Lester Sinclair Novels & Stories

“I don’t need to, Ms. Leon, I’ve been around powerful men my whole life, I know the look women get when they think they’ve found one they can control – or fix, and I see that same look in you Ms. Leon, or should I say Skyla?” I stepped closer, my voice as brittle as ice. “Ypu don’t know shit, Ms Sinclair,” I muttered firmly through gritted. “I would gain nothing by controlling him. All I want is to destroy the man trying really hard to destroy me – bring him down to his knees. And if Xavier’s not standing in the way, then I don’t have a problem with him. Yet.” Her jaw ticked aggressively. “Enjoy your little theatrics while it lasts Ms Leon. But remember, you’re a scandal, I’m a Sinclair big

“Where is your boss?” Nicholas asked, his voice calm but carrying quiet authority as he looked at Jaxon standing respectfully in front of him. They were seated inside one of the most exclusive private lounges of the hotel... a hotel owned by Mr. Z himself. The interior was elegant and restrained, soft golden lighting reflecting off polished marble floors, the air heavy with luxury and silence. “It will take some time for Mr. Z to arrive till then, you can order something to drink,” Jaxon replied politely.

I wanted ginger right now and never wanted anyone to stop me from getting it. “Zara, Zara Hun”, l called as I made my way to the kitchen. “Am over here darling”, She responded loudly. “I have already made your ginger tea”, She smiled when she saw me standing up in the door way. I smiled sweetly too but my smile I’mmediately faded away when my eyes fall on Leslee. She was in the kitchen with her cold cobalt eyes boring eyes into me.

“I would never embarrass you, Mom.” From the proud look on her face, you could tell he was her favorite child. “Uncle.” Patrick stood up respectfully. Christian Sinclair. CEO of Sin Apex Technologies. The same man Patrick looked up to and looked forward to meeting again since he’d spent the last few years abroad. The same man whose room I drunkenly went into and spilled all my secrets to. He was Patrick’s uncle. I was so fucked.

Secondly; Sinclair's are always strong, they don't laugh too much which makes them cold to the others but deep inside they are very congenial. Thirdly; They never settle for less they stand on their two feet and bow for no one they are not afraid of anybody no matter who they are; Fourthly; A Sinclair must have the attributes of a leader as a Sinclair you must be brilliant smart and fearless and I can lead any of the Sinclair family in any branch. Sinclair’s has 5 companies and they are grouped into five different corporations. They are; The Skyline systems; owned by Rome Sinclair. The Stellar Sound Studios is owned by Rosalia Sinclair.

My mom simply turned to Zach's parents. "I really think this one's lost her mind. Trying to steal my daughter's children when she's still in surgery? And have you already forgotten why she's gone into labor this early?" Mrs. Spencer promptly dragged Tina away and slapped her, snapping, "You jinx! It's all your fault—my grandson wouldn't have been born premature if not for you!" Eventually, Zach came to his senses and signed the forms. "Please, doctor. Do what you can to save my son."

I was petrified. I could sense people storming inside the loft. By the footsteps. I could tell those were a lot. I got confident when I heard Nikola starting off with, ‘“Ah…Ah… my beloved sister-in-law before you start insulting me, I would like to ask what’s the secret ingredient you used that turned him into a sex freak from being so gayish…” I was beyond surprised to hear him say something to Luciano’s wife.

"Astro has agreed to help me, and I'm convincing Hale next." "You want me to work with you, I assume," Sinful muses, dipping his head back to look at the night sky, the stars glittering wonderfully. "Too bad Hale hates me, and would rather rip my throat out then do what is best for this family." I shiver, despite the warm water that envelops me. I’m assuming Hale is a Sin, one who I have never heard of before. If he is even half as terrifying as Sinful and Cian, then I’m not sure I want to meet him, even if the more powerful immortals we have on our side, the better chance we have against Stace.

I turned to Selene and saw how she was shaking in her seat but I couldn't blame her. She was sitting in the presence of my father after all. She must have felt my stare because she met my eyes before looking away but my eyes didn't leave her. It was the first time I was seeing her with clear eyes. If I had been fully in control of my actions, I wouldn't have touched her, even with a pole. I should not have had too many drinks, I said to myself for the umpteenth time. if I had just left early or held myself back when I saw her, I wouldn't have been involved with… her. She dressed like she just stepped out of a slum. Yes, there was that strangeness in the aura she gave off but the lowliness of

Stacy’s fingers trembled as she reached for the documents, her heart pounding. Just as her fingertips grazed the paper, Mrs. Sinclair smoothly pulled them away before she could pick it up. Stacy blinked, her gaze slowly lifting to Mrs. Sinclair, who wore a small, knowing smile. "I’ll give these to you after I’ve told the world that you’re now a Sinclair… a part of us," Mrs. Sinclair said, her smile not fading. Stacy’s heart skipped a beat, but she quickly replaced her frustration with a soft smile. "Of course, Mother. I completely understand."