Novel & Cerita George

Anna shivered seeing him look at her and try to remember something, all the memories began to fly in. “Where's Eleanor?” His thick voice loomed over the room, sending shivers to the queen and Anna. By his face, it was obvious he was on for revenge. The door opened at the moment and George walked in with a serious face. Seeing him, the king furrowed his brows. “What's wrong, George?” He asked, standing up from the bed while the queen tried to make him take it slowly to avoid hurting himself after the surgery. He ignored her and walked over to his son.

George greeted as he grabbed Miranda's hand and kissed it. Miranda gasped, not at George's actions, but rather the subzero temperature of his skin. George noticed her reaction, but he did not rush in releasing her hand. "The pleasure's mine." Miranda said carefully. George was a tall man, with midnight black hair he pulled back into a bun behind his head. His skin was pale, his lips red. There were dark colored circles around his eyes, which seem to take refuge underneath his large forehead. He was dressed in an all-black suit, and when he smiled, Miranda noted the

It was probably because Lauren had always made them uncomfortable from the moment she appeared. George's people placed a box down. It was filled with fruit, healthy snacks, and toys the kids would like. George took a seat and waved to Adrian. Adrian glanced at Rhea before walking over on his own. "What's your name?" George asked. "I'm Adrian." He was well-behaved, nothing like a restless kid his age. "Your mom's here alone. It's really kind of you not to cause any trouble." George signaled a bodyguard to bring out a rare, limited-edition transforming race car. "Here

And George had been sent by a witch with a vision to find her, and he’d brought these people with him. George has light skin and wavy ash-brown hair, just touching the tops of his ears. His dark blue, almost navy eyes are looking out the window, while still keeping her in his peripheral vision. Knowing this made her shiver a little, causing him to squeeze her shoulder gently. He was six-four, with a kind, regal face, with an aquiline nose and full lips.

the man called, and Alex jumped up fast to shake his hand. “Hello Mr. George, pleasure to see you,” Alex said smoothly. George—I remembered his face now, owner of Global T Communications and partner with Kane Resources. “Pleasure’s mine,” George replied, then Alex kissed the woman’s hand. “Mrs. George, glad you’re here,” he added, and she blushed with a chuckle. “Such a sweet boy.” George’s eyes landed on me still seated. “So who’s this? Saw you walk in together,” he asked, and I caught the glare Alex shot my way, silently ordering me

Nonetheless, ‘she’ had more experience than her, and Danica had always respected her opinions. With a heavy sigh, Marie settled herself in the seat between them. “What’s wrong?” Danica asked. “Just heard George is dead.” That said, Marie waved at a server. “What?!” she exclaimed. Simultaneously, Marc asked, “George who?” It couldn’t be the George she met yesterday, could it? “George Miller, tall, brunette,” Marie answered after she ordered her drink to the server. “That’s him,” Danica pressed her temple, trying to process the information.

She shrugged his arm off and took a side step away from him. George was a foot shorter than Josh. His body wasn’t as broad or as toned as Josh’s either. He was blond and had a very striking face. He knew he was cute and he used it to his advantage, which only made him more obsessed with himself because he could get any girl he wanted—except for Lee. She was immune to his charms. There was not one gallant bone in his body and he always thought of number one first. “It was a private conversation, George,” Josh said shrugging his arm off.