Kristi Christensen Novels & Stories

"Scarlett." ******

"Of course." Ariel looked toward the woman. "That is…" Kristen stood and extended her hand to Ariel. Her sharp yet elegant gaze carried the composure of someone seasoned by experience. "You must be Ms. Walker from Faye Tech. I'm Kristen Ulmer from Yeager Group." A flicker of surprise crossed Ariel's eyes. Kristen Ulmer? That was the legendary figure behind Yeager Group. She was nearly 50 now, but time hadn't left a single mark on her face.

This can't be. This can't be true... I'M IN THE BODY OF HILARY!

I notice Will visibly tense as I hold Brian's brown shirt between my fingers. I don't understand his behaviour, but instead of calling it out, I might as well have some fun. I give Brian a smile, making sure to put on a show as I reach down to pull my sweater off slowly. I don't break eye contact as I then pull my white shirt off, exposing my black bra. Brian's grinning at me, watching my every move.

I asked for the tenth time. She rolled her eyes “no, we have to find the perfect dress and I know someone who can help” she pulled out her phone and talked to someone. “who was that?” I asked. She grinned ‘wait and see”. there was knock on the door and Rose came in ushering in a guy, he was tall, with chocolate skin, black hair and brown eyes. “Camila, this is Jason, my husband , Jason Camila” Kylie introduced. I almost choked on my saliva at the word husband. She was married? She looked so young, I didn’t even figure that she was engaged much more married.

But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt. “What do you want from me, Ánië?” She asked as memories of her past were brought back to her. “We only got one fragment of the Nromais.” “Don’t worry. I really don’t need them. Simple. I want the Hristoax that Estelel gave me.” “The Hristoax? But that’s mine!” “You stole it from me!” “Liar! You greedy woman!” She won’t hand the damn thing down. Ánië made three strides and was in front of her in a second; she curled her hands on her neck and choked her to death. “Give me the Hristoax.”

Right now, she needed to focus on her and Ray. She wanted to look nice for Ray, so she went into her closet and picked out one of her favorite dresses. It was a backless halter dress in the color emerald green that came to just below her knees. She picked out a pair of black strapless sandals. She didn’t need any fancy footwear. The ceremony would be held at the pack field and she wouldn’t actually need shoes. She wouldn’t need clothes either, but she had no intention of showing up in front of Ray’s pack naked. She’d keep her clothes on in public until absolutely necessary, thank you very much.

"Wow. That's so nice of you. Thank you so much, Caitlyn." "Oh, it's nothing!" Caitlyn smiled. "It's everything! What are you saying? This means a lot to me. Thank you!" "Enough of the 'thank you', what can I offer you?" Caitlyn asked with a smile. "I'm fine with anything." "Alright. Give me a minute," Caitlyn got on her feet and walked away to her kitchen. ▪▪▪ Caitlyn walked out of her apartment dressed too beautifully for someone going grocery shopping. Her red off-shoulder top hugged her body to fit her perfectly. She matched it with a white skirt that exposed her shiny thigh.

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.

Name- Kristina Jokovic Close relatives- Anna Jokovic (mother), deceased Height- 6'0 Hair- Brunette Race- Caucasian, Russian Last known residence/sighting- Atlanta, GA. Other sightings-India (2011),Hong Kong (2025), Sydney (2027), New York (2028). Status-Fugitive, Special Forces veteran, MI6, Contract killer, Terrorist, Killings almost serial, Armed and extremely dangerous. Susan had not been so sure about Kristina's case, especially after how she had escaped when she had turned on Trevor and had had the perfect chance to kill the police captain but she chose not to and fled without a trace.