Linda Monroe Novels & Stories

That person might be a candidate or a new talent. "Anna," Jenny called when she saw her. She and the woman walked up to Anna while Anna did the same. They met about five steps later. "This is our new talent. Her name is Linda Lowy. She's a model," she introduced her to Anna. Anna looked at her. Linda had a pretty face with a Latin accent with bright grey eyes, which shone slightly. It was her favorite color. And about her body, it was like a model in general. Tall but not too skinny. Her figure reminded Anna of her best friend, Rebecca.

~Sara~ Silence. She stares at me for a second. “That’s...” She blinks. “Impossible. Have you seen her interviews since she got out?” She reaches for her pocket and pulls out her phone. “She went through a lot in the hands of that wicked monster.” She holds her phone to my face. I see a video of Linda shedding tears in an interview. I must give it to her. If the Oscars ever decide to give an award for best crocodile tears shedder of the century, she and Lily would be strong contenders.

Linda's gaze remained fixed on the photo, her expression unreadable. After a moment of silence, she finally spoke. “Sort of.” Amira's mind raced with questions. What could be the underlying connection between Linda and Karina who was the target? After a prolonged moment of silence, Linda nonchalantly shrugged. “She's Karina Everhardt." Amira's response was flat. "So what?" "She is a renowned actress. My ultimate favorite. I'd be over the moon just to catch a glimpse of her," Linda confessed, her tone dripping with admiration and longing, a sentiment that only fueled Amira's resentment towards Karina.

Immediately, Jonathan's words resurfaced in her mind. Laurent. Again. Always Laurent. "I've met her a few times." Linda continued. "Smart." "Elegant." "Terrifying." "Sounds impressive." "She is." Then Linda hesitated. Long enough for Estella to notice. "What?" Linda sighed. "There are rumors." "What rumors?" Linda took a sip of champagne. Then casually dropped the bomb. "They've been talking about her becoming the future Mrs. Deveraux for years." Silence. The music suddenly sounded much farther away.

My mood turns three-sixty as I sigh. How did she find us here? This has to be the wrong time for a concert. As always, dressed to kill in dark shades and a beach hat to hide her face and beauty from her fans and predators, Linda walks towards our table waving repeatedly even when Dexter averts his gaze. Although he looks away, I can't help but stare at just how stunning she is. But why is she in a beach outfit? "Tch!" I hear a small click of the tongue.

When I found out that my daughter, Yvonne Miller, was selling her body, I was devastated. I couldn't imagine my beloved daughter in bed with an ugly old man. I was disgusted by the mere thought of it. I found out about this when I accompanied one of my clients to a nightclub. The pimp, Maria Cunningham, brought in several scantily-dressed young women, and I recognized one of them. I had seen her plenty of times on Yvonne's social media. She was her classmate, Hermione Stone.

There was no telling what she was capable of. — Meanwhile, Linda marched into the underground parking garage looking enraged. But the second she left public view, her entire expression changed. The fury disappeared. In its place came a vicious smile. “Navia Harrison…” “You’re finished.” She made a phone call, and a car quickly pulled up beside her. The driver asked respectfully: “Miss Vale, where are we going?” Linda calmly reapplied her lipstick in the mirror. “Where else?” “To see Leonard Bell.” Then she smiled darkly.

The lady said in a tiny voice, smiling. Liam gazed at her. it's obvious she's not worth being his secretary. She's dressed like a club girl. Her gown, clinging unto her, stops on her mid thigh. The upper part is decorated with a deep V cut, exposing her cleavages and part of her b**bs. Liam smirked... "What's your be name again?" He asked. "Linda!" She said smiling... Stylishly using her hand to push up her br*asts.

Some of them even recognized me as Gavin MAINA'S widow. @luckybutterfly:Wait, wait that is Ashina Warren the widow of Gavin Maina. It was recently reported that she have a boyfriend. I didn't know that she choose to be a mistress. What a shame! @Sassywife:Linda look fake to me. She is not a person to trust. She always wear fake stuffs. To me she is a fake ass bitch. This woman in the photo is classy and elegant. She can't be a mistress.

"Mona? What are you doing here?" Kyra demanded. Without replying, Mona moved aside to reveal an elegant elder woman wearing a black sheath dress. Her hair is neatly tied into a bun. Pearls adorned her ears and neck. She looked sophisticated and kind. "Kyra, she is my aunt, Linda from my previous pack. She was missing me, so i invited her over" Mona explained. "Hello Luna" Linda greeted politely unlike Mona. "Hello Linda, welcome to the Silvershade pack. Please make yourself comfortable" Kyra replied in the same tone Linda used.