Lila Catherine Novels & Stories

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

he was probably with his other family, while I was here, waiting for his return. "Vivian Atelo is a fashion designer, and is Canadian based. Their children are in high school now, and... Lyla, I'm so sorry about this." Ivy threw the papers away and drew me into a tight hug. I felt my lungs collapse and my throat tightening in tears. Why did it hurt so much? I squeezed my eyes shut to control the tears from falling. I wasn't supposed to care. I should have gotten over Michael by now, but why... Why did it feel like my heart was being ripped out of my chest?

They had spaghetti, fruit salad, and a cake with a candle shaped 18 on it. Ellaine was forced to speak just to break the awkward silence, “Auntie, a while ago I met a strange woman. Her name is Margarette.” “Margarette? I don’t know a woman named Margarette living in the neighborhood.” “Maybe that’s because she’s living near the city proper. She has this shop selling weird stuffs as well.” Ellaine was not interested in eating her spaghetti anymore. She was merely poking it with her fork. “What kind of weird stuffs?”

Dhira also didn't understand, as she had only been instructed to keep it a secret that Liam was still good friends with Svarga. Dhira had no clue that he was determined to meet Catherine this soon. "Don't ask me about it, Cath. I know nothing," Dhira whispered. Catherine just sighed, her eyes refocusing on the event details on the tablet. Her lips curved into a thin smile, and the initial apprehension in her heart was replaced with a flood of ideas swirling in her mind. "Gistara...." Catherine repeated the name silently. "Arsila Gistara, is this the beginning of your downfall?"

“Miss Lily,” she said. Catherine and Keila walked back into the changing room. Catherine stared at the clothes with a dead look in her eyes. She held the rack and didn’t move. “Candace, Darby and now there’s a Lily?” she whispered. All educated, and we’ll bred ladies from distinguished families. She couldn’t contend, especially when the person she’d like to fight for was giving her mixed signals. “You like him, right?” Keila asked.

“If I had his kind of money, you’d never hear from me again.” Before I could respond, Lilac returned, a latte in one hand and a business card in the other. She slid into the booth beside Ariana with a smug grin plastered on her face. “Well?” Ariana and I leaned forward expectantly. “She’s a real estate agent,” Lilac said, holding up the card like a trophy. “Name’s Hailey. Thirty-two. Single. Lesbian.” She grinned wider. “And now, potentially interested in yours truly.” Ariana gasped dramatically. “Lilac! You’re unstoppable.”

Lila, on the other hand, felt her cheeks heated and turned red. She can’t help it, Lila’s lips slightly curved upward because finally, the person she’s been waiting for is already here, sitting exactly at her opposite direction. “Miss Santiago, continue.” Lila was brought back to reality when her professor called her. “Ah, as I was saying. I’m Lila, Lila Santiago. 16 years old from Sampaloc, Manila and my dream is to become a doctor.” Since everyone was busy with Lucas’ arrival, no one really cared about Lila’s introduction. It was okay for her, it doesn’t really bother her whether others may acknowledge her or not. But she was hoping to be noticed by him, Lucas.

When she glanced over, the pressure caused Nicola to be unable to utter a word. “Thanks, Mom,” Liam said with a smile. Catherine was completely confused. She never thought that Lea would speak up for her. It was absurd. “Sit down, dinner is about to start.” Old Madam Hill gave Catherine a meaningful glance. There were some things that did not have to be rushed. In any case, she would not agree to Liam and Catherine being together. Catherine was an illegitimate daughter and was unworthy of her grandson. ... There were quite a few celebrities attending the charity dinner tonight.