Linda's Tale Novels & Stories

"Let Kyle go." Linda picked up the knife, now covered in my flesh and blood. She lifted it to her nose and sniffed, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. "So obedient." She stood and brushed at nonexistent dust on her skirt. Then she walked past me, straight toward the warrior holding Kyle. "You did well, but… Julian said we need to eliminate the stain." She reached out and wrapped her hand around Kyle's small throat. Linda looked into my eyes and mouthed the words silently. "I lied."

Hence, he was viewed as the pride of the Parisians. Not only did he have many popular designs under his name, but his tales of romance that involved multiple heiresses were also lengthy. Three days and nights weren’t enough for a storyteller to recount his saga. “You know me?” Leo asked, rubbing his chin curiously. Tina looked slightly nervous as she introduced herself. “Of course! I’m… I’m your fan! M-My name is Linda!” “So you’re Linda the designer? I know who you are!”

Linda’s usually radiant face was pale; her eyes were brimming with unshed tears as she scratched nervously at the polished table’s wood grain. “Linda!” Casey rushed forward, enveloping her in an embrace that seemed to momentarily cocoon them from the reality creeping around them. “Oh, Casey!” she gasped between sobs. “I’ve been summoned here for questioning—the police think I’m involved in something terrible! They’ve accused me of using Henry to divert money from my Dad’s company into my private account.” “This Henry again?” Casey asked, pulling back to search her face for signs of deception but finding none amidst her despair. “Henry our accountant! He was just arrested for embezzlement,” L

She walked to my front, her hands gripping my chin as she spat harshly, “ No questions in here! Understood?” I shook my head, banging the chains but that motion was interrupted by a voice from the other side, “ You don't just learn, do you?” I looked up to see Linda standing there with a smile, she was dressed in a small red lingerie that had a thin wrap around her bulging hard nipples. My mouth opened, salivating because I wanted to have a taste of those boobs.

She was not oblivious to the way the rich and mighty behaved in New York City. “I swear, I’m Linda. You can ask my parents,” she said seriously. Oliver’s fingers loosened around her neck, and she inhaled deeply. Just a moment ago, she thought she was going to die, but she was finally able to breathe again. Sadly, she was not ready for what was coming next. “Linda, what is the first thing I said to you when you arrived in Spain?” Oliver asked. Lily was suddenly nervous. She forgot that the information she got on Linda’s phone would not be enough since Linda had seen Oliver and from her conversations with Gwen, even had sex with him.

Knowing that Tina's death would do just that, Linda bade her time and soon pinned her hopes on Bob, one of the mental asylum workers whom she saw getting a little frisky with another female patient. It was an opportunity, and she was really good when it came to seducing men. Hence, when Bob was bringing her food, she loosened up her buttons but hid just enough to entice him. When he started to show interest, she made her way to him, reaching for his belt despite her disgust, and knelt before him… - In just three days, Linda had Bob wrapped around her little finger and curried his sympathy so that he would help her sneak out, taking her to his home.

I didn't wait around to hear what he had to say; I ran off. I got to the office late, but I was lucky Mrs. Tanner was out on fieldwork when I got there. I met Linda, who was eager to share the nasty details of her erotic sex with her date. "Linda, please spare me the gory details," I replied while looking for a way to escape for my dear life. Believe it or not, Linda could be an oversharer most of the time. She once told me her weird sex fantasy was to be fucked while she was on all fours and barking like a dog.

Her carefully constructed façade wavered as she flipped through the pages. “Where did you get this?” Linda demanded, her voice low but laced with panic. “That doesn’t matter,” Ava replied, her tone steady. “What matters is that I know exactly who you are, Linda. The lies, the manipulations, the people you’ve destroyed to get what you want—it’s all here.” Linda snapped the folder shut, her composure returning like a well-worn mask. “You think this will scare me? Do you know how many times I’ve faced threats like this? You’re playing a dangerous game, sweetheart.”

Lady in Neighbourhood: Where is Bahu? Mother-in-law: She is in her room. Go and see her. Anjana can hear the voice of her mother-in-law. So, she prepared herself to meet the lady. Took pallu on her head and sat quietly. The door opened; someone was peeping from the curtain. Anjana could see her and with her smiling face, she greeted her and welcomed her in the room and to sit beside her. Now, imagine how you feel when there is no topic for conversation and someone keeps starring at you continuously. The same happened with Anjana.

I said to her Jenny went in front of the student crowd, getting everyone's attention. "Listen, everyone!" She clapped her hands "I know everyone already saw the picture of Miracle and me. I just want to clarify something!" She looked at me and smiled "Lily saved me that night. This bitches behind me locked me in the janitor's room, Miracle was there to save me." Jenny stretched her hand to me, asking me to go to her and I did. She wrapped her arm around my waist. I suddenly feel anxious with her touch and with the attention on me.