Kristyn Prentice Novels & Stories

- Kristina, murmured the words over and over, her tears bittersweet because she knew that God had answered her prayers. Kathy's was strong now ... It was time for her to go ... " She's different. " - Kristina, explained carefully. " But she's not crazy. " - Kristina, added. The youngman seated across her only nodded, his angelically beautiful face perfectly expressionless. It reminded her so much of Kathryn Ice it was uncanny, and Kristina had to repress a shiver. ' Is this a good or bad omen, Lord? ' " You've read the reports I've sent you? " - Kristina

Chapter 3. Subtitle: beach condor Crimson stared at the two people in the shower in disgust as tears rolled down her eyes, her boyfriend TJ was entangled in the shower, he was gripping and hugging a familiar lady in the shower, her eyes further widened the moment the lady turned her head, it was Kristen Xi who was her fellow band member. "Crimson get yourself together don't look like a fool!" She snapped to herself as she whipped out her phone, the two people in the shower didn't notice her as they were busy playing around with their naked bodies.

Clarence’s POV. I re-watched the press conference from my office. The screen was muted, but I didn’t need the sound. I had already memorized the shape of her words, the way her eyes stayed downcast, the slight pauses that made it all feel rehearsed. Kristina was good at playing the part, I’ll give her that. Almost convincing. Almost. She sat in front of a plain background, no makeup, no entourage, looking like someone who had just woken up from a long nightmare.

"Wait. Isn't he talking about the same sweet blood Mrs. Morgan keeps calling and pestering for us to find? I heard she found her yesterday though" Kristen was breathing really hard now. Her whole body was visibly shaking. "What's her surname?" She muttered. "Tessa Links" He replied. "No... It's impossible. How is it f*cking possible?" Kristen shook her head and quickly called Doris. She wasn't picking up... "No, Please, No!" Kristen screamed and ran out.

Kristel Vista. She remembered the new Vice President's feature. She is such a beauty indeed. She looks like a fashion model with flawless skin and looks like a local actress Kristine Hermosa. She is soft-spoken and very kind. She is sure that she can get along with Mr. Gracer. Even though her Boss is quite a snob and Bossy, Ms. Vista might be his neutralizer.

Kristen smiled brightly. “Alpha Arkyn of Black mountain.” She said brightly bowing her head, her voice was shifted to more musical sounding. “Yes and who are you?” Arkyn smiled looking at it. “Lydia.” Kristen said acting shy. “Lydia what pack are you here with?” Arkyn asked her, looking at her like he recognized her, like he knew something was wrong. She had to act quickly. “I’m from-” Kristen stumbled forward. Arkyn drink splashed up over them and at that moment Kristen allowed the crystal dust to cover them. Arkyn caught her in his arms. Her face landed next to his ear.

The morale she has got is unmatchable. The radio was on and she was humming to the song playing as she drove at average speed. Finally, she drove into her driveway and put off the engine after parking. She got down with her phone in her right hand and her car key in her left hand and walked unbothered towards her apartment. She lives on the outskirts of Crystal Hills, a small town in Big Raven. This place only houses a few people that want a quiet place and one of them is Kristen. She has been here for five years after leaving home because her stepfather could not stop abusing her sexually.

"We're both exhausted from the party and we would love to take our leave now. Goodbye, Mrs. Veronica. Or, are you still holding tightly to the 'miss' title?" Caitlyn chuckled before they turned and walked out of the hall, leaving Veronica burning in pure rage. ▪▪▪ "I wonder how she managed to dress exactly like me," Caitlyn voiced out, breaking the silence in the car. "She must have seen us earlier and quickly ordered everything you had on. She's that kind of person," Martin explained, not taking his eyes off the road. Another silence ensued. "She's one of my exes. The last woman I had a romantic relationship with," He answered the question Caitlyn was dying to ask before she could.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

He asks me and I shake my head. “There a lot of people that dislike me a lot but not so much that they would actually do this.” I say as I try to think of someone who would want to ruin my life. My mom? No, I don’t think so. “Umm how about someone who has been obsessed with you over the years?” I shake my head again. Thankfully I’ve never had crazy fans. “A man named Richard Walts was kind of obsessed with her. Maybe you can check up on him.” Jake tells him as the officer writes down the name and details.