Michelle Darnell Novels & Stories

Michelle could no longer tolerate Damian's repeated shades thrown at her. She stood up defiantly from her seat and challenged him. 'How dare you talk to me like that! Did you forget your place?' Michelle was heaving in anger and Sheena could not help but shake her head at the girl. Mirabel obviously still didn't know what was coming at her. Damian had assumed a calm demeanor. He relaxed into the sofa, raised his legs onto the small center table, and crossed them. He spread out his arm behind the sofa comfortably before speaking to Michelle.

“MICHELLE DAVENPORT ACCUSED OF ASSAULT.” “BILLIONAIRE LOVE TRIANGLE: SISTER DRAMA TAKES A VIOLENT TURN.” “MILLIE DAVENPORT HOSPITALIZED AFTER SHOCKING INCIDENT.” Michelle sat frozen in Raymond’s office, staring at the TV screen. She felt sick. Raymond clenched his jaw. “She’s gone too far this time.” Michelle swallowed hard. “What if people believe her?” Raymond’s eyes flashed. “Then we expose her lies.” A knock on the door interrupted them. Raymond's Assistant stepped in. “Sir, there’s something you need to see.” He handed over a folder. Raymond opened it.

I squeezed her arm. “So I’ve been told. Again.” She looked at me proudly. “Why not stop this conversation about secrets and classified infos Daniella? Let’s just enjoy this party. What’s the name of the celebrant again?” I asked. “Irisha Mitchell, ” she answered immediately. “Daughter of a politician.” I was impressed. “Hmm... I see that you are doing your homework well.” She gave me a pleased grin. “I have to at least show the guests that I am worthy of being called a Fancy Pants Club member, Mr. VP.”

Darnell’s date was Brenda White, daughter of a well-known politician who was famous for being a social media influencer. She was the first on the list of women Rakeem had brought to him, and he prayed secretly that he didn’t need to go on another date with another woman. She was gorgeous in the long black dress that she filled perfectly as a well-endowed, mid-sized woman. The cowl neckline draped down, exposing her cleavage. Her long wavy hair was a mix of brown and blonde, and her naturally pale skin was richly tanned.

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

That made me chuckle again and get a confused look from my brothers, I only shook my head letting them know I will tell them later. She ran towards him making him shift at once and try to block her attack but it was no use. She was too fast and too strong for him to be able to fight back. It was over in minutes his blood dripped down her mouth and she was covered in it over her head, shoulders and front paws. His mate was screaming from feeling him dying, Kenny shifted back and stomped over to her slapping her hard bringing her screaming to a complete stop. She was still fuming and her anger could be felt for miles I was sure, "You sat in that pack house pretending to be this packs Luna, tur

Once I reached the diner, I went inside searching for Michelle, but I didn't see her anywhere. "Ms., may I help you?" an old man said. "Yes, I'm looking for Michelle Howard," I replied. "Ms. Howard no longer works here. I got rid of her this morning," the man confessed. "Thank you, sure," I said, then I left the diner. Wait until our mother hears about this. Michelle got fired, priceless. Michelle is such a damn loser.

Wasn't this a clear sign of disrespect toward the project organizers? "Michelle is not just our friend. She collaborates with the Hunt Group. My wife officially appointed her as Hunt Group's publicity ambassador. And Barney… who told you that Michelle is the only representative for this bid?"

At the company's quarterly review meeting, Joey's girlfriend suddenly turned to me and snapped. "Where's your common sense? Go prepare everyone something to drink!" Everyone was stunned as she slammed a stack of documents onto the table. "Don't think you can coast just because you're Joey's older sister. Shaw Group is a major corporation, and we have no room for nepotism here." She then scanned the room, and her tone softened. "Since everyone is here, I have an announcement. Effective immediately, Cheshire is no longer authorized to participate in any of the company's core operations. From now on, the only work she'll be assigned is making drinks and running errands for everyone. "She'

I've been good, and I must say life is good. Delcan POV As I looked at Chantelle, I noticed that she seemed distant, as if her mind was elsewhere. I knew that she had been through a lot, and I wanted to help her in any way I could. "Chantelle, I know that you've been through a lot, and I'm here for you," I said. "You can tell me anything, and I'll listen." Chantelle looked at me, her eyes filling with tears. "I don't know where to start," she said. I took her hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Start at the beginning," I said. "And take your time. I'm not going anywhere." Chantelle took a deep breath and began to speak, her voice shaking at first, but gradually growing stronger. She told me