Louise Spencer Novels & Stories

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

"Naomi, you take that garbage dress of yours and get lost!" "So my designs are actually so bad in your eyes!" At that moment, a sullen voice was heard behind all of them. Sherry and the other socialites turned to look, and their expressions changed rapidly! A woman wearing a sky blue tube top with a long dress walked over to them. She had a noble air to her and seemed incredibly majestic. Was that not… Cezanne's main designer and vice president, Lucy Spence?!

She wrapped her long, slender arms around my neck in a graceful posture that gave her an air of elegance and refinement. Louisa was my cousin. She was three years younger than me. Growing up, I have always considered her my best friend. She had got long, fiery hair that cascaded down her back in soft waves, giving her a wild and untamed appearance. Her big brown eyes were bright and expressive, full of intelligence and curiosity. They seemed to sparkle with mischief and playfulness, hinting at her fun-loving nature.

"She went to the room to deal with something. We don't have to wait for her. Let's eat." "No way. How can we not wait for the girlfriend you've brought home? That would be too rude of us!" someone snapped. Another chimed in, "Spencer's girlfriend is the rude one. How could she make all of us wait on her? Who even is she?" Spencer peered at Lewis, who sat opposite him, and casually replied, "She's no one special. Her name's Josephine, and she's an ordinary woman." He studied Lewis closely to see how the latter would react. Yet, there wasn't any reaction from Lewis.

February passes in a blur of loneliness and self loathing. March rolls in, and I still haven't step outside my apartment. I rarely eat, because i need to lose weight. Body Image is something I have struggled with for years. I'm a young woman of 23, with a non-perfect body, witrh fiery red hair, strech marks all over my ass and thigh I hate it so much. My mother was beautiful, tall, with black hair that flowed to her waist, and an hour glass shape, she was an angel, I've always wanted a body like hers.

I turned around in surprise to see an elderly and very small lady also with an English accent raising her wrinkled face towards Louis in a rebellious gesture. “Well, of course!” He exclaimed moving away until he reached my side and put an arm around my shoulders. "You interrupted something incredible with my fiancée." I will never be able to forget the surprised face the lady gave us before speaking. “Did you finally get someone pregnant, pretty boy?” she said at last, recovering from her amazement, "I must say I'm surprised it you took so long." " Silly old lady, of course not!” Louis exclaimed, though he didn't look or sound upset. "I'm in love, right, baby? Get old Betty out of that mista

She needed to quickly memorize all of that so that she could devise a perfect revenge plan. Nelson Spence - the second prince of the royal family of Spence - was currently her fiancé. The two of them met at the ‘Rose’ party organized by the queen when Alice was 16 years old. At that time, Alice - the daughter of the only Marquise of the Rothnor family - was compared to a living doll with a beautiful appearance that made others admire. But Alice's temperament at that time was very arrogant and childish. She even abused the power of the family many times to bully others. Other noble ladies were jealous, others despise, disparage, no one wanted to be a real friend with Alice.

"My name is Lizzy." "Good for you," Spencer replied and quickly walked away. For a moment he had thought that he actually hurt her whereas she was doing the same thing a lot of girls had already tried on him without success. As Spencer walked away, Lizzy stared at him. She had recognized him from a distance and pretended to bump into him in hopes of making him her man. If she could get married to someone like him, then she was going to live the rest of her life like a princess. What more could she ask for?

Every pack leader was around and only Alpha Ashton has not shown his face. Many of the ladies were starting to feel restless. They had dressed up simply because they wanted to impress that one person, but if he did not even come, what was the need of looking all glorious? They approached Lily, who had assured them again and again that Alpha Ashton will definitely come. "How come we don't see him?" "Maybe he was held up somewhere but I'm sure he will show up," Lily assured, but deep down she was feeling restless. Although she already had a mate and was about to be crowned luna, she couldn't control her thoughts from having some wishful thinking.

Her body, although thin from the lack of food, had filled out, she now had noticeable breasts, her figure changed and she now stood at a height of what appeared to be 5" 11. A typical she-wolfs height. Her green eyes were peircing, complimented by high cheekbones, a sharp jawline and a light dusting of freckles across her nose. Her plump lips sat directly under. She had her Dad's eyes. My heart clenched at the thought. I shook my head, in an attempt to steer my mind back to the task at hand. Brushing my teeth. I gave them a thorough scrub before rinsing. Now what? I didn't have any clothing, that was all still in my backpack back in the forest. There was no way I would be wearing his clothes