Paula Nelson Novels & Stories

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

She paused as she turned to glare at Elise one last time before she stepped out of the door. Paula stopped at the door, her hands going to massage her head as she was spotting a migraine. It wasn't surprising considering the dramas she had to witness this past few days. To think that she had planned a two weeks getaway from work only for all of these to happen. “ Where the hell is Skylar?” Paula exclaimed loudly as she ran up the stairs to her room in search of her phone while Ernesto and Vino went to the bar. " Fuck! Not now! When I'm a step away from achieving my goal. Think, Elise, think. You're too smart to accept defeat" Elise told herself as she paced around the room, she stopped in f

“I know who all of you are, Luna Ashleigh Blackwood, Beta Daniel Richmond, and Gamma Eric Stephans. You are all a long way from home.” “May we please discuss a few things, Alpha?” I ask, moving a little closer. I could only assume this woman is Narissa. Alpha Narissa, and from what Ollie told me, she’s the one who knows things. Things that could possibly help us. He didn’t ask for help, but I hope she will still say yes. Narissa sighs then her eyes glaze over, probably letting her pack members know they have new guests. As she does, the three wolves standing off to the side in a protective stance slowly move back and disappear into the night.

Ava Sinclaire Opal Thomas Holly Smith Jenny Harlow Victoria Jackson Five names. Five individuals. Individuals who may have never even spoken to each other. We have a large pack and not everyone likely knows each other, and yet despite that, these five women now hold something that ties them together; they hold a truth and a pain that is life-changing. Life-changing enough that they may never be the same again.

Cristofer said firmly. “All the women in the world are the same! Both Estelle and Gretchen have deceived you! Have you forgotten that? Women are born liars. Don’t believe them!” “Estelle is not.” “Cut the crap,” Nelson said, raising his hand to motion Cristofer to stop talking. “Don’t forget that you still have to do two things for me.” “Uncle Nelson.” Cristofer frowned. With great difficulty, Nelson walked back to the chair as the hand with which he held the crutch kept trembling. When he finally sat down on the chair, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Paul was just as offensive as Helen. Helen laughed mockingly. “Head of department, this fat pig? You must be joking.” I took off my badge and showed it to her, just to shut her up. And Helen had to swallow her insult, which gave me a tiny bit of satisfaction. “I came to talk business, Helen. I didn’t come to talk to you.” Paul laughed, like he was enjoying the cockfight. “Easy, girls. Helen is my niece, did you know?” he said, proud as hell. “I brought her today to shoot the commercial for the new women’s lingerie line. She’s going to be the face of the campaign.”

One of Selena’s trusted employees, Pauline Ziegler, who was also an assistant manager in JNS Corporation, gave her opinion. As soon as Linda heard that, she immediately winked at her as a gesture to keep quiet.

Romain sat slumped against the damp stone wall, his broad shoulders bruised, his dark hair matted with sweat. Paula hated seeing her family like this. It boiled her blood. But it only fueled the dark fire inside her to finish off Olivia once and for all. "Paula?" her mother's voice cracked through the silence. She scrambled over to her cell bars, her thin hands clutching the rusty iron. "Paula, is that you? What on earth are you doing down here? What have you been up to?" "Keep your voice down, Mom!" Paula hissed, pressing her face against the bars of her cell and looking around to make sure no guards were listening. "I'm working on something. Something that will get Olivia out of the pictur

A petite blond walked in with the signature River Pack cheerful smile. She was carrying a bag that looked too heavy for her to bear. She dropped it beside my bed. “Hi, I’m Paula,” she said cheerfully. “I am one of Andrew’s assistants. He wanted me to show you these dresses so that you can choose the one you like the most. He can’t wait for you to introduce you to Grant and Alana.” “Grant and Alana?” I asked. “Yes. His parents,” she explained.