Esther Coleman Novels & Stories

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.

Cole asked her slowly, a sinister grin on his face. Esther was panicking when she saw him like this. She had thought to herself that Bridget was a woman who had a lot of pride, and so no matter what happened, she wasn't going to tell Cole that she came looking for her. But that damn bitch! She made it seem as if she was going to do everything that she said and leave Cole alone. But instead she turned around and stabbed her in the back. Esther swallowed a gulp as she looked at Cole with love and admiration in her eyes.

Esther was petite, like Lily but her eyes carried authority and a bite that made her seem anything but the gentle façade her appearance tried to show. I swallowed a subconscious step back. Caterina's eyes shifted from me to Lily, then Cole, then back at me. Chilly grey eyes burning it’s anger into my skull. “You’re leaving without saying hello, cousin, that’s not very nice,” Esther said, her head tilting to the side in question. An almost haunting similarity to Cole's actions. Too long I’ve spent believing I was the only family Cole would ever have but coming here to the Vincenzo family has made me realize that genes and blood relations aren’t something that can easily be dismissed.

He said, this time with a smile. "How long has Rachel been working here and do you have any pictures," I said, hoping for it to be true. "A year or so later, she works at night only, and her home is around the corner," he said, rippling in the direction of her home. "But why are asking,"

Miss Clarkson began, “Because the last three days without you two have been bliss. Cato, get to the front now. You’ve already wasted enough of my time this year. And Elias, get your feet off the table.” I begrudgingly grabbed my textbook and pen. “Football at lunch?” I asked Elias as he dragged his feet off the desk. He gave me another awkward smile, “Whatever you want to do.” The lesson was tedious. I sat next to a girl named Eleonora. She was a Stella wolf, but fortunately, she had no interest in sucking up to me. That was the only redeeming factor. Apart from that, she was a sour, stiff teacher’s pet with a severe lack of humour.

Esther crossed her arms above her breast. So what if he is handsome? She doesn’t care if she’s surrounded by ugly people as long as she can achieve her dream to be one of the top interior designers in the nation. “Ms Wagner, the CEO is waiting for you!” Mr Jensen came out after Maverick called him to send Esther to his office right away. “Sir, yes, sir,” Esther nervously picked up her box and walked toward the elevator. Esther took a deep breath before going out of the elevator.

he says a little too condescending for my liking, but I let it go. I’m incredibly panicked. This is the first time I’ve left my Pack for any amount of time that wasn’t related to a crisis of some sort. I’m going home with Colby. I can’t wait to see his Pack, meet his family, and especially meet Amelie. I have some gifts for her, that Colby helped me pick out. A purple elephant – she collects elephants, and she loves the color purple. And a little necklace with an elephant on it. From what Colby has told me this will be her first big girl jewelry. I can’t wait to see her little face.

“Yes.” “Could be someone else.” “Yes.” He closed his eyes once, briefly. Leah saw it. Mrs. Turner saw it too, because the housekeeper looked down at the tea tray as if giving him privacy by force of will. Elaine continued with careful steadiness. “I have four D.C. possibilities in the Northbridge orbit for that year. Diana Cole, listed as program liaison through the Cole Family Education Trust. David Carr, a music patron who appears twice in donor acknowledgments. Deborah Crane, assistant director of a youth arts council. And a department code that may have been abbreviated D.C. in some internal captions.”

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

she asked, cocking her head to the side. "No, you're not. This is Darah Haven. You're in the central coven compound, Cinnia. You may call me Esther and I am the leader of all witches here," she said, introducing herself with a benevolent smile stretched across her face. "Well, Esther, enough with the small talk. What do you want from me?" "Untie her, Nanette," Esther instructed the pale-skinned woman she came with. When she was freed, Cinnia rubbed her sore wrists and ankles then stretched out her body.