Lady Phenex Novels & Stories

I tossed my phone on the table and dropped to my bed, my face staring up at the slowly rotating chandelier lights. “She's delusional,” I said to myself. “I need to find a way to get her out of my company.” As long as she had shared in my company, she was going to keep popping up in my life and she was going to manipulate the advantage to her use. “Last thing I need is an obsessed, cheating ex on my tail,” I snorted, blinking my eyes repeatedly to stay awake. She was going to be a problem somewhere along the way, I could sense it already.

The woman in her thirties smiled politely, hanging on my every word. "I'll need shoes too, black preferably.." I paused, distracted by the clicking of a woman's heels on the flooring. I looked around and found myself unable to say another word once I saw who the woman in heels was. Jamie Harris! Fuck!! Not now!! Of all people to walk through this lobby today, it had to be her. I wasn't prepared to see her yet. I've had a long time to think about how I wanted our first conversation to go,but I was jet lagged and my brain wasn't working. I haven't shaved in months.

“It’s that obvious?” She winked. “Only to those of us who’ve been there.” We were almost done loading up the cart when Mama Red stopped dead in her tracks near the wine aisle. Her eyes narrowed, lips pursed like she’d just bitten into something sour. I followed her gaze and spotted a woman standing by the rosé, dressed like she’d wandered in from a boutique ad—tight jeans, glossy hair, and a smug little smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. She was talking to the clerk like she owned the place.

"I'm sorry, High Lady. I have let you down." The figure raised her head at once. Her long black hair was pinned into a bun. She had pearl earrings that framed her breathtaking features, big black eyes on an exquisite face that radiated an air of luxury and power. That was Michelle Jenkins, the second-most powerful person in all of Pentagon Corp. Aside from her father, the chairman of Pentagon Corp, Michelle was the most powerful person in all of the company whom everyone feared. Michelle looked up at Kim, taking a small sip of her Bloody Mary before saying, "Yes, you did disappoint me."

When the door opened, the strong scent of Kate's perfume filled the air. A diamond necklace sparkled from an open jewelry box on the passenger seat. "Sit in the front," Ryan said as he opened the door. Kate slipped in before I could react, adjusting a down-feather cushion behind her back. "Ryan had this made for my pregnancy back pain. Helen, you don't mind, do you?" "Kate," Ryan warned in a low voice. She cradled her belly and frowned. "Don't be harsh with me. You're scaring the baby."

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

"I don't have any idea where she is. But I can assure you that she's still building her army of hybrid?" "Why? What's her purpose from all of this anyway? What will she get from this? As a former Alpha and her sister, you should know what she wants," Val questioned, seeing that she also wanted me to talk to Sarah to make her mentally defenseless. So that she could find the answers to her questions. Sarah chuckled bitterly. "Amelia is not really my sister. She's——She's the Phantom's long kept secret." I frowned. "What do you mean she's not your sister?"

I am not sure if Camilla didn’t see me, but I really don’t care. Lady Wesley is quite an influential woman with a good reputation, she is the only daughter of the conglomerate Wesley family with a younger sibling who died years ago, leaving her as the sole inheritor of a big inheritance, but it's a pity that she doesn’t have her own child, neither does she have a husband. I thought she wouldn’t let me, but I summoned the courage, only for her to tell me to enter. But Camilla’s mouth is still wide open, shocked at what she said. \

“We will prioritize how we are going to take down the vampires and werewolves. Surely, Xellaena will not be bothered by that.” “Xellaena Xavier is a peace-loving bitch, Maebh,” Ludwig remarked. “I know. That’s why we are going to attack the vampires without really incapacitating them.” Maebh’s piercing gaze seems to linger deep into her bones. Does Rozelyn’s cloaking spell don't work? Or is Maebh more powerful than she thought? “The other Heathen Queens: Xellaena, Feyraj, and Tamara doesn’t know that you are the Blood Mistress, that you are Mary Bathory’s daughter and that— ”

IVY “Hey, I want to use the cell phone,” I told the woman in charge of all the ladies in rehab. Everyone referred to her as Lady. She was bulky and mostly sulky, and she only gave us access to the phone once every month even though her f*e was super high. Thankfully, I could still access by account, and that was exactly what I had been using to sort out some of my personal needs. “Your f*e,” Lady said as she stretched her hand open.