Lindsey Mann Novels & Stories

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

Lindsey couldn’t help but regret her decision of investigating the matter regarding Aaron, now that she misses important things and just knew that two of her closest friends are in trouble. “I should have taken this plan for the other day.” She whispers, hitting the gas at full speed and blaring the necessary signals for the emergency that she is heading for. “Alright, I’ll be there at the scene as fast as I could.” She confirmed and immediately hang up the phone. Thinking about the deeper mess that she didn’t expect them are in. Worst, she couldn’t get her mind off Aaron. The person that she didn’t think will hunt Sam like this. “Aaron Gilbert Wayeright.” She whispers with a taunting tone.

It seemed I had to fix his mess before I could even start on mine. Anna stood up angrily and faced George. "Come on ." George looked reluctant but quietly got up and followed her. I tried to call them back, but they ignored me. I sat there in the heavy silence. At least some things were clear now, first the entire team knew Ryan was gay. So what was wrong with Linsley? Why was she so obsessed with pursuing a gay man? Talk about the devil and it appears, she walked toward me. Her hair was in a messy bun, her glasses weren't fitting properly, her teeth clearly needed braces, and her dress... Well, we can say, it was a very wrong choice for her.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Damon: I stood in the hallway long after Lysandra's heels had clicked out of earshot. My hands were still clenched into fists, the tendons taut beneath my skin, but it wasn’t her departure that had my blood simmering. It wasn’t the woman who suddenly changed her mind about leaving to simply prove a point that annoyed me with what she was doing. It was Sienna.

I put my hand into his and he shook it gently. The last person which was the red-haired female didn't bother to introduce herself instead she continued to glare at me. "Introduce yourself to her Lindsey"Anita said to the woman. The woman called Lindsey didn't bother instead, she went back to her seat and pretended I didn't exist. "Lindsey is nice sometimes. She is just different" Anita whispered into my left ear. I looked at the Lindsey woman who was staring back at me and at that point, I knew we were not going to get along.

This could run deep and dense as hollow cove woods. Lindsey was out of bed by the time the sun peaked into her room. She was in and out of the shower. The nerves were giving her indigestion. She hadn’t told Jordan her plans and her household was still asleep to let them know what was going on as well. She had Serge on her mind, but she knew he was asleep. Lindsey grabbed her phone and bag and slipped out of the house. She half expected Clem to pop out and question her. At least she wouldn’t be doing this alone.

Dylan’s fists clenched and he felt like rise in his throat, he fought the urge to push the woman away violently. Not noticing the man's expression turning gloomy and the looks of pity from the twins Lily smiled seductively at Bai Sheng "Thank you" she said in a soft voice, no man could resist such delicate charms The man's brows furrowed as he stared at the arm that had just been touched, he wanted to burn his clothes, then his arm. "Dylan, it was an accident" Li Chen said trying to calm the man next to him. "Hm" Dylan said in response which surprised the two brothers, he normally won't listen to them and just.....

"Gosh, do you have to be so blunt? You're terrible!" The words, clear as day, sent my mind into overdrive. A man and a woman emerged from the mall's underground exit, arms wrapped around each other. The woman was wearing a mink coat, black stockings, and long boots. It was Lindsey, alright. I took several deep breaths to steady my racing heart. Once I felt calm enough, I lifted my telephoto lens and focused it on them. I had to see who this "Kenny" really was. When I finally locked onto his face through the viewfinder, my brain nearly short-circuited again. I was very familiar with this man. It was Kenny Hudson, the husband of Paige Hudson, who was the owner of Lindsey's dance school.

Standing in front of it, I trailed my eyes along with the text and my eyes widened in awe at the sight of the result. Lindsey won for the presidency.