Louise Spencer Novels & Stories

she stated earning a roaring laughter from Roman. “fine, you win be ready in 15” Camila jumbled off the couch with a huge smile on her face and headed for the stairs. She picked out a long black gown that didn’t hug her figure so that her stomach won’t show that much. She paired it with a pair of black flats and a silver purse. She didn’t do any makeup, just curled her hair and was rushing down the stairs. Roman was already ready there, waiting. He was dressed in a black suit and was looking down at his watch.

“But, my Lord… Elspeth is the eldest daughter, she should be Queen.” “She knows her place, don’t you Elspeth?” Elspeth who stood beside me after I blew her away responded only with a nod. “Very well,” Father sat back on his throne and announced, “I declare your coronation, Veronica Lorraine Glaiza Elizabeth Vane, be held a week from now, where the moon shall blanket the sun, and darkness spread like wild fire.” A smile curved to my lips, “thank you, Father.” He smiled back at me and said to us both, “you may now go back to your chambers, and celebrate this day… My decision is final.” The two of us gave a bow and left the chamber.

I mean I love her but she is crazy and high on baby hormones. Finally I was alone with my thoughts, which is actually not a good thing, now that I think of it. Nathan once said that Elizabeth is the kind of girl you simply can’t forget, you can try but you can never forget what her love felt like. I guess I am not that girl. I can’t ever imagine being that girl a guy would go an extra mile for, the girl that he just can’t get out of his head no matter how hard he tries. The type of girl you fall in love with at first sight.

The arrogance and pride in his tone annoyed me. "You're our half-sister, little girl. You're one of us. We've been looking for you for so many years and we thought you were already dead. That's why Zack was overwhelmed when he found that you were still alive. Zack has told Lycidas about your existence, little girl. And he's coming for you." "What?!" I was shocked. Zabel said, "His Majesty the King is coming to the camp for Lucas' wedding. And he'll take you away with him when he leaves. You're the King's younger sister, Louisa."

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

Tonight was not about memories. “Of course.” she smiled again, quickly regaining her composure. “Please follow me ma’am.” she said respectfully. We stopped at a row of gowns, rich reds bleeding into one another under warm light. Each piece was beautiful, but not all beauty commanded attention. I needed something that would. “Here we are.” Louise said, already reaching. Her fingers slid past two pieces before selecting one with certainty. She drew it out in a single, fluid motion. Silk caught the light, deep, dangerous red. The back dipped low, almost to the waist.

Louis was the famous violin prince, so he definitely could reach out to a lot of people. Not only that, but he was also an alumnus of the Royal Academy of Music. Kennedy was stunned. He thought Maisie would look for Helios, but he did not expect that she was actually talking about Louis. Although it was not a bad idea to ask Louis to become the spokesperson of Soul Jewelry, and Kennedy was certain that Louis would get the job done beautifully, would Louis agree since he had never become the spokesperson for any brand before?

It is only while she is getting dressed that it dawns on her what has been said in the phone conversation and she tries to speed up. Christopher Harris watches, as his girlfriend gets dressed for work in the early hours of the morning. He does not like the power that David Oswald holds over her. His friends have told him that this will soon change but he does not believe it. Alice looks more besotted with this man than she was with him. That isn’t right; it isn’t right at all. “What can be so important that you have to go into the office at…?” He looks at the clock and sees the time, “Fuck’s sake you’ve only been in for an hour?”

Louis remained behind, staring after them with a look Spencer did not miss. “You’re playing with fire,” Spencer said softly, walking up beside him. Louis didn’t respond. He simply watched until the couple disappeared behind the rose trellis, then turned on his heel and walked toward the palace. Spencer glanced back at Isabelle, who was chatting softly with Adrian again, this time more subdued. He should look away—but didn’t. He watched the way Adrian gently brushed her hair from her face, the way she leaned slightly into his touch despite the tension between them.

and we hadn’t spoken properly since. But somehow, now? It felt like… something was healing. Until she walked in. Louisa She glided in like a discount Bond villain, wearing white silk, oversized glasses, and an expression that said she’d just murdered a boutique assistant for bringing her the wrong size. Louisa. Of course. “Oh God,” Rebel muttered. “The Queen of Cheap Perfume and Even Cheaper Intentions.” Louisa spotted us, waved like a pageant queen, and marched over “Well, well, well. If it isn’t the runaway heiress and her fallen fashion friend.”