Linda's Tale Novels & Stories

"What? But it’s Monday—" "Shhh." Linda’s warning cut through the air like a blade. Her gaze darted to the walls, then back, leaning in so close Chloe could smell the bitter coffee on her breath. "The walls have ears. Listen carefully—I’ll only say this once." A cold thread of unease coiled in Chloe’s stomach. As she stayed perfectly still. "We’re going somewhere. Somewhere important." Linda’s whisper was venomous, each word dripping with something dark. "It’s time we solve… the Lyra problem."

-Stephanies opinion- I immediately rushed to Linda's side, my heart heavy with sorrow for her and her fallen mate. "Linda, we need to get you out of here," I urged, trying to pull her away from the devastating scene. Linda clung to her mate's lifeless body, tears streaming down her face as her sobs echoed through the empty space. "We have to go," I pleaded, knowing that staying there was too dangerous. But amidst her grief, Linda's eyes glowed with an eerie intensity, and I realized that something within her had awakened—a power that would shake the foundations of our world.

* * * * * * IRA's Pov It turns out that Linda is a really good doctor. It's been only a day since I woke up in Lior's house, broken and unable to lift even a hand. But now I am sitting up on the bed. My wounds doesn't hurt like toothache anymore and I can feed myself. With their food of course.

Banishment would mean being cast out into the unknown, without resources or support, at the mercy of the harsh wilderness surrounding Nedan. But just as despair began to consume me, a faint voice called out from the entrance of the hall. "Wait!" All heads turned in unison, their eyes widening in disbelief as Linda stepped into the room, holding a small bottle in her hand. Her appearance was disheveled, with dirt smudged across her face and leaves tangled in her hair. She looked exhausted, but there was a glimmer of determination in her eyes. "Linda!" I gasped, relief flooding through me. "You're safe!"

Even though the air conditioner was on, the enthusiastic environment still made Linda sweat profusely as she kept fanning herself with the fan in her hands. She was even more excited than Cordelia. She had been looking here and there ever since she stepped into the venue, and she nearly screamed when she saw those topless, muscular men. “Linda, calm down,” said Cordelia. “I won’t bring you here again if you don’t behave yourself.” “Are you my friend or not, Lia?” Linda said as she pinched Cordelia. “How can you only bring me in now when your husband has such a great resource? Tell me honestly, do you want to claim it all for yourself?”

“Well, we could use an extra set of hands. Things get busy around here, especially during market days. How about you start tomorrow morning? We can do a trial run and see how it goes.” Lilah’s heart soared. “Thank you so much! I promise I won’t let you down.” “I’m sure you won’t,” Linda said, wiping her hands on her apron. “I’m Linda, by the way.” “Lilah,” she replied, shaking the woman’s hand. ---

"What the hell—" A mischievous grin tugs on Linda's lips as she looks to me. "Pick it up." I freeze. "What?" "I said..." She steps forward."Pick. It. Up." Sandra immediately steps in front of her, covering the gap between us. "You’re out of your mind, Linda. You think Sara will clean that up?" Linda tilts her head, a cruel smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. "If she doesn’t, then I’ll have no choice but to reveal the truth about what you all did to me. You wouldn’t want that, would you?"

Hope flickered in Linda's eyes as she began, "I know she’s from Larbor City. She was a girl who contacted me a week ago and made me an offer. She wanted me to drug Mrs. Tudor and guide her upstairs. I wasn’t supposed to be involved in anything else." “What did she look like?” Russell asked. Linda shook her head. “I couldn’t see. She was wearing sunglasses and a mask, covering herself very tightly.” Russell continued, “Where did you meet?” “In a park,” Linda replied, “specifically one without any surveillance cameras.” Russell’s brow furrowed. The trail had gone cold again. "That's it?" Lucas' cold voice broke the silence. Linda's body trembled. "That’s all I know, I swear! I’m not lying, ple

I'd taken that figurine from my study and planted it in the guest room earlier, while Linda and Casey were busy toasting each other. Linda hadn't just found it. She'd photographed it and posted it in the group. I opened my phone and saw the latest reply. [OP LLLIN: Found it! Turns out she's actually a pretty famous author! Ha—she NEVER bragged about being this big!] [FFFYEP: Move fast! Check her novels, see what we can use!] A few minutes later, Linda updated again, practically vibrating with glee. [OP LLLIN: Got it! She's got this thriller from a few years back where the main character takes revenge for a girl who jumped to her death. The MC steals corporate secrets and basically destroys t

After hearing my words, a ripple of something, surprise or perhaps calculation, finally disturbed the icy surface of Linda's eyes. "What makes you think you're capable?" "Countless women have tried to climb Alexander's ladder. All left with their pride in shambles." At this, a sneer tugged at Linda's lips. "Do you think you're smarter than a Columbia grad? More graceful than a ballet prima ballerina?" I flipped my finger. A single, deep red sandalwood prayer bead rolled across the polished tea table, coming to a stop right before Linda. "But did any of them," my voice dropped to a whisper, "ever walk away with a piece of him?"