Linda Fairstein Latest Novel Novels & Stories

The small café in the coastal town was nearly empty as Celine sat in the corner, her hood pulled low over her face. She glanced nervously at the door, her mind still reeling from seeing Linda in the marketplace. The woman who had once worked so closely with Caleb now sat across from her, a faint smile tugging at her lips. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost,” Linda said, breaking the tense silence. “Maybe I have,” Celine replied, her voice cold. “What are you doing here, Linda?”

Each time Casey glances her way, Linda feels the weight of her deceit pressing down her, suffocating her with the sheer enormity of her betrayal. She knows that one wrong move, one slip of the tongue, could unravel everything she's worked so hard to build. The knowledge weighs heavily on her, a constant, gnawing reminder of the consequences that await her should the truth ever come to light. As the evening progresses, Linda finds herself increasingly on edge, jumping at every sudden noise or unexpected knock at the door. She makes excuses to step outside, claiming to take a call from a friend, but Casey notices her strange behavior and begins to grow suspicious. Linda's attempts to cover her

BENEATH THE FACADE Behind the façade of wealth and power, a web of secrets awaits.. Chapter 98 Emily’s, POV I don’t know which broke first — my heart or the ground beneath my feet. I stood there, frozen, my fingers trembling around the edges of the kitchen counter as Nyla’s words poured over me like acid, stripping away every layer of trust, every ounce of breath left in me.

When they almost got to the door, Lara stopped and turned to her. "Listen to me carefully Linda, the rich would always protect their own. They would not let you off even if you weren't the one who masterminded everything. Tell them you had no idea what the tea was and that you added laxatives to it. That would reduce your punishment." Lara said quickly but Linda was confused. "What are you talking about...?" Before she could finish, Lara had turned around and had announced her arrival, and pushed her into the room. She walked in awkwardly and curtseyed to the old couple who stared at her expressionlessly, not even responding to her greeting, as they always did with all their servants. Before

My only goal was to leave out into the early morning mist, and call a taxi to take me straight to my office where my code was waiting. But as I reached the bottom of the staircase and moved toward the exit, I saw light coming from the dining room. I froze. Linda was sitting at the end of the table. She was wearing one of Cassian’s expensive silk robes and it was loosely tied around her waist. Her hair was messy and she was calmly biting on an apple. The moment my shoes lightly clicked on the floor, her eyes snapped up to meet mine. Then she let out a smug smile. "Leaving so early, Tyla?" Linda asked. “Is that correct?”

HIS EX–WIFE The moment the elevator doors opened on the executive floor, Linda's eyes lifted automatically from her desk. Then lifted again. Then narrowed into something distinctly investigative. Helen had barely made it three steps before Linda sat bolt upright, abandoning whatever she'd been typing. "Absolutely not." Helen blinked, slowing. "What?" Linda stood and came around her desk with the deliberate, measured stride of someone approaching a crime scene she fully intended to solve. "No."

“She won’t forgive me for this. She’ll build a new life, far away from me and everything we are.” Dex doesn’t argue. He just pulls me a little closer. “Come on,” he says quietly. “It’s time to go home.” I turn my head, taking one last look at the place where Linda vanished into the city. My eyes blur, but then something catches my attention—a bus rolling slowly down the street. It stops at a bus stop a little further away, its sides glowing with an enormous advertisement. It’s a double-decker, covered in bright lights and posters for a new exhibition opening soon at the MET.

I’m not going anywhere. __ __ __ __ __ __ Linda’s POV I got down from my car and strutted confidently into the Lancaster Group building. My heels clicked against the marble floor, drawing attention, but I didn’t care. I could already hear the murmurs echoing around me. "Oh my God, she’s even more beautiful in person!" "Her skin is flawless." “That must be Adrian’s girlfriend… she’s so elegant."

Holding her body as stiff as a live oak, her voice trembled as she said, T can’t thank you enough for your discretion. Rachel rose from her seat and went to stand beside the other woman. The sunlight, which had seemed so comforting before, dug harsh lines around Linda’s mouth. Her eyes were glassy, tear-filled and desperate, as they focused on everything except Rachel. Her complexion paled, turning pasty against the soft waves of her brown hair. ‘What’s wrong, Linda?’ ‘Nothing.’ She dropped her head forward. Rachel followed her line of vision to the enormous diamond solitaire on Linda’s finger. ‘Well, yes, actually, there is a problem. But there doesn’t have to be, not if you keep my secret.

Chapter 100 One day you will be back. Fae walked closer to the kid, about to feast on him with her claws. As she got closer, a strange force knocked her to the ground faster than the speed of lightning. While back at the party, Jasmine watched her sister talk to her friend with happiness. Linda seemed very happy. It made her wonder what would have caused Linda to commit suicide in her past life. No matter how much she investigated,she failed to find anything. Suddenly,an arm slid its way around her waist, holding it firmly. Her body reacted by tensing up, but she relaxed after inhaling his familiar scent.