Gemma Sinclair Novels & Stories

Sophia was on the other side of it, coat still on, phone in her hand, flown in from Milan overnight without telling me, and one look at her face told me she already knew. "Amelia," she said quietly. "The Sinclair name at the top of Harrow Holdings is not the aunt. My mother went to school with her. She has been dead since 2019. Whoever is signing under that name now is using a dead woman's identity. And the last time that signature moved money was three days ago, out of an account held on the same street as Harold Sinclair's summer estate."

she passed like a gazelle down the track right in front of me, and when my impossible love finally stopped, she turned her gaze to where I was and smiled at me like the most beautiful angel, causing my heart to stumble in my chest. She had her hair pulled back into a ponytail and she slanted her giant hazel eyes in my direction, in her track uniform consisting of an apple green sleeveless shirt and black shorts that highlighted her tanned skin from being in the sun so long. I knew that she used sunscreen, many times I had helped her to put on her shoulders, but the sun had left its trace on her, making her even more beautiful if possible, although I knew that her skin tone was very white jus

She looked like she is wearing a bright halo on top of her head, looking like a saint in her fit. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, in awe of her reflection. It was that time Morrigan couldn't even recognize herself because of how divine her beauty is. The maids around her are smiling widely as they look satisfied with how the princess looks right now. "Where are the pieces of jewelry that I will use?" Morrigan inquired, looking at the maid beside her. The maid went around the divider and when they came back they presented a tray with various pieces of rings, earrings, and necklaces, from finely crafted golden necklaces, to intricately made rings and bracelets, to exquisite earring

she said "But I'm not, I want to get rid of this child, I'm not ready to be a mother and there's no way I'll give birth to the child of my captor" Amira said "My lady, with all due respect speak no more. You will be just the perfect mother for this innocent child. Do not punish the child for the sins of the father, besides your wedding is just by the corner" Selina preached

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.

“I counted the number of floors visible from the outside, and while I was taking a tour of the Archturian HQ, I found that the number of floors listed on the elevator was less than it should have been.” Gemma imagined her interlocutor pouting at her answer. Gemma knows she sometimes does stupid things, but that’s what she likes to do. Especially if she is already obsessed with something. “Gemma Amaire. Twenty three years old. Coming from Fiend, raised by single parents. A student who didn’t stand out in high school.” That man arrogantly showed that he knew about Gemma. Did he expect Gemma to be surprised? Standard information like that can be obtained easily. They must also have Gemma’s file

Louise yells. Smiling Colby comes forward toward me, putting his hands on my shoulders. I believe as much to assure me her words mean nothing as to show that I am his. “I don’t believe we have me yet, Louise,” Colby starts. “I am Alpha Colby Smith of the Silver Crescent Pack, and I broke your wrist because you were about to hit my mate,” he says. “Well, la tea da,” Louise misses that he said his mate and she has no clue who she is speaking with, and I chuckle at her ignorance.

“I see little reason for you to live. You have two reasons to thank for your continued existence, the life growing in your belly and the interference of the very one you intended to harm. Save your thanks for that. I have no use for the wicked and the weak. You are dismissed.” She looked devastated by his dismissal. Her shoulders slumped with misery. I couldn’t stand it. I put an arm around her shoulders and led her away. “Let’s get out of here. We’ve seen enough.” I tried to calm her. “Tyson, do not leave Gemma’s side until I can take over.” Alpha Devlin spoke. I ignored them and focused my attention on the shivering female. “What’s your name? Mine is Gemma. I am eighteen going on forty-fiv

The thought of him abusing her in any way boiled my blood so hot I thought I'd burn up from the inside out. But now she was safe, and I was impressed with her strength, refusing to leave Raisa despite the she-wolf treating her like shit. Gemma was caring, obstinate, and intent on protecting those around her, all admirable and attractive traits. She was attractive. Her Eastern features were modest, but the waves of her sandy blonde hair—before being thrown into madness—were long and soft, and the blue of her irises matched the gemstones I used to collect on Moonwake's lake. The elegant shape of her eyes and her lips that, when they weren't scowling or thinned in disappointment at me, were sof

She knew Sandra loved Aztec too, so she really didn’t have a chance with her boyfriend, but goddamn, that just made her feel like she would never really be able to have anything for herself. She had been silent for so long and still had nothing. "Aren't you a pretty little thing, darling,” Gemma said as she whispered to the woman who was now getting scared. Word on the streets had it that Gemma Stevens was the danger that looked young in the eyes and the danger that you couldn't be able to do shit about. Gemma Stevens was the kind of cruel animal that only ever attacked and never got to sit back and feel remorse and right now, the woman before her, looked so good, like she was Gemma’s next p