Hj Lovelace Novels & Stories

Joseph called out gently. After some minutes, Joseph heard a rustle from behind. He saw a woman approaching him as he turned back. "Are you Ms. Lilac Styles?" Joseph looked at the woman. The woman seemed a little hesitant at first, but then she replied, "Yes, I am Lilac Styles. What do you want from me?" "No, ma'am. I don't want anything from you. Today I'm assigned as your angel, and I have to escort you to the stairs of heaven," Joseph's eyes were sweet.

I hung up right away when that excited cry of release hit my ears. My heart was pounding hard, and I admit the whole thing had been dirty as hell in the most shameless way. That voice obviously belonged to the Omega Lorenzo had given a chance to redeem herself by working as his hacker. Stephanie had told me she was falling in love with a girl, and now I understood perfectly why she had ditched me on my wedding day to have a quickie with her girlfriend. “Nice friend you are... pfft, trading me for a new pair of tits,” I muttered, though I wasn’t really mad at her.

It is understandable to cry when you're daughter is missing like you don't know if they are still alive or what. "If ever someone kidnapped Hilary, what is his or her motive?" I asked myself. It could be money, in telenovelas, kidnappers ask for ransom. Hilary is the only offspring of Helene Brooklyn, the owner of one of the famous and biggest shoes company. "Honey! Food is ready!" mom shouted while carrying a pot. I then sat at the dinner table and look at the food in front of me. My eyes sparkle as I see the 'Sinigang na Hipon'.

From the very first time I met her in the kitchen two years back, she made me feel hard just by looking at her. Many says this is not love, but this what I have. I am loving her the way I want to. Her humbleness, her selflessness makes me fall in love with her again and again and every time harder from before. Call it an obsession or whatever, I'll name it love. My love. Ha, mere ander hawas hai. After all she is my fucking wife. (yes I lust for her)

[Right now, the head of Moirae International is called Nico Moirae. He is over seventy years old, but his current wife is Hazel Levesque. She's very young—only twenty-six. Not only is she one of the top ten national goddesses, she's also unquestionably ranked number one.] When she said this, even someone as beautiful as Victoria showed a fleeting look of daze. Ray couldn't help but raise an eyebrow in surprise. Victoria was already a top-tier beauty—easily above ninety points—yet even she seemed captivated by Hazel Levesque. Just how beautiful was this woman?

After getting irritated I walked over the to closet and open its door that it was so big that I can't even call it a closet but a personal mini-mall where you can get anything you want. I step inside the closet and saw varieties of perfumes and Huda beauty's make up (my favorite brand) after checking the make up I opened a perfume bottle which looks so expensive that just to buy this single bottle I need to save my whole month salary, (that's a different story that I've no job)

After all, what we don't know, can't hurt us. Now more about me, I am a Witch through my bloodline. I am a descendant of Elizabeth Howe, who was hanged as a Witch on the 19th of July 1692 during the Salem Witch Trials. The sad part about it is she was a Witch, but a White Witch who just wanted to live happily raising her six children.

My body was still recovering from the amount of alcohol I ingested those days. But the memories I will treasure the most, will be Aiden's happy face when he received his Christmas presents at Helena's house, his eyes went so big when he saw the video game console Louis had bought for him before we went to Hawaii, and when he finally managed to swim with dolphins within a week of being on the island: oh, and when Milena first got a taste of pig at the luau we attended. The girl hadn’t left anything on her plate. Louis was definitely getting her used to being a foodie snob.

No wonder Mrs. Lovell was so attentive. It turned out she had added something to the lobster scrambled eggs. There were six generations of doctors in her family, and her grandfather was a renowned doctor. As a descendant, and the only one at that, she grew up amidst medicinal herbs since she was young. If she couldn't detect this scent, it would be a great form of disrespect to her ancestors! Absalom valued privacy, so there were no surveillance cameras in Terran Mansion. Harmonia took advantage of the opportunity when no one was around to enter the kitchen with the plate in her hand, then put the entire lobster in a plastic bag and slipped it into her coat pocket.

The woman in her thirties smiled politely, hanging on my every word. "I'll need shoes too, black preferably.." I paused, distracted by the clicking of a woman's heels on the flooring. I looked around and found myself unable to say another word once I saw who the woman in heels was. Jamie Harris! Fuck!! Not now!! Of all people to walk through this lobby today, it had to be her. I wasn't prepared to see her yet. I've had a long time to think about how I wanted our first conversation to go,but I was jet lagged and my brain wasn't working. I haven't shaved in months.