Esther Coleman Novels & Stories

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

Severe, elegant, with cold eyes I recognized from a dozen boardroom photos. Dr. Liana Cole. Former Chief of Biomedical Applications for Stromwell Enterprises. A name buried in the footnotes of the Census scandal. She had vanished after the collapse. She spoke directly to the camera, her voice crisp and devoid of emotion. "Audrey Richards. Luther Vance. You have been busy tending your garden. Cultivating your truth. Admirable. While you played therapist to the world, you forgot to check the basement." The camera panned to a wall of vintage servers, their lights blinking in a familiar, rhythmic sequence. A sequence that mirrored the harmonic key of my mother’s lullaby.

Then he throws off his clothes and enters her, moving in the rhythm of the love that he felt for her, moaning her name, telling her how much she meant to him in between until both of them cum in an explosion of ecstasy and collapse drenched in sweat, breathing heavily. Esther steps out of the house. She wants to distract herself from the thoughts of Brent with Lilia and she felt that the best way to do it was to start working on her plan to get Lilia’s blood. She drives to the nearest hospital where Lilia usually went for her regular check-ups, according to her medical reports, and asks for the supervisor. Soon, she finds the office, enters, and notices that he is a relatively young man. He

It would keep her mind moving forward instead of backward. Esther hesitated. No one had ever asked her that question with genuine interest before. “Well…” she began awkwardly. “My name is Esther Jonas. The first daughter of Cyril and Priscilla Jonas.” She rubbed her hands together slightly. “I’m twenty-three years old and…” Her voice trailed off. A small, embarrassed smile appeared. “I’ve never had a boyfriend.” Julian’s eyebrow lifted slightly, but he didn’t comment. “What else?” he asked gently. Esther shrugged. “I only finished secondary school. There wasn’t money for further education, so we all worked on my father’s farm.”

Thinking about my marriage with Xavier, I couldn't be happier that he wouldn't be involved in my life since we were faking things. I threw my head back to have a view of my sister's face and I threw a question at her. “Esther, have you ever considered breaking the mate bond with Alpha Cole?” Without hesitation, without a second thought, and without taking her hands off my hair, Esther responded, “Cole loves me, Ema and we have a son. Why will I ever want to leave him?” If only she knew that her mate had been sleeping around with servants while she believed that he loved her dearly. However, I said nothing more. I wouldn't dare say I could help bring up Kairo since I wasn't confident enough…

Author's POV Esther paced in the marked hallway of the hospital she worked in, her chest was beating faster than it was a few minutes ago as she kept calling the same number over and over while pacing back and forth. She still wasn't able to prescribe the possible whereabouts of Katie's mother's wolf and the alpha was beginning to crack down on her as Beta Crowell wouldn't let her be. He had just left her office after she convinced him to consult a higher and more experienced Autopsy doctor to whom she had transferred Hannah, Katie's mother.

Yes Enzo has made my womanhood feel things that I’m curious about exploring but he had no rights. “He’s wrong, I am hungry,” I told her, I’m not even going to bother with explaining myself to anyone let them think what they want. Today I put myself in a box and conceal it, today I’m no longer myself. I'm Dwayne Isla Martagos daughter, a classy lady that doesn’t misbehave or speak her mind. She just smiles and agrees and does what she’s told, including meeting my fiancé. “What can I get for you?” Selma asked.

But there was nothing. Frustrated, I screenshot the image and started digging into his marital status. Cole was married to a woman named Yasmin Estrada, the daughter of a modest restaurant owner. But here’s where things got strange: Yasmin’s presence was practically nonexistent. No pictures, no records. It was as if she had been erased. Instead, Cole’s photos were dominated by Sarah Lolthammer, a stunning actress who seemed to fill the void. Her pictures took up at least 80% of his profile.