Lan Lin Novels & Stories

Liam said cheerfully. Liam pulled out a gold card from his wallet, brandishing it in front of Maxine exactly. With an asymmetrical smile, Liam said: 'I'd love to hear about all this. So, I think... She wouldn't mind if this card we used just to buy two ice cream."

Lin brought out a business ID card bearing sunni's name and gave it to Sunni. "Welcome to the team...Miss Yang"

Director called the two of you, your scenes is coming. "Thank you sister Lin." The two thanked the kind make-up artist which is named, Mei Lin. Mei Lin has a short stature and beautiful caramel-like skin, she's a little on the chubby side. Her make-up skill is a real deal, and she's also very kind. That is why Ming Yue and Bai Xiu Lan got along with her very well. *** •Empress General• Episode 1• Phoenix Reborn• Lin Chu woke up with sweats covering her entire body. Her body shivers as she remember the horror of watching her loved ones being killed as well as the burning anger that she carried until she died not knowing who are the masterminds behind the war.

Hau Lin wore a serious expression as he spoke. "Ms. Ling is quite beautiful, you know?" Hau Lin said. Why was he trying to provoke Darien after what he had done the day before? The answer was simple – he wanted Darien to move on. Hau Lin knew Darien had feelings for his assistant, but he wasn't willing to show the girl what he felt because he was still haunted by his painful past. Five long years had passed, and he deserved to be the happy Darien he used to be, not the aloof man he had become.

Or at least as an acknowledgement, something to respect. I turned a corner too sharply and nearly collided into someone. A soft, familiar laugh met me as warm hands steadied my arms. “Well, well,” Madeline drawled, her copper hair tumbling over her shoulder as she grinned at me. “If it isn’t our brave Luna herself. I keep finding myself growing more curious about who you are and what you're trying to do, but trust me, you are catching Nolan’s eye. He's impressed by you. Had he not been, he wouldn't have allowed you to be in that room in the first place.”

Goddess, I might actually swoon. “Thank you… and thank you for rescuing me just now,” I say, trying not to sound too breathless. Lincoln smiles again, his silvery eyes sparkling. “It’s my pleasure…” “Oh, Zahra. I’m Zahra Larkin, from Blood Moon.” He nods as if he already knew, his smile widening. “I know. You’re all anyone has been talking about all day. I look forward to seeing the rest of your bouts.” With a small bow that’s both regal and charming, he turns and walks away.

Lena's POV. “Hello, ma'am,” the doctor waved his left hand, and felt my pulse with his right hand. “How many fingers am I holding up?” “Can I get a name? Can you speak?” He continued, not even giving me a chance to think or respond. He suddenly stopped and pointed a little fluorescent light in my eyes. I squinted and groaned inaudibly from lying stiff for far too long. “Four, My name is Lena, and I think I can… talk,” I replied in a second, gulping as the man behind him moved closer and fixed his gaze on me.

The investor accepted it and the two men shook hands in greeting. "Mr. Zhen, this is my fiancée, Evelina," Adrian said. Evelina politely held out her hand to greet the older man, but he merely nodded at her. Instead, the young woman beside him stepped forward and shook Evelina's hand. "My name is Lin and I am Mr. Zhen's personal assistant. You may both have a seat," she said in a soft voice that still carried a firm, businesslike tone.

Read aloud. "Y-7, Chen Ming. Remembers music. Y-6, Shen Fang. Sees space. Y-5, Lin Bo. Cried for a child named An'an. Y-4, Wu Xia. Taught grief to twelve-year-olds. Y-0, Margaret. The blind who see more." The copies were still. Listening. Or fighting. Or fragmenting. "And Jiang Lin," I said. "Twin. Sister. Human. Dying. But separate. But seen."