Leslie-anne Huff Novels & Stories

he asks. “Oh, I’m sorry. I'm just passing through. I'm a photographer, and I saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap a few pictures.” I explain. “Well, ain’t that something. Jeff, she is a photographer, she just saw this old barn and decided to stop and snap some pictures.” He says licking his chops at me like I am a t-bone steak. “Ugh, gross. Hannah, that guy is creepy.” I hear Lily chime in. “Yep” I respond as I continue to snap pictures. Jeff comes through the door and it's his turn to devour me with his creepy eyes.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.

After packing her hair in her usual ponytail,she came out again "Gosh,I don't understand why you look so hot in that uniform girl" Aurora said,staring at her,especially her hips which look wide and perfect "Oh please don't start Aurora,you see me in this everyday" Annabella rolled her eyes "I'm not surprised that you met Thadeus Storm" Aurora smirked and Anna sighed out,she wouldn't dare tell her that she also saw Gregor Campbell just now or she won't be able to rest today. "Where are the girls? Kitchen?" Annabella asked

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

Emily Warner I swallow hard as I look at the Lachlan enterprise building approaching. I felt Danika rub my back before I got out after saying bye to her. I ignored all my thoughts as walked straight in the building to the cafeteria. I need food to calm my nerves. I avoided greeting people and acted like I was in a hurry. I was in no mood to have small talk about my ‘vacation’. Everyone in the office was just as shocked as me when Hank announced his marriage news. The number of people that came up to me and asked me ‘I thought you were

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.

Hudson responded, his tone incredulous. Annette couldn't help but feel offended; she knew she was more than capable of handling such a responsibility. However, all Hudson seemed to see was a desperate individual willing to do anything for money, even compromising her integrity. "Yes, Mr Mckenney, I believe Miss Annette is the right person for this role. She has the skills and dedication needed for this project." Adam Armando said "But Mr Adam," Hudson interjected, "she's just a mere secretary for goodness sake. I keep reminding you of that!"

She glanced at me from head to toe before asking, "May I have your name and the reason you're looking for Mr. Leo Hart?" I took a deep breath and smiled politely. "My name is Annie, and I'm a marketer and event planner with Pleasure Hills Event Company. I've come to speak with Mr. Leo Hart about the possibility of our company organizing his upcoming birthday party." "Oh, I see. Just wait in the conference room for a moment. I'll give him a call." I nodded and smiled politely. "Thank you."

An event Herlington would remember forever, exactly as Cassandra had promised. And in the midst of all this grandeur, Hazel Anne Quinn stood like a living, breathing statue. She wore a simple, long floor-length gown in pearl grey—an elegant yet understated cut, befitting her role as the media liaison for the Daily Buzz. Her hair was swept into a neat bun, her face polished with flawless makeup that hid the dark shadows beneath her eyes. She smiled. The smile never reached her eyes, but it was perfect—professional, friendly, and entirely impersonal.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."