Quinn Bailey Novels & Stories

for the better. Hair....check Makeup....check Nails....check Shoes and outfit...check Bailey had finally finished getting ready. Curling her hair and doing her makeup didn't take as long as she had hoped. "What the h*ll are you waiting on! Get up and come out here" Katrina says irratated. She was Bailey's motivation. She knew exactly how hard to push and when to back off. "Tough love B! Now get to work" she said. "You know me I don't like getting to know all these new people everynight! They get on my nerves" Bailey says looking at Katrina with a tiresome look. "Your beautiful stop acting like that!" she snapped "You are a freakin natural red head! Guys love redheads! Half these girls in thi

Working. From what his sister, Nyxie, tells me,they barely get by because they're father is an alcoholic and doesn't have a job. Also,Bailey works three jobs but because of school,his shifts aren't enough to get him much money. Yes,she absolutely likes me because apparently,Bailey told her that I'm a good person and also,I bought her KFC on our way because she was hungry. Poor thing. “You really didn't have to do all this.” Bailey mumbles,avoiding my eyes and gesturing to the food I got for him too.

"Ummm, Quinn. I don't know but where's A?" "She's having a private lunch with her Dad. They were hoping me to join them but I refused," she answered without even looking at me. "And 'the Chase' wanted to talk with Bailey so I sent her away." Oh, that's why he seemed familiar. He was the one who saved Bailey from Timothy. Turning towards my brunette friend, I noticed that she looked like she was having fun with her rescuer. Maybe it was a good thing for her to hang out with other people aside from us. I wouldn't mind as long as she's happy. It didn't threaten me that she would forget about Tiana or any of us because it would be impossible. However, I would still keep an eye on her. I didn't w

“Bailey is a sophomore at Cal State, majoring in communications. She joins our team under the supervision of her uncle and founding partner Gregory Kline. She enjoys reading and spending time with her family, especially her mom to whom she is very close.” There was her picture, wearing a similar blouse to the one she had on today. Baggy, likely a size too big. Why would a rich girl dress like a 60 year old substitute teacher? I tapped my fingers on my lips, it was clear I was too far gone. Bailey Kline. You’re on my radar.

He doesn’t even know me, and yet he is already hostile! Amy sighs. “Bailey, shut up. She might prove useful to us. We need more people if we are going to escape from this cage,” Bailey grunts. “She is the angel queen’s sister. No way she is going to help us! She is here to watch her sister eat us,” I gasp. “Hey!” Amy silences me by placing her hand on my shoulder. “It’s okay, I got this,” She tells me in a hushed voice before turning to face her brother. “Bailey, shut the fuck up! Or I will murder you in your sleep, okay?”

It’s Aubrie and her family’s house now as their grandparents have also passed. Before he can turn off the car or even begin to get out of it, his niece Caitlin shows up at the front door, rushing toward her uncle with her cute, curly blonde hair bobbing over her shoulders, her little arms stretched in front of her. Spencer hurries out of the car and squats down to hold her, and she wraps her arms around his neck, her bright blue eyes—the Bailey family’s signature—shyly on me. She looks exactly like her father, except for her eyes and her bubbly personality. I’m positive she took that from the Baileys as well.

ALEXANDER “Thank you, Ms. Fuller. I appreciate you meeting with me.” I said, taking the seat across from her. “We’ve been seeing you with Bailee Johnson and her daughter Brinley Johnson. Rumors have it that you’re Brinley’s biological father. Is that true?” “It’s Bailee Evans, and no. Caleb Johnson is Brinley’s father. Bailee is fiercely loyal to those she loves, and I have no doubt that she was completely faithful to her ex-husband. She and I weren’t even in contact during her marriage.”

Because loving Liam had never been loud. It had always been quiet. Hidden in stolen glances during training sessions. In the way her breath caught whenever he laughed with her brother. In the way she memorized the sound of his voice without ever daring to stand too close. Bailey wasn’t stupid. She knew who she was. The Beta’s youngest daughter. The quiet one. The one people overlooked. Lucas was the strong one. The respected one. The future Beta. And Liam? Liam was everything. She had never imagined she would be anything to him.