Fast 6 Letty Novels & Stories

Once again, I had an episode. My best friend rushed forward and snatched the knife from my hand, her face twisted with resentment. "How long are you going to keep this up? You think you can act however you want just because you have depression? No wonder Nolan left you!" I froze. My best friend, however, looked relieved. "I should have told you sooner. Nolan specifically asked me to stay with you today because he was afraid you'd try to ruin his wedding to Evelyn." She blocked the doorway, looking self-righteous. "Let me make this clear. Even if you cut your wrists and died right here today, you still can't keep trying to come between them. So what if you once helped Nolan? After all t

He will continue to be a warrior, braving the strongest of storms with a brave heart. Finally, my boys are here. Angelo would be so happy to know he has two boys waiting for him. “Oh my goodness, Carla. There is a princess hiding behind the boys. She’s such a beauty.” What? Another baby? This is the most joyous I have been in a long time. Letty. I’ll call her Letty, and I pray she always brings joy to everyone around her.

Sure, my hair flew everywhere, even pulled back, but I loved the calm that took over, reminding me of carefree times long ago. “Ooh, that looks like a shit-tel,” I said as we drove into Los Angeles. “Oh, there’s another one.” Six glared at me. “I’m just saying. Every hotel you’ve chosen but Paris has been the same. I assumed L.A. would be the same pattern.” “Shit-tel?” “Yeah. Short for shithole motel. Shit-tel.” Half an hour later we pulled into another very ‘60s looking motel, but it looked in better shape than the past drug dealer specials.