Felicity Oliver の小説・ストーリー

Allie Brooks sat at her usual corner table in the bustling cafeteria with Chloe West. They were halfway through their trays when trouble walked in wearing designer heels and a sharp smile. “Look who it is,” Felicity Montgomery’s voice rang out as she approached, her entourage flanking her like vultures. She stopped directly in front of Allie, her perfectly manicured nails drumming on the table. “Allie,” Felicity began, her tone oozing false concern, “how’s life as the campus charity project? It must be exhausting keeping up appearances.”

"Don't make me hit you, and I will ask you one last time, where the fuck did you keep Olivia?" "Sweetheart, I don't have your so-called wife or contracted wife per se, and that should not make you think that I am not still planning my revenge, I will make you regret spoiling my almost marriage, and as I said and would say again, she is not an exception, so please excuse me, I think you should use the time you are wasting here to seriously look for your wife before she gets killed, because I am sure that with her arrogant attitude she has thousands of enemies." Felicia spat, and I watched her walk back into the building. *******

For last five years,she waited for me and when we finally met,our reunion was brief. On the other hand,Felicity is unsually silent.She barely replies to any of us.Initially I thought it was about our baby but there is something else.I should ask Chase to figure out because when I returned back from my run,I intruppted them in a deep conversation and also Julie's words when she hugged me.She whispered in my ear to forgive her. Does Felicity know about.....Olivia? It can't come out from the third person.Our relationship started on a very dramatic note and now we are just on infant stage in our bond.

By the looks of it, they had just completed their shooting and were ready to get off work. It wasn’t long before an extremely beautiful woman caught Gerald’s attention, and when he saw her, he couldn’t help but break into a smile. The woman in question was none other than Felicity. From what Gerald had heard, after Felicity had become famous enough, she ended up starring in two relatively successful dramas. Not only that, but she was also active on screen. Regardless, now that she had gotten off work, Gerald noticed that she was wearing headphones as others instantly began serving her…

“Look. You’re better off picking someone more qualified for the job. All I want is to transition.” “You won’t have a choice in the matter.” He says, the frustration leaking through his voice. “There’s always a choice.” I say with an equally annoyed tone. “I’m beginning to think she is your daughter. Definitely just as stubborn.” The woman says with a smirk. Killian rolls his eyes, seeming to calm down at his mate's voice. “I’m not stubborn.” “Of course not, honey.” She pats his leg and stands. “Would you like me to send for the doctor?”

I wished he would make up his mind before it was too late. If he did not want to lose his wife, he better choose Christina over Eden who was already dead. Besides, why would he continue to cling to someone who was already buried a couple of years ago? "Did you hear about Vincent, Mom?" Felicity asked. She was chatty among the siblings and was considered the sunshine in my parent's eyes. Whenever she was around, she had this gift to make everyone feel better. Excluding me. Not any ounce of happiness would penetrate my heart right now.

"You know I love money and wine... wine is my love. But.... that man.... I can not let you harm him. He is really special to me." Felicity thought for a second and then a smirk appeared on her lips. "G i v e... m e... t h a t.... g i r l. S h e... i s... h i s... m a t e... a n d... o n c e... s h e... i s... g o n e... h e... w i l l... b e... y o u r s."

He would beat me every time I challenged him. The last girl is Felicity is from the Moonstone pack. She is tall and slim but with curves. Such pale blue eyes they are almost silver and ombre hair a mix of blonde and mousy brown. I don’t like fake hair, but it works on her. It adds to her feistiness.

However, not for her. She hated herself so much for being so stupid and naive. She had known Alex for a couple of weeks before he got from her what he wanted. It should never have happened. Every time she appeared on the stage, she was looking for him somewhere in the audience. But he never came. Felicity had to die. Flexy was born instead of her. [the lighthouse] “No!” screamed Michael, seeing the cage was falling down at full speed onto the ground. Out of nowhere, Flexy appeared in the lighthouse right at the spot where the cage was heading. Flexy stood like a statue and couldn’t move. Only a split second separated her from death.

By the time she was done, she felt looser and lighter. She walked out of the gym and headed for the elevators, hitting the button to ascend. Felicia moved forward as the elevator arrived and the doors slid open. She paused for a moment as she looked up and saw a man with sharp, striking features staring back at her. She glanced down quickly, waiting for him to leave first. The fresh, seductive aroma of her skin, intensified by her exercise, wafted directly to Max as he passed her. Her perfume was too strong to miss, even if you didn't get close. Max interrupted Felicia just as she was ready to intervene. "Hilarious. I was unaware that Jeremy was wed.