Powerless Lauren Roberts Novels & Stories

Robert said. "You're right, thank you son." "Yeah." Robert sighed and they chatted for a while before the call ended. He was starting to like Lauren for some reasons he couldn't place, he was ready to give her a chance and let her into his life. Now he was understanding things from another perspective and she didn't necessarily do anything wrong. She was trying to survive and she wasn't even being a wicked person while at it. She remained meek and calm despite all circumstances, she was someone worth giving a chance.

"President Lauren of La La Entertainment is currently engaged to the princess of the Cooper family, Amelia Cooper." "Fuck! Who is giving those rubbish information out? I need you to find the fellow who released those bunch of nonsense and take them out of the internet." "I am working on it, though they are using a good hacker, by tomorrow I should be able to take it off." "Good! I have one more thing to ask for." "What is it?" "I need you to help me look for who is behind it, I have two suspects, Sharon and Leah, so I need that information as well."

The heavy weight of her uncertain future crushed her spirit down. Feeling useless, beaten and abandoned, she broke down and began sobbing helplessly, soaking the pillow with huge amount of tears flowing from her eyes. The door suddenly opened and Magnus enter. He rushed to the bed upon hearing Lauren's loud crying outside the door. "Lauren, why are you crying? What happen?" Magnus asked worriedly. "I feel useless and hopeless! I am a blind woman now. Who would accept such a useless woman like me?" Lauren said between tears, lamenting about her pitiful condition.

"The way I see it, Justin's just itching for a beating! He couldn't care less about you when you were fawning over him, and now that you're gone, he's desperate for your attention. He can screw himself!" Aaron clapped his hand over his forehead. "Put a sock in it before my company ends up as collateral damage, Lauren… Though I must say, Ms. Judd, it's impressive that you're well-acquainted with both Mr. Farrow and Mr. Quade, especially the latter. Lauren never mentioned this." "Why would I tell you everything about my superpowered best friend?" Lauren said, practically gloating. "Honestly, I'm surprised someone like Ms. Judd is best friends with an idiot like you," Aaron countered.

Right? Such a childish ploy. It wouldn't work on him. The next morning at the long breakfast table, Leo and Sofia were chattering excitedly about a party at their elite private school. Jessy wore a sheer silk robe with a plunging neckline. She spread jam for the children while casting flirtatious glances at Santino. It should have been the picture of a perfect family. But Santino felt a void, a sense that something was fundamentally wrong. The sense of peace that always soothed his violent nature was gone.

She retorted. Ouch! That hurt. Lauren sighed, “I’m sorry Ms. I don’t know you. I only came here to shop and I don’t need you to pay for my shopping. Please excuse me, I have to leave.” “I understand sweetheart. Go on and hide in your little hole because you cannot stand up to a bit of mockery.” Now Lauren was so pissed. Who was she? One of Malcolm’s flings? “By the way, I’m Olivia Webb. Malcolm’s woman.” She introduced stretching out her perfectly manicured fingers that made Lauren’s nails look like they were unkempt.

Victor looked down at her, his expression unchanged, his voice steady and unrelenting. "A few days ago, you pushed Mr. Dawson into a lake. He can't swim. Did you forget? I can understand why you felt obligated to repay your mentor's kindness, but what did your daughter ever do? She was only five, and you hurt her again and again." Lauren covered her ears, and tears hit the floor. "Stop. Please stop!" Her voice broke as she shouted again and again. Victor watched her quietly, then clapped his hands. The door opened, and more than a dozen women filed in. Their eyes all landed on Lauren, reflecting everything from disgust and anger to pity, contempt, and indifference.

I knew he was hiding something and I knew that if I wanted to know then I would have to go down to the library and read up on witches and their powers. As we headed to see Layla I couldn’t help the anger that was building inside me. We had the best doctors and we tried everything. Why would Liani and Maya be any different? I try to hold out hope that something will work but I’m just not that optimistic anymore. As we headed inside Layla’s room it was the same as any other time I went in there. You heard the monitors beeping and you saw Layla just lying on the bed unmoved. When I walked in I shielded Layla from their gaze. “Auburon move!” my mother said snapping at me. I could see the pity in

she said, smiling at me. "I can't believe it; how did you get a reservation there without using influence?" I asked her, surprised at her audacity. "It just so happens that I met one of the owners. His name is Trevor, and he is a werewolf, he invited me to his VIP party today, so it's going to be quite an event." "I don't care who he is; as long as I escape and have fun, I need some vodka and dance, dance a lot tonight. I'm free, and I'll forget who I am."

But right now, with the city lights shining through the glass windows, I didn't give a shit about the money. I only cared about the woman who was currently sneaking down the corridor to see me. The door clicked open. Lauren stepped into the room, closing it softly behind her. She was wearing a simple, oversized black shirt and loose pants, her dark hair tangled around her shoulders. She looked exhausted, her sharp eyes scanning the room before they finally landed on me. "Julian," she whispered, her voice rough. "You shouldn't have called me here. If Serena wakes up–"