My Dear Lass Novels & Stories

You have only yourself to blame for your bad luck! With a malicious smile, he raised the syringe. I never thought that death would land right in front of me. I shut my eyes in despair. The next second, the doors to the cellar burst open with a deafening crash.

Chapter 8 Lisa’s POV *LADIES NIGHT* As usual, the maids brought in several outfits. I decided to go with the silver gown and heels with fitting accessories. They did my make up and I was all set. Ladies night is something I do for fun with my friends, that’s the only time I forget about work and other stress. The only moment I have fun. This time around. I decided to use my private yacht owned by the Graham for fun. This is the only time I drive my car myself, the others already on their way to the location I shared for them. We arrived at the location and we got on board with the team carrying out their duties…

He suggested. I felt surprised, given his initial disinterest. Now he's asking me out? "You mean tonight?" I asked again. "Yes, dear," he replied. Wait a minute, did he just said dear? Wow, this is something Cassian had not call me even when we were married in my previous life. Why is he calling me, dear? I can't be his! Not at all!! I'm here for nothing but revenge!!! I sensed something is off but I agree to the dinner invitation.

When I opened my eyes to look down, I found her kneeling before me, love shining in her eyes. Martina sniffed, but there was determination in her countenance. “I love you. Will you marry me, Marcus Ford?”

I knew I was going a bit crazy. Why did I need to ask him such details? I should detach myself from him if I wanted to accept this gift from Angeli or my siblings. Yes, I think this is a gift. Sleeping with this man is a present I wouldn’t return. He smiled again. My heart went crazy as he smiled like that. I knew it was wrong, but how could I control my own feelings? “I'm Tristan Luchavez. I thought you knew me, or is this part of the show? If it is, then it's working. I didn't know you were this beautiful. I always decline such invites, and now I kind of regret it.”

“Are you still not satisfied?” Emily did not respond. But the old man continued as if he was enjoying every second. “Your old mother’s house burned into ashes.” Emily’s head lifted slightly. “Your friend, that Chase boy, beaten half to death.” Her heart twisted painfully. “Who is next, Emily?” He leaned back in his seat, tapping his cane lightly against the floor of the car. “Hmmm…” His voice turned playful. Cruel. “Eenie, meenie, miney, moe.”

Declan looked out over the horizon; he said in an affectionate voice, carrying infinite nostalgia: "Fidelia, I miss you; I think about your day and night. But if we can't be together, I'll miss you for the rest of my life. I love you!"

“Pardon, but let me make it clear to you! It's you who asked the question first about if I am going to be an assistant what changes I can bring to you and your work, it's you who called me to your cabin. So I don't have any doubt on me and my confidential capability level. Now whether you choose me or not depends on you! I have many companies to join after I get out of here. For which I don't have any regrets. Hope this makes a clear clarification for you" “I see you are really a bossy lady!" “Pardon again! I am not a lady but a young girl whose age isn't like a lady nor am I married" “Don't worry soon you gotta be a lady by marrying someone as seeing by your bossy personality many guys will

The girls then started squealing and giggling and took pictures of his heroic action. "Miss, please refrain from using violence as the solution," he beamed with a smile that wins the ladies hearts. All aboard the Caspian harem! Choo choo! "W-Who are you?" Claire asked. "My name is Caspian De Leon, MY Ria's childhood friend. And I would definitely dislike you if you lay a finger on MY dear Ria," Whut? What's with the emphasized use of 'MY'? Since when was I his possession?!

I said as I hit his leg and happily jogged out of the club. On my way home, I bought the rotten potatoes for the old man on the night street. I'm back at home "As soon as I took off my head cap and shoelace, I made an announcement. "You must have defeated them to be happy this night." "Yes, Mr. Old Man! I was victorious! "Here," I said, handing over the potatoes and his money. "Congratulations! You make me proud every time," he said. "Says who teased me earlier!"