Louise Spencer Novels & Stories

Everyone stopped dancing and Catherine went to Lyra. Lyra was surprised when Catherine hugged her from the back and lifted her up then twirled her as soon as her feet was down. Catherine snaked her hands on her shoulders to her head while Lyra ‘dance-like’ avoided Cath’s by spinning her head and then she tiptoed away and then did the second arabesque while Catherine pushed Lyra’s foot, the one on the air, making her twirl and stopped in front Catherine.

She encouraged her sis Mrs. Phillip knew that Lizzy's word of encouragement is to put a smile on her face. Deep down, she feels sorry towards Lizzy. She's just staring at Lizzy Enough of your stare aunty, let me and go dress up. Let OREB'S VENTURES feel me today. She catwalk inside Her aunty was just laughing. . For the past year now, Lizzy has become famous in the city as the most beautiful model, every company is looking forward to having her as their model

Work was more hectic than usual and Carmen came down with a stomach flu overnight, so I had to ask my Mom to take care of Penelope again while I was overseeing the anniversary party at work. My mom didn't mind watching her, she never does. But she takes care of Penelope while I work 5 days a week, so I'd rather not over burden her if I don't have too. She has a life of her own! The floors of The Ritz ballroom were sparkling after the third coat of wax. The table arrangements were of white lilies in tall crystal vases placed in the centre of each table and the draping of gold curtains from the ceiling made the room look elegant.

Indeed, that was the only way to silence her. Meanwhile, Spencer had been gloomy since he'd entered the room and seen that both seats beside Lucille were occupied. On top of that, Jessica kept calling her "Lulu", which annoyed him. Noticing Spencer's moodiness, Ethan giddily commented, "Looks like Luce doesn't limit herself to enjoying just one gender. Plus, everyone around her has impressive backgrounds. One's the Moore family's heiress, the other's a piano prodigy, and now we have a popular star."

Charlene followed suit and kept a straight face while Louise started smirking. She’s a pretty well-known wolf across the kingdom. Who would not know her? Louise the ‘conqueror’ — no one in this kingdom feared not this woman. The King’s daughter who overthrew her siblings and is now one of the best candidates for the throne. “Louise,” “Char, I’m telling you, you can go after you greet the King,” Louise told her once again. Charlene looks down at her feet as they make their way to the throne.

Sure, she was quite petite but she was blessed with finely shaped breasts and an hourglass figure. After the fitting, Amelia was asked to sit down. She sat beside Damian and the lady gave her a notebook full of sketches and asked her to pick what she liked. Amelia flipped through the pages and stopped when she saw a light pink dress that revealed the collarbone with long sheer puffy sleeves. The dress's skirt was filled with small embroidered flowers that made it seem even more beautiful. Amelia stopped and stared at it, her sunset eyes shone radiantly. "You want that?" Damian asked.

After knocking, he entered. "Lily, do you have a photo of Abigail?" he asked. Lily got down from her bed and fetched her diary. Opening it she brought out a picture of the family on her birthday. "This is Abigail Shawn," She pointed at a young lady standing next to her father, with long wavy black hair. "She didn't like taking pictures. We forced her to take this picture," Lily revealed. Luis scanned and sent the image to his friend to search for details of her using the image.

Unfortunately James remained too alive in her life, traumatizing her in every possible way. "Relax, rest assured that in here and while you are under my wing no one will touch you. I'll be right here, wanting to see all the looks." Louise tried them all on, they were all perfect and even though it seemed like a miracle I got all the numbers right. After trying them all on, she chose a long dress that had a detail from the waist down to the heel, a whole sexy opening. "Are your eyes amethyst?" I had never noticed that, because she never looked up.

I eyed the gown, sprawled out on the bed as a took a bite of toast. Louise is as efficient as she is beautiful that's why I kept her with me as my only and personal maid. She knew exactly what I wanted and did it the best she could without waiting for me to tell her. She knew I didn't like flashy clothes that's why she brought the black gown and added her own touches knowing that it would still make me look beautiful.

At that, he took his gaze to the spiral staircase coming from the first deck of the palace. Previously, anyone would have mistaken this for a luxurious carnival where the ton came to show off their wealth. But that assumption would have been corrected at the moment, because there came the Princess of England, Celeste Louis, in all charm and glory, stalking down the stairs with tons of maids by her side. Philip Forland looked up at her finally felt that heavenly aura everyone else felt. She was an unmistakable blonde with skyblue eyes as innocent as those of an infant. Her head remained low while she took most of her descent down the steps.