Kristyn Prentice Novels & Stories

“Thank you for honoring my invitation, Your Highness.” Alpha Kael bowed again, his gaze fixed on me. “And if I may ask, who’s the lady beside you?” I felt Clinton stiffen beside me, but I kept my eyes on Alpha Kael, who was still smiling. With a fake smile plastered on my face, I cooed, “I am Natasha Jones, the King’s distant cousin.” I lied. Alpha Kael hummed, nodding slowly. “You’re welcome to my pack, Lady Natasha.” He bowed dramatically before shifting his attention to Clinton. “Please, have a seat.”

She gave me a fake smile. Reaching out my hand, I smiled in a bitchy way. “Hello, my name is Kristen. The female twin and the chick who’s birthday is Friday. I assume you are in Alec’s pack and I think he will agree with me when I tell you to be at Alpha Marcs office first thing tomorrow morning. They will want to have a word with you.” Brittany face dropped. It took a second but she finally reached out a shaky hand. “I-I’m so sorry...”

Where's the firm Krystal, intolerant of mistakes without any clear reasons, hardworking, and fond of tormenting me as her assistant? ***

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.

But her mom understood, and the poor woman was shattered. Natalie's feet seemed to have a mind of their own. Ignoring her brain and her friends' frenzied whispers, they carried her forward to Paul's widow. "Mrs Reiner?" The woman looked up, her green eyes shimmering like a river's surface on a scorching summer's day. She dabbed the corners of her eyes with a floral lace-trimmed handkerchief and gave Natalie a wobbly smile. "I'm Kristen Reiner. Paul's my brother. This is Meredith, his daughter."

In the front, line with bold letters. The most sought After Bachelor, but not for long! STAVROS DEMAKIS IS SOON TYING THE KNOT WITH THE BRUNETTE SUPERMODEL KRYSTINA PRIERA, as one of our staff had an interview with the said supermodel. And it appears that both parties agreed to the marriage. I’ve been busy for the past weeks for my fitting appointments. Meetings with my bridesmaids, the preparations for my wedding. In a week, I’ll be Mrs. Demakis. I grinned at the thought.

The principal of Ace Academy is friendly and lively. Cristine was thrilled to return to her old school. She hurriedly showered and dressed. Manang Celly, their housekeeper, had already made Cristine's breakfast. Vantella Montecalvo, Cristine's mother, generally prepared Cristine's meals. She adores the idea of putting forth the effort to prepare delicious meals for her daughter.

And seated at my right, though I wasn’t quite sure how she’d managed it, was Kristin. She kept appearing everywhere I went, endlessly trying to cosy up to me. I wasn’t sure how she managed to be so omnipresent around the stronghold after the disgrace of her own sister’s banishment for using wolfsbane against Michaela. Then again, most of the pack was perfectly happy to see Michaela dead, even if they were appalled by Ylva’s methods. If they even were Ylva’s methods. I shot a sidelong glance at Kristin, who was gamely holding a completely one-sided conversation with me about the interim apothecary who’d taken over for Maya’s leave of absence.

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

she asked. “She’s from Glenwood; I was right, she’s a farmer’s daughter.” “Just that?” “There’s more.” Parker paused, and Ophelia, curious, waited to hear what he had to say. “Kristin isn’t as innocent as she claims.” “Break it down,” Ophelia commanded. “She has a child,” Parker said. “Child as in…?” “Kristin got pregnant after a one-night stand with a man on the night of her freshman party at her new college in the Philippines; she is a single mom with a six-year-old daughter,” Parker broke the news.