Joanna Lannister Novels & Stories

All eyes were focused on me and I started to feel a bit self-conscious but I ignored the feeling. "Thank you, everyone," I verbalized in appreciation as I climbed the stage, trying to look and sound as if this was just something normal for me. "Okay. I am Giordana Quinton, who happens to be Ella's best friend. In fact, Ella is more than just a best friend to me. She's the sister I never had, one big blessing I'm forever thankful for. Ella, I love you so much and I'm so happy that God gave you a man like Drew.

Lucas found out that Joanna was a gorgeous lady. Her icy-cold face now had a surprised look on it. "Come on." Before Lucas could even open his mouth, Joanna beat him to it. "Come on?" Lucas was puzzled and could not grasp the meaning behind Joanna’s words. Joanna stared coldly at Lucas. "I know you're a very strong person from the Dark Race seeing that you’ve even managed to take full control over such high-ranked zombies. Aren’t you going to finish me off? Come on."

Lem, let go of her. "She broke my nose." Lem dumped her unceremoniously to the floor. "Who in seven hells is she supposed to be?" "The Hand's daughter." Harwin went to one knee before her. "Arya Stark, of Winterfell."

The Madrigals and de Leons all the same bunch of foolish peopl Seeing Joana stood and spoke to strangers, Susan confirmed that her bet to Jonathan and Raul's rivalry between Sheena was right. Joana resembled an almost fit of the Boldon princess. Proud and domineering. She couldn't doubt Jonathan by making her his wife. Men like him were easily captured by that kind of charm as a hungry pre

“At the Crawford family estate, she’s Mrs. Crawford. At the company, she’s the general manager. But to me, she’ll always be Miss Harrison—my employer.” Joanna’s tone turned colder. “And if you keep harassing her, I’ll call security.” Jason nearly laughed from irritation. “You two really are alike. Both cold-faced and impossible to talk to.” Joanna sneered. “Cold-faced? And what was that earlier? ‘Delicate’? ‘Dependent’?” She crossed her arms. “Mr. Cole, maybe spending too many years driving for Mr. Crawford has gone to your head. You really think being close to rich people makes you one of them?”

"Thank you, Trent. I promise I won't be any trouble. I just... I just need time to heal, and to get to know the man you've become." Brandon appeared at Trent's side, having witnessed the entire dramatic scene from a respectful distance. "Alpha," he said quietly, "shall I show Lady Joanna to her rooms?" "Please," Trent replied, eager for some space to process what had just happened. As Brandon led Joanna away, she turned back to look at Trent one more time. Her expression was soft and grateful, but for just a moment, Zora could have sworn she saw something else flicker across Joanna's features. Something calculating and cold.

That evil voice boomed across the corridors, and I almost groaned in distress as the shadows slowly revealed an angry, venomous person walking up to us. It was the one and only king's mistress. Lyanna.

She looked up from her screen as she heard me approach, it must have been the noise of my shoes as the lobby was mostly quietness. "Mr Knight — what um, can I do for you?"She smiled, but it was obvious that she was nervous. I seem to have that effect on women. "Im looking for Jamie. Is she around?"I asked. "She's working the anniversary party tonight. I'll give her a call and see if I can get her down for you, one second."She picked up the phone and dialled her number, while I waited impatiently."I'm sorry, Mr Knight, she's not picking up, I'm sure she's busy up there. I'll keep trying her."

I am simply disappointed that they failed to hide the ender properly, but anyways, the enemy could have done it differently and we would have not prevented them from getting the ender, they took us by surprise. “Joanna, can you share with us your vision? Everyone kindly listen, for those who do not know Joanna, she is Joanna Drake Koral, her origin is a nymph and she is an aberrant. Her attribute, it’s foresight.” I nodded at Joanna and she began speaking what she saw. “I saw Antonella battling with William, but she seemed different… it is like she was not Antonella. William was having a hard time; it was weird that he was having a hard time keeping up with her,”