My Landlady Noona And Cote Novels & Stories

I answered. “She’s in the city,” he said. “Has been for two weeks. Damien.” A pause. “She’s been watching the building.” The room was completely still. “Send me everything,” I said. I hung up. Sat back down at my desk. Outside, fifty floors below, the city moved through a Monday morning indifferent and constant. Somewhere in it Lena Cole was watching my building. And somewhere in this penthouse Noah Carter was sitting at his desk with a text message on his phone and a question I had refused to answer.

“Can you manage to not embarrass yourself at the table?” No one moved. The whole room held still like it was waiting for permission to exist again. His stepmother opened her mouth. Noona spoke first. “All of you should be ashamed, bickering in front of a new family member.” She looked around the table, and people suddenly found their plates very interesting. Then she turned to me, her hand covering mine. “Forgive them, Rhea. Now tell me, what is it like being married to this difficult grandson of mine?”

Elio held our son, tucking the badge coiled with the black mamba into his swaddling. "From today, he is my sole heir." Cheers erupted, but the guests whispered in awe. "This Donna is legendary… ruling the Rossi family herself, and she's Elio Massimo's Donna too…" "Tsk," another sneered. "Heard the old Don Rossi shot himself. And Don Colombo… was found dead at the docks this morning. Enemy work, probably." In a corner of the hall, my consigliere quietly handed me a letter. "Madre… Don Colombo's final note."

tempted for the third time since Nova appeared to shut her up but I ignore her. “Because you're dependent on Kay doesn't mean other women can't be dependent themselves” Jade hisses and I mentally applauded her comeback, Catherine rolls her eyes and I smile, she is so scared of these friends. We get to the gate and press the intercom button, “state your business” a man with an English accent says, “we are here to meet Nova” “what are your names”, Liz rolls her eyes at the formality and I laugh. “Eliza, Jade, Kayden…” “I will buzz you in immediately”, a second later we heard a buzz and the huge gate swung open” we walked to the modern sliding door and the door opened. We were greeted by the b

Frustration at the setback had the men on edge as Mandla called his team. Salty winds whipped Abby’s face as Roman shoved her through the front door. The sparsely furnished safe house still spoke of home comforts. Two sofas stood in the right corner with a brightly covered handwoven throw draped over the side. An old wooden wall unit held a small television and a couple of knickknacks. Drawn curtains added to the ominous tension. A humble dining table sat on the left side of the open-plan living area, where Noleen sat with Gabe in her lap. Two burly men stood guard on either side. Two more men were watching soccer on the telly in the dim living room.

Lisa says to Gianna shooing her away from the front door. "Oh Basta Basta" Gianna holds her hands out to Lisa telling her enough-that's okay, in her usual Italian accent but without taking offense. Just by the side of the door, Lisa inputs her door code then she turns over to her friends and gives a friendly smile; with openness and kindness. "Gianna, Audrey and Sofia...Welcome to my - humble, expensive home - Ta da!" She flings the door open and their eardrum bell rings at the sound from inside the house.

“ Mom , the garden here is wonderful . How about we watch a movie in the movie theatre in the open . Would you like to do a small party like in the garden and eat dinner there . “ said Luna . “ Sounds like a good idea . Your husband may be home by then so I will ask you together about the details . “ said madam Lydia . Luna smiled excitedly as she continued to place the biscuits in the plates. After preparing the breakfast with her mother , Luna and madam Lydia went to the living room and started to chat while watching to . Luna was happy to see Kevin smile more than anything else . ‘ i hope he can be a good liar or creator of romanticism .. ‘ thought Luna with a helpless expression as she c

I say and Noah gives me the authority of Lady. She sits in the back with me and it looks like she is smiling at her previous family and saying goodbye to working days as at my home she could do whatever she likes but she also has to do some exercise. We sleep for most of the time and Ryan makes sure to be friendly with Lady as he wants excess to me. When we reach our apartment building, Richard, Heather and Theo decide to stay with Ryan. We take the lift to my floor and I say goodbye to them and enter my haven. I crash on the couch as Lady looks around the apartment.

author pov Crael and Lorna sat in the common room of the Snow Moon packhouse across from Gaia. Both felt something important was happening and wondered where Nathan and Katia were. It was too quiet for a packhouse. It didn't matter what time of day or night; something was always happening in the house. There would always be someone in the kitchen getting something to eat or wolves hanging out in the game room shooting pool or playing video games. The theatre room was constantly playing some movies that had an audience in constant attendance. Tonight, none of that was happening.

Since Caroline did not want to take a look, Liberty folded Noa’s resume and stuffed it back into the envelope. She placed the envelope on the coffee table and asked Noa to sit. Noa refused and said, “I came to report to duty, ma’am. I need to sort out my accommodation. I won’t hang around unless instructed.” The resume provided Noa’s contact number. Liberty could call the number to get through to Noa. “Where do you live?” Noa replied respectfully, “I stay where Darren stays. We usually live somewhere close to Fisher Manor.”