Hannah Bishop Novels & Stories

But I was suspicious of everyone. Hannah looked at me and smiled. She was pretty in an unassuming way, and she sort of reminded me of the lady who plays Rayna on Nashville. “I am,” she said, her voice very calm. I nodded. I wanted to ask why Cadence brought along her own personal grief counselor, but I thought that might seem aggressive. “I’m happy to help any of you who might be struggling with the horrible events of the past few weeks.”

the doctor replied. “I figured out Eastern State before he did.” Christian was out of his seat and headed for the door. “I spoon fed that to all of you!” Both Cadence and Brandon grabbed Cassidy by the arm and pulled her back into her chair. Smartly, Christian kept walking. “I’ll get with Shane,” Hannah said as she stood. “We’ll go over inventory. I’ll need some of those titanium bullets, though.” Her voice was calm, like it wasn’t a question but a statement of fact, and Cadence was in awe when Aaron nodded at her. Hannah had a way of getting him to agree to things so easily.

my voice was barely a whisper. "My name is Hannah. Hannah Miles. The Co-CEO of Miles Inc." she held out her hand expectantly, with her bright smile fixed on her face. Her light brown hair was tied into a stylish bun and her long black dress showed off her slightly bulky figure. "It's nice to meet you." I shook hands with her, forming a nice smile. She opened her mouth to say something but I spoke up before her. "I'm sorry but can you please excuse me?" I asked nicely and she nodded slowly.

She leaned in to take a glance,her jaw dropped and her expression turned livid. "Who the hell sent this?!". "Believe me, you really don't want to know." - I rolled my eyes at her expression. "Why did you suddenly come over and that too...... without as much as a call?". Rachel returned back to her original position, her daintly manicured fingers patting her white top as she regained her former demeanor. "As agreed, Anne sent over the personal assistant. Her name is Bennett and she's currently an intern at the agency."- she paused.

Nathan said, running his finger over my shoulder “I want to hear things from you before going to talk to her” “I don’t know if father has told you, but Inna found out that Eleanor is not my mum and went on ahead telling me that I was a bastard” I said, avoiding his eyes. I knew that dad called Nathan to tell him about this before we got married, and even before we were engaged; it was something that he had to do based on the council rules. Nathan nodded, waiting for me to proceed “the girls were at home but I didn’t tell them that you knew about it. Inna threatened to have me kicked out of the house and thrown out just like mum was as she wasn’t accepted. I know that it is a fact that mum wa

Celine was on her way out when a lady bumps into her. Celine brows squints as the lady pushed her way toward Erickson “Baby!” Hannah squeaked as she embraces Erickson. Erickson pushed her, disengaging from the hug, he crinkled his lips in disgust glimpsing his fiancee almost naked. Hannah was on a crop top and a skirt above her knee line, she was aware that Erickson disliked her dress mode but she can't afford to lose her fans and followers just to satisfy her lover neither did she wish to lose Erickson. As a celebrity, she decided to juggle her lover alongside her acting career.

Hannah, however, does not seem to truly care. “Anyway…I am already in love. Even Dane knows. To the most perfect human ever to walk the earth. He’s a god among men and the most beautiful human inside and out….My man, my future husband, and the only male worthy of my love, loyalty, and devotion. Dane wouldn’t get a look in even if he was the last man to procreate with - in the universe. … Thy lord and savior…” Hannah pulls out her cell, scrolls seemingly a few pictures, and then holds up a picture of some handsome youngish Korean guy I vaguely recognize. I cannot place him, but I think he’s famous.

AMBER’S POV My doorbell rang. “I think that’s Hannah at the door,” I muttered under my breath. “Come in Hannah.” Hannah came into the room with a tray of food in her hand. Hannah is older than me. Hannah is the oldest maiden out of the four maidens that served me, and also the most quiet of them all. Hannah is five foot nine inches tall and her fingers are also very long. Her eyes are still gold colored, which means she hasn’t taken the life of a human. Judging from her calm look, Hannah doesn’t look like one that could kill a fly.

Lila said casually as she tucked her hair behind her ears, "what do you do, Hannah?" I hesitated for a second. Then answered, "I'm a fashion designer." Paige's eyes widened and stared at me for a second. "Wait... You are Hannah Martinez, aren't you?" Cherry groaned dramatically because she knew how it went down every single time, "Here we go." I laughed softly and answered quietly. "Yes." "Oh my God," Paige said, practically bouncing. "I knew it was you, you are more gorgeous in person. I was devastated about the fire. See I'm getting married in two months, and I had my heart set on one of your dresses from the Mirada collection."

I responded. "And why should I tell you that?" He demanded. "You have no choice Nikolai, you know what I can do." I said darkly, a smirk making its way to my face. "Ahem." He cleared his throat straightening in his seat. "Well I suppose I could tell you what I know." Just what I thought. "Good, now go on." I signalled to Riel to take notes of things. "Well her name is Hannah, Hannah Anderson Yuriel. We don't see her out of the pack house much so there is little I can tell."