Hj Lovelace Novels & Stories

she hugs her again before they walk out of the room. "O-kay….so who is that??" Loula and Akiko already crossing their arm on the chest. Waiting for the explanation from Hazel. "That's…Aaron's first love," Hazel said making both of them dumbfounded. "She? That gorgeous woman just now..?" "Yes, she is.." Hazel reply to Akiko and smiles at both of them. "Damn, she's beautiful! I mean, you're more beautiful." Loula looks at Hazel with disbelief. Still shocked about the fact that the woman before is Aaron's, first love.

Even from where Lila was stood, she could still clearly see the distress on Jasper’s face, and she didn’t believe that he believed what he was saying. She could easily refute his words, by mentioning the fact that Ada Lovelace came up with the idea of machines that could display images and sounds, and the fact that Nikola Tesla predicted the modern phone fitting into people’s pockets and connecting people everywhere, but chose not to, for his own sake. “Jasper… what are the chances of someone in your future making another time machine and coming back in time?” Lila asked him, the idea suddenly occurring to her and making her sick with worry.

"I suggest you look into your company's accounts and the major projects Iris has handled over the years. Are you sure there's nothing wrong with the numbers?" "This is great. Just great." Ms. Lovelace suddenly burst into laughter. Her laughter was so cold that it made my skin crawl. "Thank you for the tip, Mr. Holt. I'll make sure to settle this score with her personally." After hanging up, I leaned back in my chair, feeling as though a great weight had been lifted off my chest. Ms. Lovelace had survived the cutthroat business world for years and worked her way up to her current position. She was definitely a ruthless woman who knew how to act decisively. With her methods, it would only take

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.

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

"Have a good day at work, Haze. I love you." "Love you too. Drive safe," Hazel said, giving him a quick kiss before stepping out of the car. She pulled her coat tight against the cold wind and hurried up the concrete steps into the massive lobby. She swiped her security badge at the turnstiles and caught the elevator up to the forty-second floor. Hazel was a twenty-five-year-old data analyst. She crunched numbers, built projection models, and spent most of her day in a quiet cubicle. It was supposed to be a completely normal Tuesday.