Linsey Hall Novels & Stories

So I have to be on time for the meeting. —Okay, go, I love you, take care of yourself. "I love you too, see you," Luciana said before hanging up and immediately leaving for the company. She had arrived a few minutes before the meeting, and when she was in the hallway that went to the meeting room she heard crying, which was He was surprised, he followed the sound and found a small girl, beautiful, with black hair and waves, her eyes were brown and she had a beautiful mole near her nose on the left side of her face that was under her secretary's desk.

The room was quiet as everyone stared from her to the brave lady. "Introduce yourself," Lindsey said turning towards her. The lady smirked. "You are new here, so I think you should start with the introduction," She said making Lindsey scoff. Lindsey turned to Joyce who was seated left beside her as if directing the question to her. "She's ms Lilian, head of the team one department, in charge of fruit selection and refining," Joyce said. "Hmm, that's such a high-profiled job for you, don't you agree with me Ms. Lillian," Lindsey asked shifting her gaze to her. Ms. Lillian scoffed still staring deeply into Lindsey's eyes.

the trembling, aged voice of the housekeeper, Lindsey, echoed in the hallway. "Lindsey, relax, okay?" The voice of my cousin, Lila, was like nails on a chalkboard – irritatingly youthful and full of a false sweetness. The sickly sweet, nauseating smell of her shitty perfume invaded the room before she did, mixing repulsively with the smell of dust and stagnation. Lila entered without ceremony, her short, colorful dress violently contrasting with the sobriety of the environment. Her eyes, always sharp and snoopy, scanned the room and, for a fraction of a second, landed on the floor, near my feet, where the revolver had been visible for a moment when I picked it up.

he commented, putting down the cup. "I know right." While I was staring at him, his gaze was drawn to something else behind me. His eyes widened, and his expression looked like he just saw a ghost. When I turned behind me, I spotted Lindsey walked in. She met Daniel's eyes, stopping behind us. She was in a tight glittery dress, her face was plastered with little amounts of makeup, and her wavy brown hair cascaded flawlessly down her back. She looked a lot like Kourtney, minus the fake tan.

Goddess, I might actually swoon. “Thank you… and thank you for rescuing me just now,” I say, trying not to sound too breathless. Lincoln smiles again, his silvery eyes sparkling. “It’s my pleasure…” “Oh, Zahra. I’m Zahra Larkin, from Blood Moon.” He nods as if he already knew, his smile widening. “I know. You’re all anyone has been talking about all day. I look forward to seeing the rest of your bouts.” With a small bow that’s both regal and charming, he turns and walks away.

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

"South stairs. Let's go." "The south stairs are a slaughterhouse," Lina said, planting her bare feet on the wet stone. "I cleared 'em two minutes ago. Stop talking and move!" "Jane Sweet is on that landing, you idiot," Lina hissed. "She’s not here for the money. She’s here for me. You open that fire door, and she’ll have your throat open before you even see her." Tate froze, eyes darting to the shadows on the glass. "You’re a goddamn journalist. Since when do you play tactical lead?"

I said. "Well, well." Mother looked at the camera with a smile, and said, "Greetings, ladies and gentlemen! This is Ophelia Maine, a former model from the old golden years. It's a pleasure to be back to the exposure of the media again. And more importantly, it's quite considerate of everyone to give me a chance to host a talk show with my wonderful daughter, Charlotte." Everyone's attention was on hers, like a queen who holds the entire stage on top of her palm. "But yet, the surprise isn't over yet. Let us welcome another guest who will be with us today… Jake Hayes!"

I tried to get away from the subject " Liny, these are my parents, Carl and Selena Hurst and this is my friend Charlie.” " Hello, Evangeline Adamos.” Liny introduced herself before watching Charlie for a while after shaking hands with my parents. She was the complete opposite of Theon, her personality seemed to be lively, and at some moments even a little inconvenient, while he was more centered. " Hey, are you the one who worked with her?" Liny asked Charlie. " Yes, we both danced together.” " What's it like to work with her? Was the money good? Did you have fun?”

“Mrs. Hall, I’d mind my own business if I were you. Does Mr. Hall’s illegitimate son call you ‘Mom’ as well? Or are you a decent person and never spent a night out with other men?” For a moment, Thomas didn’t even comprehend her meaning. But Lynsey’s body stiffened instantly, trembling involuntarily. Chris glanced back at Nina. Seeing how confident she looked, he assumed she had evidence. When the couple both fell silent, Nina rubbed her forehead with her fingers, a wicked smile glinting in her eyes. “On the 10th of last month, at the Lumen Hotel—Mrs. Hall, were you there with Mr. Hall? If I remember correctly, Mr. Hall was away on a business trip, wasn’t he?”