Lauren Alexis Hot Novels & Stories

Nikolai whispered as he walked behind Alexis. "It is, Luka is in heat" Said Alexis very seriously, "And I need you to help me get him out of here."

Alexis asked. "I did some diggings in Tyler's past life and I discovered that he was so in love with Anna, I knew that it will help me in the future but that's not even the main cool thing." Damon answered. "Then what?" Alexis asked. "She is not Anna." Damon blurted. TBC

He glares at me. "It's the fucking truth, this proves it." Screaming, I fight against him. His hand reaches for the door, and I watch it open slightly. "Dale, come here and bring a camera," Elon calls out and my body stills. No, he can't fucking do this. I thrash against him. "You've had it coming for months, Alexis; you're getting too far into the business, guiding the women, defending them. You're stepping on toes, and it's pissing off a lot of people."

“How many glasses does that make?” “Does it matter?” I groan. “I’m the one who is going to have the hangover tomorrow,” I signal the waiter to bring me another bottle. This one somehow ran out of wine. Lazarus looks up from his phone. He had been scanning the internet when he found something interesting. “Hey Ace,” he smiles. “I think I found something you should see. He hands me his phone which is open to an internet blog site where amature paparazzi can post images of celebrities around NY. Currently it is showing a fuzzy shot from a local house party. The caption reads: “Surprise reunion at the home of famous supermodel, Alexis Carter.”

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"President Lauren of La La Entertainment is currently engaged to the princess of the Cooper family, Amelia Cooper." "Fuck! Who is giving those rubbish information out? I need you to find the fellow who released those bunch of nonsense and take them out of the internet." "I am working on it, though they are using a good hacker, by tomorrow I should be able to take it off." "Good! I have one more thing to ask for." "What is it?" "I need you to help me look for who is behind it, I have two suspects, Sharon and Leah, so I need that information as well."

Linda Langton, along with the Italian lady, and Arabella Cameron (who was Teddy's school runaway friend's daughter) was one of the few women Lala did have time for. Their relationship (true friendship being so vague a concept) had deepened since Linda had confided in Lala that she too, was a sex addict, and really could not get enough. The confession sealed if not a pact, then an understanding, as they drank and swapped notes about the legions of horny men that they had had hopping like satyrs fumbling through wool for their privates. As Linda read off the list of men she had slept with, Lala was astonished. She thought that she would have come first in any contest like that. But when Linda

“Oh, look at this one again! I love love it.” She points back to the near-kiss photo from the restaurant. I roll my eyes playfully, setting my almost empty glass down on the table as my mind burns with irresistible curiosity. “By the way...” I begin, trying to keep my voice casual. “Do you happen to know someone named Stephanie? I think she might have been in Noah’s life for some time.” The bubbly expression on Alexis’s face instantly crumbles, her features twisting into a look of pure disgust. My stomach drop at her reaction. She reaches for her abandoned drink, taking a huge gulp.

DOMINIC I always wondered what Sophie Laurent’s first words to me would be when she finally spoke to me personally after seven years. But contrary to what I imagined, they weren’t recognition. They were— “I can’t breathe.” A harsh cough tore through the speaker just as I pushed open the doors to Hayes’ estate. “Sophie.” My voice came out low and sharp as I glanced around. “Where are you?” “The…the stairs…” Another cough. Weak. Broken. “Blood…”