Erin Lindsay Novels & Stories

Rather, she looked relaxed as if she was just sipping some morning tea. "And I believe that's none of your business…" "Oh defensive, are we? Are the Kilmer family not supporting you enough, hence you seemed out of yourself? That can't be the case, right? You're their in-law now." Lianna was enjoying every bit of Eridessa's crumpled expression. Yet, Eridessa eventually recovers her composure. It isn't like her to lose into a fight like this. "Curious? I could ask the same of you…" Eridessa found a rebuttal, bringing the topic of the Kreisler Group's attempt to pierce the entertainment industry with Lianna on the lead.

Her arm still tingled where Silas had grabbed it, as her thoughts flew to what he’d called her. Twice marked. Chain-breaker. "Erin, is there something wrong with the dress? You’ve been staring at it for almost twenty minutes." Erin jumped. Her sister, Lily stood in the doorway, her copper hair damp from washing. She looked ready for bed. "I wasn't.." "You were. I know because I timed it“. Lily trudged into the room and sat on the bed without invitation. The bed dipped slightly under her weight. "Is something wrong?" "Nothing."

Lindsay caught sight of Elric's message, her eyes lighting up with an even brighter smile. Lindsay replied, "I think so too. High five!" Elric laughed out loud, "As expected, Linds likes the idea. Her emoji is so cute." Ryan noticed Elric was completely engrossed. "Well, let's start poaching then. Wonder who she's interested in." He couldn't help but admit that Lindsay's personality and way of doing things resonated with him.

I heard Erin say as she suddenly appeared out of nowhere and leaned on the locker next to me with her arms crossed. Erin is my friend, and she was not just any woman but a beautiful and radiant transwoman whose captivating charm surpassed even that of the famous Jessica Cross. Erin possessed a grace that mesmerized those around her and a femininity that was truly awe-inspiring. With her luscious brunette hair flowing smoothly down her back and her enchanting gray eyes that shimmered like moonlit skies, she effortlessly captivated the hearts of all who set their gaze upon her. Erin hailed from a proud Latin heritage, with roots that added an extra touch of exotic enchantment to her already ca

Lisa said nonchalantly. "Jeez, that's mean." I laughed. "Don't say I didn't warn you," Lisa said. She stopped talking and looked ahead at somebody, so I followed her gaze. Lisa was looking at a tall and slim girl with long straight hair. That must be Erin. I could see the resemblance between her and Chase. They had the same nose and the same color of hair. "There she is. That's Erin." Lisa whispered. "Good luck, Adrian. Maybe you should ask her out on a date, too, but I highly doubt that would work. Erin does not date."

“If I wanted to ruin Eloise Perkins, I’d do it properly. Not with some half-assed drug stunt.” Lindsay snorted into her tea. “You sound obsessed.” “I’m not obsessed.” “Sure you’re not.” I shot her a glare. “I just think it’s pathetic how everyone’s falling for her little sob story. The whole ‘I’m misunderstood, please like me’ act. It’s exhausting.” “She’s got good timing,” Lindsay said with a shrug. “And a pretty face. People love that combination.” I hated that she was right. For a moment, we both went quiet. The manicurist filed my nails gently, the rhythmic sound grating against my nerves.

just a nobody. "But they really need to stop this bad behavior already, they derived joy in seeing other people hurt", I blurted out. She nodded. "Iam Kelsi" I introduce myself collecting the bottle water I dropped earlier from her. "Rita!" She smiled widely, she is no doubt adorable with her red lips and big bright eyes. I smiled. "Let's get something before the break ends" rita urged exictedly while her followed behind her. After break, I walked into the class and sat down.

Damned. Lindsay was 17, mousy and thin, with light brown hair (the same color as mine) that hung almost to her waist. She was wearing her usual workout outfit -- a tanktop and yoga pants. She eyed us, confused, like someone searching for an obvious word but unable to find it in the moment. "Nothing," Lucy said, like this was a perfectly satisfying answer. She didn't even get off the pillow. Just spun around and stared up at our younger sister. "Go away."

Lena's POV. My life had always been controlled every day. Elaine and her daughters starved me, threw insults at me, and constantly reminded me of how less of a human I was. She was furious, gritting her teeth as she charged at me. “Answer me!” She snapped, smacking my ears with a hard slap that made them ring a low tune. “How dare you touch her? Have you gone mad!” She thundered. “They… they started it,” I sniffled, pointing at her daughters. They scoffed and rolled their eyes filled with disgust.

he said and turned to leave. "By the way, I'm Edward Nates. What's yours?" He said as he turned back. Then he remembered that I got no name. "So since you are like my personal property now, I would need to give you a name. So I would call you... Ella". "Duh" I replied and entered.