Lyney Lynette Novels & Stories

I say as I sit down and run my fingers through my coppery red hair, trying to decide what to do with it, and Lynette laughs lightly. "You look great though, seriously." Lynette says as she starts on my makeup, touching it up from the day and adding smokier black eyeshadow and two-toned red and black winged liner, then lashes and mascara. When I get a moment to pause, I look at her, and it's like she can read my mind. "Don't worry about the Alpha King. He's just another pair of eyes."

"Okay. Okay. I'll be there," Then, I ended the call. I ran upstairs to my room and immediately changed clothes. I don't have much time! Mama Lynette is in the emergency room right now. She's being hit by a vehicle. Whoever did this to her has no soul! That driver should pay for what he did! I won't let him get away with this!

His smile was captivating and it made her feel the warmth and safety of being around him. “What is your name?” Aiden asked. “I'm Lynette... Lynette Wesley.” Lynette said. “I'm not going to hurt you. This town is dangerous for sweet girls like you. I'm going to walk you home.” Aiden implored. “I would appreciate that.” Lynette chuckled. She was feeling safer in his arms. Though it was dark, she could see his alluring lips and enchanting silver eyes. His wavy black hair was messy and his jawline was close to perfection. They trudged out of the woods and slowly started a conversation.

Meaning Lily is the rightful heir of the Mingle International Company. "Oh, this is why Mr Mingle didn't approve of Derrick and Lily's relationship because he didn't want Lily to find out," Rosy thought still staring at the image on her phone screen. "I could make some money out of this," she thought knowing how badly Mr Mingle needed the document and with a smile plastered on her face, she sent Lyla a location and time for a meet-up. At Derry's apartment, Lyla was sitting on her bed drinking her juice when her phone buzzed. She smiled knowing Rosy had sent her a location for their meeting. She checked and smiled. She looked at her watch and she had two hours to meet up with Rosy.

Lynette groaned loud enough to rattle her spoon against the china. By midmorning, the four of us were in the black car with the tinted windows. Mason sat beside me, too close, his shoulder warm against mine, while Lynette lounged across from us with her phone in hand. Dean sat beside her, posture stiff with his gaze fixed out the window as if the passing streets were more interesting than any of us in the car. “You know, Liana,” Lynette began, scrolling lazily, “it’s remarkable how quickly you’ve adapted. A few weeks ago, you didn’t even know the difference between caviar and fish eggs. Now look at you. You’re almost… convincing.”

I ask you again: how are you and Lynne getting on? ‘Perfectly well. She’s a good worker, a quick learner, and has a strong desire to qualify by the end of her first year here.’ Nita crossed her legs, her cream silk slacks whispering, leaned forward and placed an elbow on the uppermost knee, resting her chin on her fist. Her brilliant, multi-colored blouse made his eyes hurt. ‘Are you,’ she inquired politely, ‘being deliberately obtuse, or are you really so stupid you can’t ‘see that Lynne is desperately unhappy?’

" yes, just remember tomorrow is my day off while you babysit! she squealed. Yes, Claire, I know! I said rolling my eyes and kissing Lydia who was currently watching TV. MR PIERCE POV As I made my way out of my room to the elevator, I saw Lynn and wow. She looked hot! Fucking hot! fucking hot! She was in a short black knee-length dress and 8 inches-high heels that showed off her toned longs, my dick was getting hard. Oh boy. Should I do something spontaneous, or should I be brave?

Chapter 43 A Liar. Sara Hewitt. "What happened next?" Glen's eyes shone in admiration as I told her the story of how I humbled Mrs. Lyla in her office. I shrugged and let out a huff of air, and with arrogance, I repeated my story. "You know... She was there, head bent over. Obviously crying..." I pointed out, glad that they were all listening attentively like loyal dogs. "Sage has finally shown her her place, and she was even trying to act all high and mighty around me." I chuckled, "She didn't stand a chance against me, you all should know that."

“We’ve chosen Lynnie Gold to represent the brand. Her return to the public eye has been highly anticipated after her absence from the industry.” The air shifts. Lynette. Her name is like a thunderclap, loud and inescapable. My spine straightens, the word echoing in my mind as my gaze locks onto the presenter. “Lynette?” I repeat in my head, the name like a spark reigniting something I’d been trying to extinguish all morning. She flinches under my scrutiny but presses on, her words spilling out faster now. “Miss Gold was a sensation before she left the industry. The media is buzzing about her comeback, especially with rumors that she’s working on a new movie and might co-host Heartbreaker.”

I can’t decide if I should make him breakfast, an extra-large coffee, or six shots of vodka, as he looks really exhausted like a tired pigeon. Ryan nods without giving me any attention while his hands' movement increases. He looks like Flash working with papers in a government bank. I leave him to do his work and walk towards my table. *Tring* "Hello?" I speak as I get seated in my chair. "Ethan! Hi, this is Rita. How are you?" A flirtatious, girlish voice comes from the phone. This bitch.