Janet Lind Novels & Stories

she asked lightly. I stepped closer. “So how did you get invited?” “Peter was invited. He couldn’t make it, so I came instead,” she said calmly. “They support the foundation. I’m working for them now.” That answer surprised me more than I expected. “You work with them?” Janet gave me a small, unreadable look. “You’d be surprised what I’ve been doing.” There was no arrogance in her tone. Just quiet fact. I studied her for a moment. “You seem… different.”

It was a call from Janette, the owner of Akemi Tech Corporation. Janette was her classmate when they studied abroad. Not only was she beautiful, but she was competent, too. She had achieved excellent results. In the past two years, she had invested all her money in her father, Jenson's research. Lydia looked at the number and said, "I have to take this." She did not want Henry to hear about her problems, so she got up and walked to the riverside before answering the call. "Ms. Miller, how is it?" Janette was anxious.

Janet’s face turned an alarming shade of red, then pale. Her lie got exposed right there in front of everyone. She had never been more mortified in her life. And Linda wasn’t about to let her off the hook. "Some cousin you are. You acted like you were praising Rian, but you were really just setting her up, trying to put her on a pedestal only to knock her down. That’s some twisted kind of support." Linda had always been blunt, and she had no problem exposing Janet’s true intentions right then and there.

Carminati made the call to let Jordan know Aaron was waiting. A few minutes later, the office door opened, and Janette greeted him with a smile. “Aaron!” she said, as if she hadn’t seen him in years. He honestly had no idea how old she was, but she appeared to be in her mid-fifties. Still fit and capable of decapitating a Vampire by any means necessary, though she’d always been known for her axe-wielding ability, the Hunter Leader was one of the most kind, considerate people he’d ever worked with.

She explains. I honestly didn’t give the camera a second thought after I realized that I forgot it at the barn. I was worried about getting Gabe to the packhouse and then I was busy trying to take care of him while he recuperated. “I also hear that you helped my little girl too.” She beamed at me. Then she grabbed my hand to examine my palm. How did she know? “It’s alright Hannah, you can trust Christine”, Gabe tells me seeing that I am anxious about this conversation. Christine goes on to explain that she works as a researcher for a nonprofit that was established by a coalition of packs in the area.

she said looking down and fiddling with her fingers. "What the hell is Atlantica" I asked her and she pointed at the beach, I rolled my eyes and looked back at her. "where is your home" I asked her again and she still pointed at the beach. I groaned touching my hair in frustration. This lady is going to make me late for my meeting. I look down to see her still naked. "If this boys see her naked they will definitely pounce on her" I thought and went in and got her my t-shirt to put on.

Jennifer wanted to protest but she decided against it because this was Josh’s sister and she also just bought a large order of wines so it was best not to offend her. “Who the hell is that woman, thinking she can just waltz in here like she owns the place?” Karen asked as she walked over to Jennifer’s desk. “That’s Josh’s older sister, Janet Clinton. I met her at his mom’s birthday party and she’s so bitter and hateful.” Jennifer told her colleague. “I can see it already. She smells like trouble,” Karen remarked and the two women watched her as she cat-walked away. Janet and her security guard entered Josh’s office and she took a seat in front of him without even being offered it first.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

And the next day, he was appointed as the librarian of the Archives. As for Gretel? She was much older than them both being in her early thirties. She used to be part of the old Administration and worked as the Advisor to the General Commander. But since the Crisis, she worked for Jelena Savage instead, being the only one of the old Administration left. "What's going on?" Jelena asked looking between the two of them. She could not understand, why Gretel would continue bothering a Librarian. She knew Gretel hated humans but it was an indifferent kind of hate. So why would she always find trouble with Axel?

He told her. "If you do that, you wouldn't be seeing him today. I'm his right hand. The person after him. I could put in words for you to enable the meeting hold today, if you want me to. Otherwise, I'll return to my office," Caitlyn voiced out with her usual smile. Martin clenched his teeth and his fists in anger. The smile she held irritated him. To be the right hand of lawyer Bernard, she must be extremely smart and intelligent. Martin despised smart women.