Kristyn Prentice Novels & Stories

I could hear the taunt and sarcasm lacing his words. I scoffed. I simply couldn’t believe him. Mrs. Preston nodded in agreement. "Please do. I always thought our Kristine was single. I was even planning on setting her up with one of my nephews." "Are you now?" Sebastian asked, his tone almost too delicate for my liking. The others couldn’t see it, of course, but I knew he was merely restraining himself from lashing out. "Well, not anymore, Mr... I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name."

She goes to say something else, but the announcer cuts her off "Ahh, another human. This is Krystal Dunn of Earth. She is nineteen years old. She has brown hair and blue eyes. Her correspondent describes her as lively and outgoing. Please have a seat, Ms. Dunn," he says, and we all look at the door to see Krystal blushing while looking radiant in a pale green princess dress. She finds us rather quickly when she looks across the room and begins to walk toward us like she has been wearing gowns her entire life. When she sits down she gives us all a big smile before whispering, "wow."

Lance even got the size right, as I checked the tags. "Thanks! How was your rehearsal? And that girl you will be escorting?" I asked. "It was alright. We only need to walk side by side, she will hold on to my arms and go around the stage a bit. If she becomes a finalist, then another round of walking. The teachers also taught me how to smile since I keep forgetting." "How about the girl? Is she also a senior? Is she beautiful?" "She's OK. Her name is Kristine, also a senior and she comes from an exclusive girls' school, St. Rita Academy." I quickly looked at him. Exclusive girls' school again?

Standing in reverence behind Lynne, Kerry replied, “This is Lynne Greene, the CEO of Greene Apex.” Krystal’s face drained of color. She looked up at Lynne, then me. “How do you know Ms. Greene, Ray?” I clutched the blazer tighter around me, resentment reflecting in my eyes as I met Krystal’s gaze. “Why did you think Greene Apex, the city’s top player, would choose to partner with a little-known company? “Did you think your brilliance shone through?” I scoffed and added. “You might be a competent woman, but talent is everywhere in the city.”

I silence the wayward thought and focus on the furious woman in front of me. “We need to speak in private, Mr. King. Now.” Kristina turns to glare at Zaria. “Didn’t you see that I was speaking to him before—” “I’m sorry, Kristina,” I cut in sharply, “but I simply can’t refuse the daughter of the former CEO’s request to talk to me in private. We’ll continue this another time, yes?” Kristina’s fake smile wavers before she nods reluctantly and turns away, though not without shooting Zaria a filthy glare. I almost laugh. Women are truly fascinating creatures.

Clarabelle said, and the girl finally turned to her. “You’re the police officer Steven recruited for his new council. Kathrin, right?” Clarabelle said, recognizing her immediately. Kathrin wore blue jean shorts and a black leather jacket over a pink sleeveless vest. Her hair was tied in her signature ponytail, and she wore transparent lipstick. “Yes, I am. My name is Kathrin Morgan,” Kathrin replied, getting back on her feet. She helped Clarabelle get back on her feet, and picked up her basket. “You came to see Alpha Steven, right? I’ll show you to his office,” Clarabelle said, wiping her skirt.

I looked at her closely, she wore a black dress, with diamond prints arranged all over like stones, her hair styled into a bun, and a gold chain complementing her gold heels. I was nowhere close to her standards, but that doesn't give her the right to kiss Tristain before me, at least not at my reception. “I'm Tonia Marcus, Tristain Herdezn's business partner”. Tonia said throwing her hand in the air to shake me. “I'm Kristine” “Kristine Herdezn” I corrected, my face cold not acknowledging her handshake. Tonia smiled, turned to the waiter serving wine, and hurriedly took a glass of wine. She smiled and walked away.

in dark clothing that should have made him easy to overlook but somehow did precisely the opposite. I had never come across him before. And yet Mira .... my silent, absent wolf who had barely whispered in three years .... pressed herself against my ribs and howled. Mate. I took a step back. "You have the wrong person." "Kristen Vance." He said my name the way you say a name you've said to yourself many times before .... not reading it off a list, not performing it. Familiar. "Twenty-six. Former pack member of the Silver BluePack. Left three years ago under contested circumstances. One child, male, age three." His eyes moved over me, but landed somewhere else entirely

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

Kristen said, looking deep at him “then why give me this power in the first place?” Mr Creed looked at her in silence, unable to respond. He slowly shook his head without without showing any expression. “I’ll take my leave then,” Kristen said softly. She bowed her head slightly and walked toward the house. As she disappeared through the doorway, Mr Creed smirked to himself. “This is indeed Amara’s child,” he muttered with a chuckle then laughed again, louder this time, before heading back to his car and driving off quickly. Inside, Naomi met Kristen just as she entered the hallway. Kristen handed her a small note silently and continued upstairs.