Mrs Nice Novels & Stories

"Nova?" I turned at the sound, at the friendly, warm voice. "Mrs. Miller!" I smiled at once. Rita was beautiful in navy blue with tasteful silver embroidery. As she smiled, I felt a strange kind of peace. As if someone was still very much with me. "You are looking lovely, my dear," she murmured, as I reached over to peck both cheeks. "You really do suit up like royalty." "I scrubbed up to family standards," I replied with a smile that was half-fluke.

"She was doing a perfect role before you decided to come back and claim the name of Mrs. Hales. Since you got it, keep it well, or you might even lose that title." Nicole's face turned red in rage, "Steven Hales!" She screamed. But I remained unfazed. "Don't bother, I have made up my mind," I said, my attention drifting to the nanny Nicole had hired for the twins. The woman's makeup was overdone, her uniform indecently short, and I could swear I saw signs of Botox enhancement on her face. "You, come here," I called out to her. She came over, her movements provocative. "Yes, sir," she purred.

"Marion, what are you doing over here? I've been looking for you for ages. Everyone's waiting for you to go on stage." She reached Marion's side, her gaze falling on Debra. She extended a hand, her voice sweet and polite. "Are you Mrs. Nichols? I've heard so much about you. Hello, I'm Cathryn Bernard." Debra took a good look at Cathryn. She was elegant, with the classic look of a high-society lady. Her every movement was poised and gracious. Debra extended her hand politely, but just as they were about to shake hands, Marion pulled her back and strode off towards the crowd.

"The surgery will definitely be successful. You'll become healthy in no time." "After your recovery, I'll make you your favorite dishes," Mom chimed in lovingly. Simon suddenly pulled out a dazzling moonstone necklace. "I bought the necklace you fancied at the auction last time. After the surgery, I'll put it on for you!" They were all so focused on Laila that none of them remembered that I was also about to undergo surgery. I thought I was used to being neglected. But as I neared the end of my life, the sight before me still broke my heart.

I wondered if he was upset about me calling his girlfriend rough hands. I looked to the left and saw Mrs Mark pushing a baby troller towards us with a big smile on her face. "Hey Nicole and Damon." "Hi Mrs Mark." We both chorused, while I crouched beside Molly. "Hey princess." I pinched her cheeks and she gave a hearty giggle. "I knew I was going to meet you guys here," she said in a tone that was weary, but she appeared to be cheerful. I smiled at her little miscreant and stood up to say hello to the baby.

A woman whose face could start a war. The woman moved with the kind of poise that could silence opera houses. Brown hair cascaded down in soft waves, framing a face that was almost too symmetrical to be real—cleft chin, long nose, gray eyes. The very description they had mentioned just minutes ago. Her dress shimmered under the lights. Every step she took was confident and effortlessly commanding. Mouths parted. Eyes flickered from Kenneth to her, then back again. Someone’s wife actually whispered, “Oh my God. Is she a model?”

So despicable "And you are as beautiful Mi Lady…such rare beauty you possess, "Janice said winking at Tina who couldn't hold a giggle. "Oh stop Mr. Christian" "Nonsense, call me Janice if you don't mind," he said and let go of her. Cassy was relieved seeing how whooped Tina was. Of course, it was expected because Janice's beauty was unmatched. No woman ever resisted his charm "Shall I start and oh…this is Monica, a friend of mine…and our new entry" Tina said, turning to introduce Monica. Janice smirked as he straightened up and fixed his cat-like eyes on the little firecracker. The wild kitten who needed taming

All she felt was gratitude and happiness. Mr. Jones seemed to be a nice man, one of the nicest she had met since her stay here. If the mother was nice, and the father was— summing up looks and courtesy— near perfect, where then did Jackson get his nasty attitude? She was led to the dining room by the man that welcomed them outside the building. His name was Theo and from what Maria noticed, Theo was someone Jackson cared about. Something inside her moved when she watched Jackson hug him. Already sitting on one of the expensively carved chairs was Mrs. Jones, looking as pretty and as young as ever in a red satin dress, Maria couldn't see the rest of it as she was seated. Her lips were a dark

They greeted and he nodded. “Heads up!” The woman announced and they raised their heads. Nicole couldn't believe how beautiful they were. For a moment, she felt ugly compared to them. “How are you girls doing today?” He asked. “We're fine and we're so glad you're back. Mrs. Roxy almost worked us to our deaths.” One of the models answered and they laughed. Easton chuckled. “It's good that I'm back then,” He smiled and they nodded. Nicole was amazed at the good relationship he had with his models.

Prescott, an old female butler of the Ascotts, is walking infront of her, as they are both walking their way to their Mistress' Private Office. After a few moments, Mrs. Ascott stopped at a certain door and wheeled around to face her. "This is our Mistress' private office. You may enter now." the old woman informed her. Kate nervously gulped as Mrs. Prescott slowly opened the door. "Madam, Miss Kate is here." the old butler informed her. Kate saw a middle-aged woman who looks so beautiful, and she reminds her of the the great Hollywood actress, Audrey Hepburn. She got a pair of doe-like eyes, a cute button-like nose, and a prominent jawline.