June Egbert Novels & Stories

Louis said, his voice low enough for Egbert to hear. “You know what I'm thinking? I was thinking about what that man named Ken would look like. How can he live here and how can Vera Jocelyn have an ambiguous relationship with this man.” Egbert stated his opinion. He was about to pick up a glass of water to drink but suddenly remembered the dirty things in the water, so he stopped.

Most of those letters were dated between February and May 2004. "Whatever Sabrina discovered, it was big enough that June paid her fifty-three thousand dollars in five months rather than just fire her and go to the police." The last payment was dated May 10, 2004. Five thousand dollars. June died ten days later. "She paid right up until the end," I said quietly. "Even when she was getting sick, she kept paying Sabrina." "Because she was terrified of what Sabrina would expose." Renan's jaw tightened. "And when the payments stopped…whether because June couldn't physically make them anymore or because she finally refused…Sabrina killed her."

“Understand that I’m not trying to scare you, but—you do not vex the likes of our gracious huntress. I know she has great plans for you.” Mrs. Humphrey dismisses Elijah once the girl’s dormitory matron shows up. Mrs. June is as sweet as she is old—and the polar opposite of Mrs. Humphrey. June, as she prefers to be addressed, is a plump, short lady with unruly hair and mismatched clothing. She doesn’t fall over herself to flatter Mrs. Humphrey or bow to her every whim.

“You could have called.” “I’ve been trying to stay off phones for eleven years.” She looked at Bianca steadily. “I know what time it is. I know about the testimony in three days. I know about Ethan’s father.” She paused. “My name is June. I was Margaret Harlow’s closest friend. And there is one thing she left that Patrick didn’t deliver.” Bianca held the door open. June came inside.

I prepared myself for her usual teasing, but instead, she reached over, gently ran her fingers through my hair, and stayed silent. “Sis…” My voice broke, tears threatening to fall. “What’s there to cry about? Stop being so pathetic. He’s just some trashy guy!” She shot me a sharp glare, full of disdain. I blinked, caught off guard, and then finally let out a laugh through my tears. This was the sister I knew. That moment of gentleness earlier? Definitely not her style. My sister, June Jones, was the fierce and legendary CEO of Asterion Group—a powerhouse in the business world and a regular on the Forbes list.

Anonymous and saying Chax stayed back. Why did June suddenly start acting up after seeing Kayla and Mr. Anonymous? That was a question nobody could answer as the situation was ever so subtle, they all believed that June had gone crazy this time. Kayla and Chax avoided June's slash by standing far from the table. Kayla felt a great deal of sadness that rushed tears into her eyes. She stood in front of Chax like a shield, gazing at June, who was misbehaving. June made her believe she had found her Mr. Perfect. Now there June was, trying to chase Chax from her life as well. June had done enough, she had kept her single since she was a teenager until now she was twenty-seven. Enough is enough, s

She shook me off, and came towards me, hands out, grabbing both of my shoulders violently. "Stella." She said calmly, lowering her hands down to my hands and gripping them tightly. She raised them to her chest and laid her chin on our hands entertwined together. She closed her eyes and sighed. June was a good sister. She was calm normally. She was level headed. She loved to sing and dance and be goofy. She was freshly 21 years old and was enjoying being 21 years old. Her eyes fluttered open and she gazed at me with pure devotion and concern.

"See ya!" She waved at him, heading to the door as she used her fingers to brush away her hair falling into her face. She stepped outside Amigo, welcomed by the familiar breeze. "Elenaaaa," she heard June scream her name. She hurriedly walked closer, obviously excited. "You look, beautiful." "You too!" June was wearing a black high wasted short skirt with a matching nude top. She wore black ankle boots, clutching onto her purse. "Let's go, shall we?"

Nicer than Alice, anyway. “I’m June.” “She’s gonna be joining us from here on out. She just lost her folks and doesn’t have a group. Well, she does NOW, but..” his voice trailed off. “Alrighty. Well, my name’s Tobias, but you can call me Toby. This here is Eli, Audrey, and Montana, also known as Monty.” Tobias introduced everyone in the group and they all said hey. June couldn’t help but notice Montana kept his eyes on her for a second longer than everyone else. She also couldn’t help but notice that she didn’t mind.

Emily Warner “Wow, I guess I finally figured out why Emily has such a big problem with confidence. When your own father doesn’t believe in you, why would you expect anyone else to?” Lucas says out of nowhere, stunning me as my mom’s face lights up. “Yes exactly! You are right. I’ve been telling her father this for years now. The only reason she makes jokes about herself and has such a self-deprecating personality is because of how she was treated at home. He thinks it’s funny to have her sit in front of him and pick apart each and every thing about her that he finds faulty. He thought that would help her.” My mom says, almost getting emotional.