinclairs! What nice people! Malachi Sinclair is a lawyer and he has an office right here in town. He recently lost his wife in a terrible car accident and we haven’t seen much of him in town. His son, Kiran, just like his father that one, well-mannered, quite the catch under the girls. He’s very involved with almost everything that goes on in Seward, especially the charity work his mother did. They own the hotel up on Lowell Canyon Drive. Although, it’s also been a while since I’ve seen him

If Alex were never in the picture, Marvin would see Kent as the man for his niece. Marvin got to say that Enid had a keener eye for character than he did. Enid kept pressing that Kent was not the right fit for Sheila. At the time, Marvin thought Enid preferred Alex for his wealth. “Uncle Marvin, Aunt Enid.” The moment Sheila learned Marvin and Enid had gone to Kent’s clinic, Sheila hurried over. As it turned out, Marvin and Enid had it out for Kent. Sheila suspected that they had caught wind of the incident in the afternoon.

Sinclair was a wife to a sinfully gorgeous viscount while Louise was a sister to a marquis. It's quite impressive, too, if she wasn't an underground princess and used to the extravagant. Dinara and Sinclair exited the heavily tinted bulletproof SUV with bodyguards in tow. "Are you sure it's okay to drop by this store without your husband knowing? He might chain you to your bed later." Dinara tease. To her surprise, Sinclair giggled. Probably from a memory. "Nick is harmless. To a point." Her petite friend answered with a gleam in her soft brown eyes.

He understood, and he pitied her for feeling anything towards their boss. Sinclair Godfrey was no grand prize that Liezel had won. He may be able to give her things, but he will never give himself to her. Will was sure of that because he knew Sinclair wasn’t that kind of man. He knew that as soon as rumors about their CEO and his controversial past reached everyone in the company when he took over the CEO role. He had heard about how Sinclair was good at mixing business with pleasure. He had also heard about the college scandal that nearly ruined Belinda Sinclair’s marriage to another wealthy man, Gerard Maxwell.