Holli Caine Novels & Stories

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

"Honey" Laura, Cameron's fiancée and also Holly's mom step inside the kitchen with a shirt only above her knees. She wrap her arms around him then kisses his neck, they started to make out "now you two keep it PG your kids are watching" Daniella complain making them both giggle like high schoolers.

"Because Ryder Bates always wants what he can't get. He has this mentality that he can get any woman into his bed. I've heard him say it. We just find a woman who is hard to get and he'll move heaven and earth to be in bed with her" Kim replied with a small smile. Charlie nodded slowly. "But who is this woman that's going to be your pawn in this your game of revenge?" Holly asked while folding her arms, contented with being the voice of reason. Holly missed the knowing look Kim gives her. "It's going to be you Holly Grace Michaels. I can't think of anyone better" The laughter that exploded from Holly's mouth sent everyone in the bakery staring at her in surprise and unabashed curiosity. Holl

I said and left for my room. I came back downstairs after showering and found Holly on the couch in the lounge, she had changed to a floral tight fitting dress. So it means she had showered and changed as well. " You know it's quite funny, my husband has a personal assistant who's name is Hillary she's also lesbian and it makes me wonder if he intentionally hires like that. " I said as I sat down opposite her.

Meeting the parents? Holly was a bit surprised. She was about to say something when she heard a female voice which was both familiar and unfamiliar. "What a coincidence, Ignacio!" Ignacio and Holly looked up. It was Caitlin. She was standing there with a coy smile. Caitlin wore a black silk slip dress, and her long black curls cascaded over her slender waist, exuding charm and sensuality. However, dressing like this early in the morning gave her a slightly worldly air.

Holly reveals. I raise an eyebrow, impressed by her resourcefulness. She sounds smart. Holly gives a modest nod, a small smile playing on her lips. "I'm a tech expert, so it was easy for me to track her device," she explains, answering my unspoken question. I feel a sense of relief knowing that we have a potential lead in our search for Lyra. Holly's proves invaluable, I thought Holly is one of Conor's many whores, Conor's history of chasing anything in a skirt is hard to ignore.

"Miss, who exactly are you? How could you have such a sharp eye at such a young age?" Holly stated, "I'm Holly Sinclair, and my grandfather is Winston Sinclair. He taught me how to restore paintings since I was young. Now, I'm a mentee of Trevor Habel, and I'm learning how to restore antiques." When Caleb heard her introduction, his mouth was agape. "So, you're the talented lady everyone's talking about. I've heard a lot about you." He extended his hand toward her. "I've been wanting to know you for a long time. I never expected to see you today. It looks like the stars have aligned."

Oslaz said. "Oh..." Understanding flickered across her face—but vanished just as fast. She scrunched her features in disbelief. "People do that? Young people of today… Did you do that with Zyliah?" She immediately faced me. "Did he do that to you?" I shook my head. She turned to him. "What's her last name?" "Bermout. Claire Bermout. She's the daughter of..." "Danielle Holly Bermout. The famous actress and musician?" Grandma Charlotte wrinkled her nose.

Holly mother. Then I did feel the fireworks, I felt myself fly and thousands of volts caused a strong discharge of energy, making me get closer to her if possible. I needed more, but I didn’t know what my body was asking for, so I let myself melt in that overwhelming kiss, playing with her lips until we had to separate for lack of air. “Wow!” She exclaimed a few seconds after she had regained her voice. "Wow.” I repeated with barely a voice and just as surprised, then I noticed that there was a halo of light dancing over us, and when I looked up, I realized that I hadn't imagined it.