Fiona Gallagher Smiling Novels & Stories

“Luna, I never thought that you would have a stronger character than I imagined. You would actually come to work.” Luna smiled and swept a glance at Fiona’s smug face. “Of course. If I don’t have a strong character, I would have long dragged you and Joshua into the gates of Hell.” Fiona was stunned for a while, then she laughed. “Would you be willing to?” Fiona said while reaching out to touch the photo on Luna’s desk. It was a photo of Luna with Nigel, Neil, and Nellie. She gently swiped her fingers across Neil’s face.

“ And who were you talking to, blushing like a virgin bride in love”, Bella asked. Fiona laughed. “ You are delusional”, she said. “ Spill sis, I can see the glow in your eyes”, she said. Fiona laughed. “ You wish. It was Colt and I ain’t no virgin bride in love”, Fiona said giggling. Bella laughed. “ So why are you giggling?”, she asked. Laughing at the all blushed up Fiona.

But it only happened in the blink of an eye, just a few seconds later, Catherine Lee smiled innocently, and repeatedly nodded to the director and staff in the film. Anne Jenner and Arian Holland also stood up to greet the couple who were approaching them. Catherine Lee nodded once, her eyes swept over Anne Jenner from top to bottom. She smiled and said, neither too polite nor too enthusiastic: "Are you Fiona Princess?" Anne Jenner also smiled and replied: "Yes, I take on the role of Fiona Princess. I hope that you will help me during the filming process.” Catherine Lee patted her shoulder, sighed and turned to Baldric Miles: "Tell me, why are new people asking us for help now? We are not any

He just stared at her with a look so blank and chillingly empty it sent a shiver down my spine. Fiona seemed to expect the coldness, because she swallowed hard, quickly wiping a tear from her cheek, and forced a bright, perfectly sweet smile onto her face. She turned her attention entirely to me. "And you must be Mila.” Fiona said, walking down the steps toward us. She stopped in front of me and gently took my free hand in both of hers. Her skin was soft and warm. She looked at my face and her eyes immediately darted to the bruises peeking out from the collar of my dress. A look of genuine, motherly heartbreak crossed her elegant features.

He had been tasked with cleaning his father's mess and knew it was going to be a long year. Suddenly, the door to the office burst open and Fiona walked in. She looked beautiful and stylish as usual with her blonde hair in a perfect ponytail that bounced on her shoulders. She was indeed the city’s princess and a number one model for a reason. Her perfect pout lips had red gloss on and she wore heels paired with a body con dress. Liam looked up at her, forcing a smile. Fiona crossed the room and walked over to Liam. She bent and placed her hands on his shoulder, hugging him from behind.

she announced softly. Fiona's eyes lit up with joy as she returned the wicked smile. "And this is just the beginning."

"Oh my goodness!" Calla's chest tightened. Someone was here, someone had seen her. She blinked rapidly, struggling to clear her vision as the figure drew nearer and crouched down in front of her. But when her eyes finally adjusted, her heart sank. Fiona. She had that same cruel smile on her lips. "Oh dear," She murmured, tilting her head as her gaze swept over Calla's battered state. Her voice dripped with mock sympathy. "What happened to you?" The fear, the pain—none of it compared to the bitter taste of humiliation now burning through Calla as Fiona's eyes glinted with satisfaction.

she added with a playful chuckle. Fiona giggled in response, her face flushing with a hint of embarrassment. "There might be some sparks, maybe even a butterfly or two," she admitted, her voice lowering to a whisper. "But what if it doesn't work out?" Celine laughed along with Fiona, her sense of humor providing a brief respite from the turmoil of the day. "Listen, Fiona," she said, her voice turning more serious. "You deserve to be happy. That man is fucking handsome as hell. You better eat him up! Now answer me honestly, do you feel something for Oliver?"

"Go, I'll watch over the little lamb for you...the one I sold what little of a soul I have left to the devil for." I needed to think of a good zinger but as soon as I looked up into those eyes that were bright and playful as he gave me a little smile, my brain went blank. "Nothin' to say lass?" Oisin said thoroughly amused. Fiona gave me a thumbs up as Liam escorted her to the human blood bags. "Wanna go for a run?" I was still in the workout gear I borrowed from Fiona. It wasn't until he looked down did I notice the sports bra was pushing my boobs up and in. The sporty oversized and very sheer tank wasn't hiding anything.

"Agatha, what's with the black outfit?! It's prom, girl!" "Just die if you don't wanna see me wearing this. I fucking love this one," she even smiled at the mirror. "Well you really look good on it, for a queen witch." "What the—" "Change topic!" Fiona interrupted the near war. "So how do we look for you? And ow, Gina! How do our little star look like!" They all pointed at me, Agatha raise a brow scanning me like a dirt she found. But at least I got her attention. "So? Any comments."