Novel & Cerita Lindsay Stratton

I said to her confidently. “N… no, you got the wrong person.” She said as she began to stutter her first word still looking over my shoulder at Andros. “No, I got the right person. Even if I did not you disrespected the daughter of John Stratton.” “He does not have a daughter so hot guy behind you is available. Which means I did nothing wrong, I cannot be fired.” She said smugly. “Let me introduce myself. I am Analina Stratton the lost daughter of John and Liliana Stratton and the lost sister of Jonathan Stratton.” At this she looks over at my father who just nods at her, and we all watched as the blood drains from her face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disrespect anybody.” “Well, you are co

L. All eyes snaps to Prince Callum as he gracefully rises, offering a courteous wave to the crowd. And the partner’s initials are… L.W.” Linda Williams! Pipers and Lindsay's distant cousin! she leaps up, her face filled with joyous disbelief as she waves at Callum whose mouth has dropped open in a perfect “O” "No way! That thing?!” Her cousin Lindsay explodes, jumping to her feet. “She’s uglier than a troll. She can't possibly win a famed prince!”

She looks at me, then smiles, knowing she caught me staring at her lips. Bish please, I was looking at the poor work of makeup. I could have done better on her face. She stares at me, my clothes, then at my hair. "How can I help you, sir?" Sounds impressed. "My name is Ethan Stone. I am here for an interview. Can you help me with that?" I say in a silky, manly tone.

Clearly, everyone believed what Bianca had said initially, so they did not see anything wrong with what happened to Scarlett. "Speak!" Lucian said, angrier than ever. Because of his history with Bianca and his hatred for Nikolay, even he was conflicted about Scarlett's innocence until now. "It was lady Stasia and Gregory Olsen that planned it. Stasia noticed his interest in the Luna and told Gregory that Luna was a Vladislav and that if he woke up beside her, the Alphas would have no choice but to send her away with him. Of course, Stasia and I knew that wasn't true, but he did not. So we plotted against her. She was innocent. The stranger never slept with her. I locked the door to the apart

Thinking about it, Lindsay took a deep breath and got more and more confident. “By the way, who is her sister? Is she a student of how school?” “I think so, didn’t they take the exams together?” Someone asked curiously, Lindsay showed a sinister smile looking at the two people on the carpet. “Her sister is Priscilla! Oh over there, she is the one walking on the carpet in the sky-blue dress.” There was an uproar all around. On the red carpet, Nancy noticed the stares from the crowd and felt something was wrong.

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

Got any brothers? “Omigod, Caleb, he was looking for redheads on an online dating service. Look.” As if Caleb already wasn't. His heated breath caressed her neck while he looked over her shoulder. Diana’s breathing slowed as she clicked on the attachment. After several excruciatingly slow seconds, the picture appeared. “It’s her,” Diana said. “I recognize it from the police photos in the papers—the murdered girl, Linn McGowan.” She hurriedly looked through several more emails, finding pictures of four more redheads from the online dating service.

Mabel said politely, flashing the company credit card at the doorman, "under the name Greyson Elliot." The doorman nodded, "your 10 o clock is here, Vivienne," he said into a walkie talkie before ushering us towards a blue velvet sofa. We'd barely sat down when a bottle blonde in an impossibly tight black pencil skirt and a pair of shoes so obviously designer even I knew they cost more than most people's monthly rent with patent leather and the signature red sole came tottering towards us. "Mabel," She beamed enveloping Mabel in a tight hug. "And this gorgeous young lady must be Zoe?"

She asks sweetly and I happily nod my head while Lucas just stares at her. “So to start with the most obvious one. No, I am not his sister, we just work together.” She answers and my eyes widen. “Oh god. Don’t tell me you work in IT.” I say as I remember Carter telling me his ex-used to work with him. “Oh, so you did tell her about Angela.” She teases Lucas and he just rolls his eyes, “No, I am not Angela, his ex and to put you at ease. I am happily married with a kid. Lucas and I are just coworkers. Well, I am his boss actually.”

Chapter 9 Caitlyn was standing beside her gate when Martin arrived in his car. She was wearing a black leather skirt that stopped way above her knees, a small white top that clung to her body, a black leather jacket, and a white shoe to match. Martin swallowed nothing as he stared at her. He was mesmerized by her beautiful face and body. He cleared his throat nervously, winded down, and poked his head out a little. "Get in!" He ordered her. She smiled and quickly rushed to enter the car.