Lyssy Noel Novels & Stories

"But then again, Zoe's skinny figure is like a stick. She doesn't compare to the beauty of the Taylor family's daughter. In my opinion, she's not even as pretty as Liana. Why is Jasper's taste in women going backward?" "She's a musical genius. Maybe Jasper likes women with an artistic touch. Same as Liana, right?" At this moment, Jonah's phone rang. It rang multiple times before Alyssa could collect her thoughts and answer. "Lyse? Lyse? Are you there?" Jonah's voice was filled with concern as he called her name repeatedly. "Jonah," Alyssa softly replied. "Lyse, where are you?" "In Solana," she couldn't muster the strength for any extra words.

Rosy didn't buy the doctor's silence, but she knew about it. "Who is Rosy," Lily asked not immediately connecting the name to the one from the company. "Rosy, Derrick's personal confident," Lyla replied. "What! What are you saying, Rosy is involved in this? No, I don't believe you, Lyla," Lily said getting up. "Lily believe me. She was the one who called me when we were playing the game and asked me to take you to that baby shop. She didn't give me the details and I didn't know she had planned an accident though," Lyla said truthfully.

He heaved a sigh, sitting back before getting to his feet. “I’m here?” It sounded more like an interrogative than a statement of fact, but Lyssa didn’t seem to notice. The door opened a second later, and she rushed in with a spring in her step. She didn’t seem to realize there was anything amiss between them, and she barely glanced at Eli other than a nod of acknowledgment. She didn’t seem to be snubbing him deliberately. Rather, she was just excited. “I have a fabulous idea. I noticed last night you weren’t wearing any cosmetics. I was talking to my brother earlier, and he said he’s never seen you use them. With your background… Well, I thought maybe you don’t know to use them?” North clear

LYSSANDRA I shove him away before I melt completely into the kiss. I'm too angry to allow myself to be distracted, and there's also the fact that my phone is ringing. I jolt, search, and find my phone, then answer the call. Erden folds his hand across his chest, watching me with hooded eyes. “Hello?” “Your little trick won't work, Lyssandra,” Sadie’s voice sneers in my ears. “Excuse me? What the hell are you talking about?” I ask, genuinely confused.

, Isha, who was watching the whole show, called her to head over to do their duties. " How dare she deceive me; who does she think she is, that liar, that two-faced wench!" Noely fumed, mumbling to herself as she stormed away, " She said she wasn't interested, but she was after all; I shouldn't have underestimated her. How does she even do it? She attempted to kill the alpha and escape, and he still spared her. Is it that she seduced my Larsen?", Noely halted her steps and glared back dangerously at Elora to see her heading to the mansion with a blonde lady beside her.

Caitlyn was saying, but the woman had hung up before Caitlyn attempted to exchange pleasantries. She sighed as she brought the phone down from beside her ears. "Do these people not care about other people's health? Are they forbidden from exchanging pleasantries?" She chuckled. She dropped her phone and picked up one of the dresses. She was going to select one to wear to the party. The first one she picked was a green dress. Its length went past her toes. It had a slit that began from her hips and had a very tiny sleeve. Her collarbones were beautifully on display when she wore the dress at Shirley's store.

Ryan let her go and went back to kitchen to make coffee. Lyla stepped in with a very gorgeous woman behind her. The woman was had long brown hair tied in a ponytail. She was wearing a casual outfit, sweats with a shirt and had a tote bag hanging on one of her shoulders. “Sit down, please.” Lyla gestured towards the couch opposite to me. The woman sat down and her eyes locked with me. “Good to finally see you, Noah Carter.” She said with a smirk on her face. No matter how much beautiful her outer appearance was, her inner personality was making her look ugly.

And I really needed to stop him. “Emmm... Excuse me?”I raised my voice for the assistant. Soon, the fitting girl came in and I was taken to get dressed while Noah was taken to get changed. The stylist was called Lily, a very warm and lovely woman, but I could feel that she was very picky. "Honey, you skin looks so perfect! However, staying up late? You really need to cut it off. Your eyes are like pandas at the zoo. Late nights are the greatest enemies to women." She said, directing the makeup artist to cover up my concealer.

After putting his bag inside an old-wooden-closet, Noah turned toward the teens and frowned, “Who’s Lydia?” Larry gawked and then placed the duster on the rickety-study-table, “Are you kidding me? You don't know who Lydia Violet is?” he quickly grabbed his phone and showed Noah Lydia’s Woof account, “She’s the most popular influencer to date!” he pointed Lydia’s picture in a bikini passionately, “she’s also the sole heiress of the Violet Pack!” Olga snorted to see the picture, “Meh… she’s all fake!”

She watched him come with a pathetic but satisfied expression and then took her eyes off when he started stroking again, looking straight at her this time. Ew. “Elo.” Lysara’s voice came from the stand beside hers. Elowen closed her eyes briefly. “Don’t talk,” she said quietly. “The mistresses won't like it." But Lysara never listened. She's a petite brunette with faint strange markings all over her body. “I heard something,” she whispered, leaning closer to the glass. “From the maids earlier.” Elowen kept her gaze forward. “Lysara—”