Georgia Randolph Novels & Stories

Philip said flatly, “Have you laughed enough? Can you just say if this suggestion will work?” Randolph choked from laughter. A female attendant next to him came over and patted his chest. Randolph smiled and said, “Yes, if you’re capable, you can win back what she lost to me. If you can do that, I’ll let this b*tch go. But, if you lose, what do I get? Don't say I’m looking down on you. With your looks, I don’t think I can even get 50,000 if I sell you off.”

"Anyway, you have two lovely babies now, it's a gift from God." Randi consoled, "If you can meet a good man in the future, this life will also be complete." " A good man in the world is not that..." Before Jenna could finish her words, she received a text message on her phone, it was Slave transferring 2 thousand dollars. "Good man!" Jenna exclaimed with a smile. "Does the young lady have a sweetheart?" Randi asked with a laugh.

Gabriel pulled back slightly, lifting my chin. His eyes were serious. “I’ll fix it,” he said, each word weighted and firm. “Because I’m not losing you.” And the way he said it made me believe him. —------- Soft music echoed through the garden. Nothing too loud, just mellow jazz playing as guests chatted softly to each other. Randolph’s birthday had officially begun, and it was exactly what I expected from him. Fancy lights, expensive wine, and people dressed like they were walking a red carpet.

He mumbled, but it was enough for me to hear. That was also what I wanted to say, but I couldn’t. He was so handsome. And was it wrong to dream that he would wrap me in those strong arms? Am I bad for suddenly wanting him? I dropped my eyes to the ground and stopped my hands from shaking by holding the paper bag with both hands. “My name is Marcia.” “You have a beautiful name. My name is Randall, in case you didn’t hear it the first time.” “Thank you. I heard you the first time.”

I kept my voice low while asking. “What about him?” She replied a devilish grin starting on her face. “Nothing, I don’t know, never mind it was a stupid question.” I tried to end the conversation. “No, you asked now ask what you want to. If you think that none of us can see something is going on between you two, you really are crazy. Randolph has never given ANY females a second glance. Alexander and I picked on him all the time growing up. Lex was the worst; he would always tell Randy he could come out of the closet. But Randy was never interested in dating anyone. We thought it had to do with our mom dying so young, I figured once he found his mate, it would change, but he still hasn’t fou

She answered, and I furrowed my brows. “What are you talking about? Randall has not held the globe before. I held the globe and his name appeared.” “You see?! You don’t even know my son! How would you make the perfect wife, hun? Randall held the globe when he was eighteen, and a name was given to him! It was definitely not Daciana by the way.” She uttered. I took two steps backward and shook my head. “No. You’re lying. You are playing games again, and guess what?! I’m not going to fall for it!”

He replied as he guided her waist to the melody originally springing forth from the instrumentalist. But instead of placing her hands on his shoulders, she wrapped them around his neck while cautiously reminding herself not to run her fingers through his hair. Just on her first try, she was beginning to get addicted to the touch of his smooth hair running through her fingers. Just the memories of it felt… heavenly. A little mischievous smirk played on Ava's lips as she said, “Mr. Giovanni gave me his business card to meet him in room 103, at ALFRED HOTEL. What do you say, Mr. Georgia?”

She may even preach to her. She loves her friend that way. She knew Summer only wants good things for her. But maybe, it is not yet the right time for Summer to know about what she is going through. ‘Sorry, Summer… Maybe next time.’ "Let's hurry up! We are late for the book launching." “GOOD Lord! I knew that woman!” Randall was so shocked to see the familiar beautiful face of a woman. That simple but alluring woman he saw at the cafeteria who was watching porn, in day light.

"Randall, kneel!" Ruth's voice suddenly rose as she addressed him. "You have been disrespectful. Ask Lady Carissa for forgiveness! She is both your cousin-in-law and aunt-in-law. Only when she forgives you can you have any peace with your mom in the afterlife!" Just as Randall moved to kneel, Carissa shot him a cold stare. "Go ahead. See if you dare kneel before me." The chilling command in her voice stopped Randall in his tracks. His bent knee straightened abruptly.

The golden-haired lady just slept soundly. Randall arrogantly smiled and thought that things were getting interesting as he revived up the car's engine. If it turns out that Allysa was trying to catch him, the game is on. Though Randall isn’t the type to play with feeling doesn’t mean he is naive. Surviving the world of business was ruthless career, just because he doesn’t like playing doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how to play.