Lisa Kleypas Hathaway Series Novels & Stories

Lisa approached her, her irritation still simmering. "Hailey, what are you doing?" Lisa asked sharply. Hailey looked up, surprised to see Lisa. "Oh, hi Lisa," Hailey said, trying to sound casual. "I'm just reading." "Well, I've been looking for you everywhere," Lisa said, her tone still sharp. "You took one of my blouses without asking, and I need it back." Hailey rolled her eyes, feeling annoyed with Lisa's bossy attitude. "I'll give it back to you later," Hailey said, turning back to her book.

Chloe swallowed. "Yeah." I stared at the screen. "They weren't supposed to be back until next month." "Apparently they came home early." My stomach twisted. Hard. Because unlike everyone else, I knew *exactly* why this was a problem. Lisa Hart. Beautiful. Rich. Popular. Dangerous and completely obsessed with Dylan Winthrop. She'd been obsessed for years. Everyone knew it,Everyone. Especially me. "Oh my God." Chloe looked nervous now. "What are you going to do?" I looked at her.

she said as she stepped into her room and slumped on the bed. "Okay then, let me allow you to rest; I would be in the kitchen to make some breakfast for you quickly if you don't mind; I am sure you would be tired by now given that you didn't return last night," Doyle said as she walked away from Lila towards the kitchen. Lisa was finding it difficult to focus on the project that got her into the world of this charming billionaire, and now she is caught in a web rivalry that poses a threat to his world. A few hours have passed, and she decides to head back to the hotel where Alexander was lodging secretly.

Lisa's mind was a whirlwind of questions and possibilities, each one pushing her further down the path of uncovering the truth. The weight of the situation pressed upon her, urging her to dig deeper, to find the answers she so desperately sought. Her mission had become a relentless pursuit, a burning flame that consumed her every waking moment. With each dish she washed, she silently vowed to follow every lead, turn over every stone, until Hera's whereabouts were revealed. “I'm really hoping we don’t get into trouble before it’s time for us to take action. But really what in the absolute hell could Hera possibly have been looking for before she got into a place like this!? I really wonder th

He inquired anxiously. Lisa took a deep breath before she could talk. She took a moment thinking her words correctly watching outside the window as they drove inside a big dark forest. She thought " such a perfect place to kidnap and kill someone." "Well remember that night you left me alone in the club?" She paused. " Yeah , what happened? " His body tensed his hand griping harder on the steering wheel. Something about Lisa words troubled him. "Well I kinda of got into places I shouldn't be. I heard something I shouldn't. And now Diana tried to kill me and then Don. He kidnapped and promised to take away my life. I don't even know who trust right now." She added a lump building in her throa

I ordered. "But ma." "How dare you try to question my orders? I am Kyle girlfriend, and I have the right to decide while he's away." I yelled, and she pleaded. "I am sorry, I will do just that." "Good, then you leave; you can't sleep." To be continued Oh no, Lisa is in danger, and what could Clara be up to?

“Threaten a child? Mrs. Whitlock, please. I am a corporate executive, not a madman. I seek financial dominance, not felony kidnapping charges. Clara was planted by Lily, that much is true, but I only exploited the opening she created by delaying the patent. I do not deal in domestic terrorism. That kind of amateur recklessness only ruins my public image.” He gestured to one of his guards, who handed him a secure, encrypted mobile phone. “This is the last communication trace we found from Clara Henshaw before she went dark. She was communicating with an anonymous number that traces to the Harrow Detention Facility and a second, active number that traces to a high-end flat in Stratford, regist

She collected it and walked discreetly to Hailey's room, arranging everything in its proper place and concealing the watch in a drawer. Lisa was unaware that Hailey's favourite maid, Lila, was on her way to clean Hailey's room. As she approached, she saw Lisa sneaking in. Puzzled and suspicious, Lila quickly hid behind a corner, watching as Lisa entered the room. "What is she doing?" Lila whispered to herself, her brow furrowed with concern. After a few minutes, Lisa emerged and hurried away looking nervously over her shoulders. Lila waited until she was out of sight before entering Hailey's room herself. She began her usual cleaning routine, but her mind was racing. What had Lisa been doing

Reinhardt fired back, voice sharp. Gertrude scoffed. “Why? Because you’re in love with her? Are you dragging the family into your… emotional indulgences?” Reinhardt’s jaw clenched. Before he could respond, Elder Julian lifted a hand. “Enough. Let the Alpha speak.” Reinhardt took a breath and continued: “For the past eight months, we have conducted deep research into Lisa Hathaway. We found something… concerning. Something that changes everything.” The elders leaned in slightly. Reinhardt’s next words dropped like a stone: