Lois Stewie Novels & Stories

I laughed with her. “Please, get out of this cabin. And take your gun with you. I need to be alone for a night.” She turned her back on me, opening the book. Lois was an English teacher, major in 20th-century literature. And yes, she loved books, and one thing she had in common with Colt was reading. “Is this your way of telling me to go to Colton’s cabin and seduce him?” I felt my face and neck impossibly hot. “You can’t call it seducing when you both are on the same page.”

Something occur to me “Has Lois told you the engagement party is on Saturday?” I asked. “Yeah, it is going to be a small family party.” “Does Lois have any family aside her brother?” “No, just her brother.” “What happened to her parents?” “Died is an accident some years ago.” “Where is Lois from anyway?” “Arizona. She was born and raised there.” “What was she doing before moving to Texas?” I probed. “She was working for an ad agency. Why all these questions?” Dad asked.

It swung open, and a stunning woman in her early thirties emerged. "Hendrix! Louise!" She says with open arms as she welcomes us. She hugged me and then beamed at Hendrix right next to me. "I'm Eleanor Marie. It's finally nice to meet you." She extended her hand, and I reached out to accept it. "The pleasure is mine, Elle. I'm Louise Rose Stewart." "Yes. I know," she said, smiling at Hendrix. "Come on in." She spun around, and we followed her.

Then, with the same mischievous and gossipy look, he said, “Yo, our mighty chairman Mr. Stewart has a crush on someone? Which beauty can it be? When are you going to introduce her to your brothers?” Elior White gloated. “Ray Sierra, keep talking with that despicable attitude of yours and you’ll get bashed up.” “F*ck off! This has nothing to do with you! I’m asking him. Who is it, our mighty chairman Mr. Stewart? Which beauty has successfully captured our mighty Mr. Stewart’s heart?” A fist headed straight for Ray Sierra’s despicable face. Ray Sierra’s eyes contracted swiftly as he evaded the attack. He patted his chest and said, “Motherf*cker! Sean Stewart, you snuck up on me!”

Granny Lois, ever the vigilant guardian, saw right through Meg's charade. "Don't you dare lie to me, Meg," Granny Lois warned, her voice filled with a mix of anger and concern. "These girls are my family, and I won't stand for any mistreatment or deception. I demand the truth, right now." Meg shifted uncomfortably under Granny Lois's piercing gaze. She realized that her deceit was crumbling, and she needed to think fast to salvage the situation. "I... I'm sorry, Lois," Meg stammered, her voice trembling. "I didn't mean to upset them. It's just that I'm still adjusting to being their stepmother, and I might have overstepped my boundaries. I promise, I'll do better."

Coco said, then winked at her. Lia sighed, she couldn’t refuse the loveliness of Coco, “Okay, but don’t call me that in front of everyone. It’s very embarrassing!” Lia went back to her office. The desk phone rang nonstop. “What’s wrong with Miss Anderson?” Lia thought vexedly. “Hi, I’m Lia Reyes, Ivor Mitchell’s assistant,” Lia said habitually. “Ivor, I want to see Ivor. He promised me good things when we were together, now ignoring me as if I were a broken commodity,” Miss Anderson shouted.

I turned to the assistant. "Please take me back to the airstrip, I want to go." Finally, she spoke, but not to me but to the assistant. "Who are you, by the way?" The assistant replied. "The name is Lois. Leo's personal assistant." "And you must be Gwen." She said nothing. I used the name of the lady who messaged Leo, and from her reaction I was right. I continued. "Did he tell you he was dating me? Before you became the strange woman?"

“I did. I bought the tickets Thursday when I went into town to pick up the dog so Juliet wouldn’t know.” Stew grins at me, taking his Louisville Slugger from the boy when it’s brought to him, and standing, stretches his shoulders using it. “I’m jealous. I really am. I’d love to take Alice someplace for a late honeymoon, but we’d never find someone crazy enough to watch the kids.” From the bench, Walt Schieble, the township’s postmaster snorts, “Stew, last thing you need’s another honeymoon. That woman of yours is already always pregnant. How many are you up to now? Thirty kids? Thirty five?”

We weren’t exactly opposites, but we differed in some visible ways. Like for example Lois was loud and a spitfire while I was more quiet and reserved. We somehow made it work though regardless of our differences. “I call dibs on her tub.” Lois said. I gave her a smug look, “you have to go attend to the Forsythe Heir, have you forgotten?” She groaned, “that little shit. He’s always trying to hit on me and he doesn’t even leave tips. He also leaves the room in a complete mess every time. Only heaven knows what kind of whirlwind sex he’s having in there.”

Lois said “That tone that you can not but follow and do what they ask you to” “I wasn’t planning on using it, it just came” Emily told her “I know, your wolf must have been really upset with Allen” Lois said “She looked scary then” Nate supplied “Totally different, unlike the Emily we know” “That’s not true” Emily argued “Yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night” Lois waved her off, she got the channel she was looking for, it was a series she has been following now, on family planning, Emily and Nate exchanged looks, Lois must have been rethinking her decision then.