Romans & histoires Lauren London Young

She wore large rectangular glasses that covered her eyes as well as framed a delicate face. "Hi," I said as she stopped beside me. "It's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Lauren Shayla Gray, an art director and current artist in New York City." My mouth fell open a little bit as I heard the title, not quite believing what I had just heard. Lauren smiled and tilted her head slightly. "What?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. I shook myself out of my thoughts, "Oh, no. It's just that... I haven't met anyone like that here."

Her eyes were dark brown and were almond-shaped. "Are you attending Year 11?" Lauren asked, trying to keep a casual stem of conversation flowing between her and the new girl, "You look around my age." "Yeah, I'm 16," She said softly, "Is it good at West Bridge?" "Hah, no," Lauren scoffed back in response, "It sucks." "Right, okay..." Alice replied. Her voice was uncertain again. "That's...good to hear..." "New girl, what's your name?" Lauren yakked onwards, "I can't keep calling you just 'New Girl.'"

She kissed Emmy’s cheek, her teacher waving, the drop-off quick, her mind shifting to Langston Enterprises. At a café near the office, Lauren met Priya, her assistant and friend, their coffees steaming. “Morning, boss lady,” Priya said, her voice bright, handing Lauren a latte. “Big day, huh? Investor meeting?” Lauren nodded, her voice warm. “Yeah, could be a game-changer for Langston.” She sipped her coffee, the café’s hum soothing. “Heard from Clara lately? How’s Orchid doing?” Priya grinned, her voice playful. “Clara’s killing it, thanks to you. Lily’s three now, total spitfire.” She pulled out her phone, showing a photo of Clara and Lily. “She says hi, wants a Langston-Orchid collab some

************************************** Meanwhile, back at the famous St Lauren's Tea shop which is located in central London with a throng of customers popping in daily. Racheal, a tall slender woman with auburn hair pulled up in a ponytail and dressed in a black T-shirt with the St Lauren's Tea shop emblem on it and black jeans and leather boots. She has freckles dotted on her rosy cheeks and her lips were full and luscious. Her lashes were thick and long and her grey eyes were so engrossed on her phone that she paid no attention to the rather chubby lady hovering at her back. "Hmmm... Didn't know you're into girls Racheal" came the husky voice that made Racheal nearly drop her phone on the

And Lauren was good-looking. "What's she like?" Wyatt asked finally. "The actress. Lauren." Nate pulled up the file, the one with Lauren's headshot and bio. "Twenty-five years old. Tall—about five-ten. Leggy. Long dark hair, whiskey-colored eyes. She's gorgeous, Wyatt. The kind of gorgeous that probably makes men like this Liam think he owns her."

she boasted. "Classy," I mumbled under my breath, knowing that Luca could hear. "I'll see you around, Ella, and SpongeBob or whatever your name is," she said before marching off in her high heels. "Rude," Luca grumbled. "It's Ernesto Ludwig Weasley-Squarepants." I choked on my final fry and had to use my remaining lemonade to wash it down. "But really? Weasley-Squarepants? What kind of messed up, perverted Ron and SpongeBob breeding process is involved in producing a child with that surname? And ringworms? Where the fuck did that one come from?" He questioned.

I felt the urge to throw something against the fireplace, the irresistible desire to yank something off but I held myself in check. Gosh!! How dare Liam? I need to chill out right now. I can't just get angry because of this piece of information. I went outside and went to the swimming pool where I met my best friends who were as famous as I was there. "Here comes the queen!!". They exclaimed as I walked over to them. My name is Lauren Hills, the only child of my parents and I'm classified as ultimately beautiful, classy, popular and wealthy due to my parents's fortune.

As soon as she finished speaking, she didn't even bother to take a last look at the expression on Winona's face and just got into her car. On the other hand, before Lauren left, she also regarded Winona with a meaningful look. With a mocking smile, she said sarcastically, "It's not an easy task to help you debut alongside the others. Heath, you need to teach her the ropes. Otherwise, she might embarrass the whole group after their debut." It went without saying whom she was talking about. Lauren was a producer working for one of the entertainment agencies under Lark Group. Someone had told her that Chelsea and Liesel were very close friends, which was why Lauren had intentionally pulled some

it seems like he is right after all, Lucien has the same effect on everyone around him as well. I can't help but notice that Lauren is dressed in leather pants and a black leather jacket, and she looks like a badass biker girl. Her hair is pulled back in a tight ponytail, and she looks even more beautiful than I remembered. She's taller than I remembered too, and she has a presence about her that's both intimidating and alluring. I feel my cheeks growing warm, and I look away, hoping she doesn't notice my blush.

and after that cheers resonated throughout the stands. The female figure named Lauren, is a tall fourteen years old young girl. Her hair is short and she looks tough. When the emcee says “Are you ready! Are you ready! LET'S GET IT ON!” Lauren quickened her footwork and started attacking her opponent first. While the woman who fought Lauren, had a body that was smaller than Lauren, her hair was long, but she tied up her hair to not let her hair get into her eyes.