Holly Gonzalez Novels & Stories

I paid and went back to the tabe not find her Missing again. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! Can you at least have a little pity on me I yelled attracting the eyes of most customers.

Holly said, grabbing her arm. “What?” Tally asked. “The office princess is coming back.” Holly said. “Princess? Who are you talking about?” Tally had a sick feeling that she knew. Please let her be wrong. “Why Ashley from Florida.” Holly didn’t know the bombshell she had just dropped on her.

She felt like she could finally start to let go of her past and begin to heal. 3 months later Chantelle had moved in withDelcan for some months now, and she was finally starting to feel like herself again. Delcan had been so understanding and patient with her, and she felt a sense of peace and safety that she hadn't felt in a long time. She knew she was still on the road to healing, but she was starting to feel like she was getting there. The only thing that was missing was Delcan's presence. He had been so busy with work lately that she barely saw him. But at least the maids were there to keep her company. One day, while Chantelle was eating breakfast in the kitchen, she noticed a bouquet o

"No… Emma, please don’t do anything brash. I was wrong, I really was. If you go through with this, you’ll get hurt, and it could… it could…" "Kill me on the operating table, right? That would make sure you remember me for the rest of your life!" Noah staggered and fell to the ground, drenched in sweat. During my trip abroad, I found a matching bone marrow donor. The next day, I went to the hospital to prepare for the procedure. When Noah learned about this, he wanted to fly out to stop me. But before he could act, he was promptly detained. Jill’s family—her parents, brother, and younger brother—showed up at Noah’s company and unfurled a long banner with the caption: [Noah Lester, CEO of Lest

I can’t skip it. By the time I make it to the training ground, everyone’s already gathered. The chatter dies down as Luna Serena steps forward, her presence commanding. She scans the crowd, her usual calm and authoritative expression firmly in place. “Alright, today’s going to be… fun,” she begins, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The word ‘fun’ sounds like a threat. “I’ve brought in someone special for you all—a combat master.” Excited whispers ripple through the group until she steps aside, revealing a small, unassuming woman with a name tag that reads "Coach Morgan." She’s shorter than anyone here—barely over five feet—with wiry arms and a steely glint in her eye.

She pulled Luke into a quick hug before turning her bright smile onto me. "And you must be Denise!" she said, practically vibrating with excitement. I blinked, startled by the Luna's enthusiasm. "Uh, yes. Nice to meet you," I said shyly. Calista didn’t hesitate; she pulled me into a hug too, laughing. "Welcome to Crewwood," she said warmly. "We’re so glad you’re here." She is a beautiful woman with a great smile. The warm welcome from her made my shoulders relax, and some of the tension eased.

He had forgotten that I was the only person he had ever given retinal access to. One door slid open, followed by the faint smell of metal and the cold of steel-lined walls. Holly was already there, leaning against a shelf stacked with wires and outdated hardware. Her hair was tied back low. Her face was calm, though her eyes were alert. She wore a black jacket and quiet shoes that never made a sound on any surface. "I don’t think this is just nostalgia," she said, looking me up and down. "It’s not" "Is Cassilas beginning to shake"

ZARA Holly is standing by the front door, talking with Brooke when we reach the hallway. Usually she is the quiet one in the room. Today that is not the case. Words are spilling out of her mouth in a fast stream, and her hands keep moving as she explains something with growing excitement. Brooke stands there listening. Or at least trying to. She nods politely every few seconds while Holly continues speaking. The pace of the conversation leaves little room for her to respond. The whole scene feels slightly overwhelming to watch.

Whitney slid into her vehicle and started to back out of the parking spot, turning and taking off in the other direction. Holly. Her heart did jumping jacks. “Yeah.” Hollis muttered softly to herself, for the first time feeling hallow and empty without the company of another. No, not just anyone. Whitney York.

******************** | Hollis | “Again, Holly!” Whitney giggled uproariously, feeling like she was on cloud nine while her girlfriend effortlessly led them through song after song until both girls were breathless and lightheaded. The blonde slowly untangled herself from a slightly let down Whitney so she could wipe her fair, damp brow slowly.