Lois Vore Novels & Stories

The woman hides her face in her hands. Theo stands up and places a hand on the woman's shoulder. - My handsome young David, threw himself from his bedroom window. He left a note saying that he couldn't bear to live without his lover any longer, and that now that he was dead, he was going to join him for all eternity. - The woman looks Theo in the eyes. – I'm nobody to tell you this, but listen to the word of the woman who, being an idiat, lost in one day everything she loved in life. The love, respect and presence in my life of the only child I had from the man I loved.

She shut the door behind her, she looked up and saw Leo sitting on the bed lost in thought. Leo was muttering something that she couldn't hear, Lois stood there looking at Leo who hadn't noticed her. "How can she be pregnant? She can't be pregnant and it can't be mine, she must be plotting something." Leo muttered out loud. Memories of what happened at the bar flashed through Lois' mind. She stepped closer to her husband, although they were bound by contract. He was still married to her.

The fallout from Elise’s sudden return was immediate and merciless. By sunrise, gossip blogs were buzzing with scandal. The top headline screamed across Sienna’s phone screen: “The Other Woman? Billionaire Damon Caldwell’s Secret Affair Exposed.” Her stomach twisted as she stared at the grainy picture of herself—taken outside Damon’s penthouse, clearly snapped by a hidden camera. The caption beneath it was cruel: “Meet the assistant who allegedly stole Damon Caldwell from his fiancée, Elise Laurent.”

He held Liora tightly, burying his face in her shoulder. “Only you… only you are real in this world, Liora. Never leave me, no matter what happens when we reach London.” Once Mavric began to calm down, Liora returned to her laptop. Her professional skill as a data strategist was being truly tested here. She used military‑grade forensic software to dissect the short video sent by her mother. “Sebastian, come here,” Liora called. Sebastian Vane approached, his expression more alert than usual.

Lois faked a yawn, blinking her eyes mechanically as Lorren served her her share of Lorren's-glare. "Because I like to see your eyes shoot lasers like they are doing right now." He was prepared for the object that came for his head. A note pad. "That's because you get on my nerves. A lot, Owen." "My bet is on them getting each other laid in two weeks." "Puleez...not this one. The newbee isn't another of his toys." Lois had a disapproving frown. "Oh really. With all the tension in their electric currents, there's no way their live wires are not gonna spark sooner than later" He chuckled as Lorren made a face.

"Your data is a fabrication, Voss." Adrian slowly, elegantly reached down and poured two fingers of amber whiskey into a crystal glass, his hand perfectly steady. "Is it truly a fabrication, boy?" He slid a secondary, age-darkened photograph across the table. It was Victor. Younger, sharper. He was actively shaking hands with a circle of six immensely powerful global tycoons. Standing directly at his right flank... was Adrian Voss. Outside the gate... Lorrie couldn't maintain her position by the vehicles any longer. Every baseline instinct in her nervous system screamed that Lorenzo was walking straight into a meat grinder.

I almost had an argument with the owner of this famous company? You are an Idiot, Caroline! AZER company were famous because of different clothing brands they have. Aside from it's good quality they always hire good models to represent their products. I was assigned as a sourcing manager together with Mr. Kevs. I will be his assistant and since he is an active advocate of LGBT, he keeps showing me some fashion weird designs yet super fashionable that he desires to present to everyone one day. I smiled because just like me, he has higher dreams too.

I conversed to Lil ora about my feelings like she was a real person. “I can assure you that your coming to Paris is not a big mistake, listen Lorena you have worked hard and studied hard, you deserve this scholarship and nothing is wrong with you. I understand how you feel and I would be nervous if I was in your place right now. Just trust your heart and forget the odds. I know being in the mist of strangers and new people can have a huge toll on you just relax, get some banana smoothie and get out there, show them what you got.” Ivy laid out encouraging words.

was Louis’ harsh reply. “You really expect me to believe this stupid happy family facade?” Said the fucking woman with a mocking voice “Have you not seen her well? You got interested in an eccentric goth full of piercings and with two kids out of nowhere... Please, Louis, you can tell at first sight what this is all about.” "Thank God you have a vagina and no balls, otherwise I would have castrated you by now,” Louis growled. "And get the fuck away from me!"

After all, the Chavez Group symbolized the royal family. I checked this client's information. Her name was Lorelei Pope, a werewolf from the Sunset Wolf Pack in New Jersey. However, I didn't think Vanessa was kind enough to help me. Lorelei was a celebrity, but her temper was a bit bad. She was even accused of turning her nose up at the staff at the airport.