Pretty Secrets Em Moore Novels & Stories

“And now, you’ll pay.” Tomorrow, the world will know. The screen glows in front of me, pixelated images rolling like a silent movie of victory. Aaron King, the untouchable, the arrogant, the man who once left me shattered without a second glance—caught red-handed. And not just in business numbers or secret contracts, but in something far more scandalous: his lips on his secretary, Lena Moore. I sip my champagne slowly, letting the golden liquid coat my tongue, enjoying the delicate burn. The taste of triumph is always sweeter when it’s paired with ruin.

Setting the picture to the side, Violet looked at the other things that were inside the drawer. The first thing that caught her eye was a small black book. The page Violet opened was a list. There was a name of a city, a first and last name, then a number, and finally an address. This had to be what Jeremy was looking for. She set the book to the side and looked at the rest of the contents. Some of them were letters discussing this Richard Morgan she’d heard so much about. Whoever he was, he was not only a thorn in the alpha’s side but a lot many other people.

Another who wanted to sue Blackberry because their phones didn't contain any actual berries. Jasmine, Garius and Heidi told funny stories involving Mister Moore, crazy meetings with crazy people, and then told of dozens of letters they'd dealt with from people claiming bizarre things, like a proclamation they received that Benjamin Moore was the new messiah, along with a completely updated bible about him from an obsessed housewife in Texas. Jasmine insisted it was on the Island somewhere.

Malachi pleads his case when my mom stands up and moves towards him. “We can not manipulate a wolf into saying what isn’t true, Malachi. If what this woman has said under the alpha command without difficulty, then it is the truth. Who is she?” my mom asks and I smirk, knowing she already knows. “Sapphire Elisabeth Moore. You know the whore of Solar Eclipse, former spy here.” I say and my mom looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

She is too ashamed to face others, so she hasn't returned yet! [Secretary Sienna: She must have left the company directly. After all, she totally lost her face today. If I were her, I would also be too ashamed to stay in the company. After I witnessed the scene, I had to admit that Mr. Moore was such a rare, good man!] [In No Mood to Draw the Design Draft: Oh my God! Is it true?] [The First Secretary: As Mr. Moore's first secretary, I broadcast it at the scene for you. How can it be fake? Except for Sienna and me, Zach, Vivian and several photographers are also in the meeting room. We were all shocked!]

Moore for fun. “Nathan Kingston!” shouted Mr. Moore at the top of his lungs. His heart picked up an unnatural beat in the fear of losing his precious thing again. How dare Nathan even mention any of his interest in his thing? “Don’t you even think of Solara’s Enigma! Or you won’t like the consequences. You might have blackmailed me in Paradis d’Amour because I was helpless, but this time I won’t. And that will be a trouble for you. If you so much so even think about betraying me, I’ll make sure to destroy your entire fucking empire. Mark my words.” The Solara’s Enigma!

If the visitation of Evelyn, the troubles Angela was giving to her and then the rumors that was going around about her having a sugar daddy was trouble, then yes she had troubles today at work What she really told her mother was "no I had a good day today" "Good, now turn on the news for me. I need to know what is happening outside the walls of this hospital room" She turned on the television and took the remote to increase the volume of the news. The sound immediately filled the room "Mr Dalton Moore, one of the big five, got married the day before yesterday at St Luke's chapel. Up until today no one knows who his wife is as she was well protected on both sides by bodyguards. Many speculati

I was mortified. Deacon: Too much? Carys: YES. Just a tad, TMI King. Deacon sent a zipper-mouth emoji. I threw the phone across the couch, still embarrassed—but laughing.

“Maybe it’s just someone trying to joke with me, but who and at such a time?” “Wait a minute, Scarr,” Vera quickly chipped in. “You don't think it's about…” At that moment, a nurse emerged through the door. “You can see him now,” she said. We all quickly stood up to leave for Ethan's room. As we entered the room, Ethan's gaze fixed on mine and then shifted to his mom. “Mom,” he said quietly, his voice faint. I couldn’t stop thinking about what Vera was suggesting, it couldn’t be. No one besides Vera, Dad, Grandma and I knew about that secret, and it was supposed to remain that way, so that text had to be a harmless joke, right?

Sadiqah announced and Aziza swallowed hard , not sure of what to say. “He saved her number with Black beauty. You need to see how shameless this lady chat with Musadiq... See , I took some pictures of their chats.” She said to Aziza , she took out her phone and showed her co some of the pictures of the messages she took from their husband.