Erin Lindsay Novels & Stories

Really looked. “They used the wrong sample.” Silence. I forced the words out, as if they scraped my throat on the way up. “It’s Ethan Williams.” She stared at me. No. She stared through me. “Ethan... Williams?” Her voice cracked. “Like... Ethan? New York’s emotionally constipated prince of darkness? That one?” I just nodded. Lindsay made this noise—like a laugh and a gasp and a swear all tangled together. “I need to sit down,” she said.

And his eyes, they flash. “Eira!” He acknowledges, and steps back. My eyes scan the elders, Alpha Eric and they stop at Lysandra. Lysandra Orion. I’ve never seen her, but the rumors are false. She isn’t ugly. In fact, she’s the opposite. A blonde bombshell, stunning. She gives me a blank stare when she catches my eyes, and I look away, embarrassed at being caught. “You may all sit!” Cassian states, and everyone sits. Being the only one —asides Cassian—standing, I feel exposed, self-conscious. Nervous.

He had no idea about that, so it came as a shock to him Erin nodded nonchalantly, and replied. "Yes," Then she got lost in thought about Liam for a about a minute. Erin looked at her cellphone, her fingers continuously swiping, while checking Lana's social media to see if she had posted something yet, she had been stalking Lana's social media to see if she would post a picture of her and Liam. What could she say? It was like she was obsessed with Liam and Lana's relationship now, that she couldn't help but stalk Lana's social media to see what they were doing. She was so jealous of their relationship and just wished they would break up so Liam would be single again.

She frowned, "Lindsay, what's wrong with you today? You don't seem to be in the right mood for the filming! Are you in a bad mood?" "Yes," Lindsay sighed helplessly. Lindsay had always been the most reassuring person in Enigma. She had no scandals, and she was pretty and well-behaved. Besides, she was the daughter of the nation. It didn't matter if she ate a little more. Silvia had never really need to control or boss her around. Currently, Lindsay seemed to have trouble. Silvia immediately became anxious and asked, "What's the matter? If there's anything, say it. Let's solve it together."

His eyebrows jump, then settle into this pleased, finally-you’re-not-a-robot look. “Well, this is new,” he says, already turning. “Helen! Come meet Erden’s woman.” A woman in an emerald dress looks back, then starts toward us. She looks like the kind of woman who runs three charities and still manages to terrify everyone around her. Erden’s hand settles lightly at the small of my back as he says. “This is Lyssandra, my girlfriend.” If I had a drink in my hand I’d throw it at his face. Helen smiles at me like she approves of what she’s seeing. “Well, she’s lovely.”

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Lindsay sat in the passenger seat, her eyes filled with a dreamy bliss. They arrived at the hotel. As Kiran tried to get out, Lindsay suddenly bent down and leaned over his lap. "Get up! You’re crazy!" Kiran yelled. Lindsay giggled and looked up, "I know!" Kiran glared at her, aware of her intentions. Women have their unique styles. Lilian Yanes was too beautiful to approach. Snow Xander was the blend of cuteness and beauty, a perfect wife. Lindsay Ludwig, a mature and sensual woman, brought a different flavor.

“Lilith, come on... You got to stop beating yourself up, it's not your fault, plus you hear Eris, you weren't going to kill us,” “Damon— hearing Stefan reading my destiny, a fate that involves me dying... It got me angry Damon, I wanted to kill you... I wanted to do it! And that's what you're just not getting, you're going to believe Eris over my emotions, she is the goddess of chaos, not sentiments, she left a message in my palm Damon, one that of us understands,” She sobbed. “Listen, Eris is a trickster, she's fucking with our heads, I can bet on my life that it means nothing... I promise—” I pulled her in a hug,

“That was the most humiliating thing I’ve ever seen. You’re terrifying when you’re mad.” Leon looked just as stunned, but Erin only giggled, catching his eye. “Didn’t think anyone besides Alyona could be this feisty. Turns out de Rossi’s girl has claws too,” Leon whispered. Erin rolled her eyes at him, unwilling to give him the satisfaction of a reply. They filled the time with stories about Alyona Karina Gabriel-Zschneider, painting her as warm and friendly. Erin thought she’d like to meet her someday.

She picked it up and frowned upon seeing it was her best friend. After spending the early hours with the male model, she was so tired she could hardly open her eyes. Swiping to answer, she croaked, "Lucy, I'm really tired. If it's not urgent, can we talk at noon—" Lucy Fergusson cut Erin off, her voice nearly unrecognizable with agitation, "Erin, you're trending!" Erin froze and then sat up abruptly, her expression shifting to one of excitement. "Is Nyla exposed for coming between Damon and me?!"