Faye Chamberlain Novels & Stories

He corrected himself and faced off against her again. One of the many things that Faye had going for her was that she was a master tactician. You could think of it like a chess Grandmaster who visualized outcomes five moves before they were ever played. That was what she did. It was almost as if she could see and respond to the move faster than anyone else. ‘Kitty is ruthless,’ Tyre said adoringly as she sunk her teeth into Zeve’s flank. ‘Ouch. That had to have hurt. And yes she most definitely is,’ I agreed.

She was fully awake and a glass of water was handed over to her. "Hi, welcome back," I said happily. She stares at me for a while before smiling. "Thank you. Who are you? You look familiar but I can't grab where I know you" She remarked. "I'm Cynthia De'Lacruz, I work for your mum Mrs Camilla." I introduced myself. "Oh-oh! Cynthia, it was nice to meet you. I'm Veronica Iniesta. Thank you for taking care of me,"she said. "Never mind, it was my responsibility to do so." I'm relieved to see you're fully awake. I'm sure you're starving by now."

"I don't believe in any of that shit." "Then don't go in," Samara clips, striding towards the lady. Faye is dressed in a loose, floor-length skirt with sequins attached to it. She has various hoops dangling from her ears and her wavy hair has gotten longer since the last time I saw her. "Hello," she greets softly as we get closer. "Do any of you want a reading?" "Me!" Samara pipes up, allowing Faye to take her hand. They disappear into the tent.

"Of course not. You just seem to be in good shape, and you don't get tired so easily. "Plus, we've been married for a while, and I've never really pampered you in bed. I just got a bit carried away and lost control for a moment. My bad." "This jerk. That's not even what I'm talking about!" Faye thought. "That's enough!" Faye pushed him away and hurried into the bathroom, slamming the door behind her. Cedric couldn't help but laugh when he heard the sound of water running from the bathroom. Who would have thought that Faye, the renowned chief designer of Light Moon Designs and the world-famous miracle doctor Faye Connor, who always had a calm and distant image, could be so adorable?

Mrs Angela asked as she stared askance at Daisy Hunter. Glaring back at Mrs Angela, Daisy's countenance changes from happiness to a mixture of concern and bewilderment. "No, I'm Wade's fiancée," Daisy said, her voice laced with trepidation. "You…my son's fiancée?…aren't you his Secretary at the office?" "Yes, I am ma." Daisy Hunter replied, her gaze intent on Mrs Angela. Staring askance at Daisy, Mrs Angela's gaze was laced with venom. "This can't be." Mrs Angela said as she flung the door shut at Daisy's face.

She watches for a distance, but finally after watching our usual exchange, makes an approach. “I’m Yazzmine, a Gaze Reader,” she says softly, almost burning completely under T’s gaze. He better be kind with her. She’s nothing but an innocent older lady, who clearly is only here to answer to her Alpha’s demands. “Faye brought me in here today to read your gaze. This will allow us to see what you have, and possibly what you will see.” “Right. How long have you been wanting to do this, darling Faye?” T questions, brushing Yazzmine off to look at me. I narrow my eyes on him.

Faye muttered while cleaning the floor with an old and worn-out mop. Faye worked in her mom's old struggling cafe called the 'Dream Room' and proceeded with her studies along with it. Her mother owned the cafe but was usually never there. Skylar somehow came across this isolated run-down cafe when he was running in the small alleys trying to get away from the pouring rain. Ever since then he would often visit the cafe after school was over. Faye was a shy and reserved girl so she found Skylar's actions weird, but soon she opened up to him and said

Jayce Waiting, waiting, and Waiting is what I've been doing last four hours, no one not even Rachel seemed to come, I don't if this right address and at that time I couldn't even ask if I'm in right or if the waiter tricked me. Fuck, I sighed, pacing around, hiding my hands in my coat pockets, I don't know what temperature right now, I just go somewhere warm or take a hot bath but I don't want to miss my only chance to meet Rachel, I just see how she is, her smile, and if I get a chance I do want to ask her why she left me right before the moment I finally decided to overcome my fear of love and confess my feeling for her. For once I want to be Rachel.

The easy laughter. After the last elder sat down, thunderous applause echoed through the hall. Then someone tapped the microphone. “Let’s give a warm welcome to Miss Faye Asher!” Everyone clapped as Faye Asher stepped onto the small stage. She was sixty-two now, still sharp-eyed and graceful. Her hair was silver, braided into a loose plait that rested over one shoulder. Her voice had softened with age, but it still carried that soul-deep twang that made it unmistakably Valley Stone.

I asked for the tenth time. She rolled her eyes “no, we have to find the perfect dress and I know someone who can help” she pulled out her phone and talked to someone. “who was that?” I asked. She grinned ‘wait and see”. there was knock on the door and Rose came in ushering in a guy, he was tall, with chocolate skin, black hair and brown eyes. “Camila, this is Jason, my husband , Jason Camila” Kylie introduced. I almost choked on my saliva at the word husband. She was married? She looked so young, I didn’t even figure that she was engaged much more married.