Hideaway Penelope Douglas Novels & Stories

"Cleo, right?" A girl with an adorable smile can make no harm right? It only made her countenance comfortable and her feelings less guilty. "Yes Miss. I'm the maid." She said, lowering her head in a 90-degree posture, but that was not what Penelope wanted to see, but for her, it's as long as she avoid hiding secrets she's safe. "You can call me Penelope then, I'm Ace's fiancé," she finished with the same high-pitched irritating tone. -

Colin and Penelope’s story is so amazing. Finding out that Penelope was Lady Whistledown was shocking both to Colin and to me. She really hid it so well. I continue reading from where I stopped, which was the carriage scene. The book became a bit steamy and I really enjoy it. I continued reading in silence until I finished the book.

I felt so stupid for allowing her use me like a pawn in a chess game, I also felt some sort of admiration for her because it must take tremendous skill to be a different person every year and I felt that wave of nostalgia, knowing that I had actually known this person and had communicated with this person like a friend. "Have you traced her to her current apartment? " "No traces of her Sir" "It makes a lot of sense why she never had any neighbors now. It really does make a lot of sense" I said in deep reflection. Then it hit me! Penelope's dog! Surely, no one would buy a dog simply for the fun of it or simply to use it as some form of disguise right? "Penelope had a dog, it was a Pomeranian.

Sabrina whispered, her voice cracking. “It’s Clara,” Penelope said confidently. “I’ve seen her lurking on social media, commenting on old photos. She’s obsessed with Benedict, and she’s clearly threatened by you.” She stood with heels clicking sharply on the shiny floor, going toward the window. Before her spread out a city skyline of glittering beauty, to lose herself in for an instant. She gripped the tablet in her hands, feeling the sharp edges of it press into her palms, grounding her amidst the chaos of thoughts swirling inside her head.

Maybe they understood me better than I thought. "I don't want to talk about it anymore, Colton.” “Then go. Keep running away. It's what you do best.” “Go to hell.” "I'm already in it.” I didn't pay attention to Colton. I made my way through the guests and didn't wait to know how the party would unfold. I, Penelope Maxwell, at the height of her early twenties, the baladeira friend who never shook for bad times, was leaving a party after half an hour of arrival. This has never happened before. That wasn't me. Definitely not.

The guests heard her voice, and the whispers grew louder. "She's too bold, running from her own wedding!" "Blessed with good fortune and doesn't appreciate it." "The Castillo family won't let this go." I turned and stepped into the elevator. Victoria thought I was playing hard to get, her expression growing more smug. "Miss Aria, you can still back out." But I couldn't help but smile. "And what if I choose to leave?" These people had no idea my real last name was Vanguard. It was Grandpa's way of protecting me, having me listed under the Vincent family.

We have to get our mate and our son-in-bond back. As for hiding Chris? That’s where Gael came in clutch. He told us about a cabin his family has up near the Canadian border in Maine. It’s hidden—only four wolves have ever known where it is: Gael’s parents, his father’s beta, and the head of their warriors. They kept it off any records, a place for retreats and disappearances. And now, it’ll be Chris’s safehouse. We’re sending her there with Dev, Meredith, JoJo, Tomas, Bhakti, and Sandra. That way, she’ll be protected, have healing support, magical guidance, one of her closest friends, and the best care we can give her.

He wanted to slam the table because of what she heard him say. "W-What?" She suppressed the annoyance. She felt she wanted to shout because she really did her best to make those designs. Zeus just looked at her before he took the paper bag he was carrying and handed it to her. She was confused why Zeus gave it to her, so she just looked at what it contained, and she was shocked when she saw her old sketchbook that she had been using before. She remembers that she left it at Zeus' penthouse, so it means he hid all the things she left behind.

Charles says, wrapping his arms around me from behind. My poor heart "Oh no son, I just didn't know that you and Elizabeth were that close" "Let's just say she's that hidden secret I wasn't ready to reveal yet" Now he's insinuating things "Oh I get it now. Congratulations you both!" She says with a beaming smile and walks excitedly, as if she has a dirty secret she cannot wait to share with everyone. "Charles!" "Elizabeth!" "Now you're just creating stories" "I've always wanted to be a writer since I was a kid"