روايات وقصص ضمن Raise Hell Dorothy

Then, I threw myself at him, acting like I didn't notice I was pressing on his injuries. "What happened to you, honey? How did you get yourself into this mess when I was just away for a business trip? How do you expect Elaine and I to live now that you're so badly injured?" Harvey groaned and widened his eyes in agony. Lindsey's heart ached at this, and she shoved me away. "Can't you see that Harvey is bandaged all over? Are you trying to kill him, you freak?" Tina glared at us, too. She looked like a bull that was about to rampage at any moment—she wasn't half as adorable as Harvey made her seem.

Their eyes were trained on her and it was oozing with hatred. “You brat! What do you think you are doing, trying to take my spotlight?” Helen said. “As if the spotlight was even yours.” Scanning her from her makeup down to her dress and shoes, “your stylist needs to be arrested,” she remarked. “Shut up, Eva!” Helen’s daughter, Dorothy, snapped and raised her hand to slap Eva. Eva effortlessly held her hand in mid-air. “Time for a lesson check,” she muttered before slapping Dorothy hard on her face with her left hand and then released her.

IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE: This is the only authors note this book will have, so please read it. Hell Of A Marriage, although a spinoff from Little Nerdy Nightmare is a stand-alone book. *PEOPLE TO KNOW BEFORE READING.* Taylor Snowfall: The woman Keenan loves who is in love with his best friend. Although her presence doesn’t appear much displayed in this book. Phoebe Cates Snowfall: She was Keenan’s first love interest, but she was Rory’s kid sister, and he told Keenan to end the relationship.

"I promise, love." "I’m confused here. What’s going on?" Dorothy asked. "Let’s just say there are certain things flying around online about you. I believe your sister is behind it, but I’m handling it," Stefan said. Dorothy picked up her phone from the nightstand and turned it on. The number of notifications flooding her screen was overwhelming. The second daughter of the Florence family, Dorothy Florence—now known as Dorothy Everest—is not only a gold digger but a slut! < Pictures of her with Kai at Florida Designs were plastered everywhere.

"I don't know." "Is he cheating on you?" Dorothy is born into the line of powerful Gammas, and that makes her a very high-ranked female in the whole of the Westwood Pack. Yet, she has never treated me like shit, especially since it's not a secret that I'm a low-level Omega. "It's a long story, Dorothy. I need to... I just need to rest my head for now." "Yeah, sure," she replies, swatting aside my curls. "Rest now, I'll get something for your arm wound.”

she muttered, and Dora chuckled before she retracted a gun and pointed it at Hazel. “Stop the pretence… I am sure you know all my secrets already,” she said, and those men finally caught up and grabbed Hazel, who didn’t bother to struggle; it was a waste, and she was so tired she had to think about her baby. “It doesn’t have to resort to this.” Hazel tried to make Dora see sense, but she snorted. “It wouldn’t have if you had just learned to mind your fucking business… Take her back to the mansion, and if she dares escape again, then I won’t spare any of you.” Dora ordered her men before a frown formed on her lips.

"I told you not to bother me unless the sky falls!" A Soldato's trembling voice came from the other end of the line. "Don Quinn, the manor is on fire. The doctor announced Donna Quinn dead at the scene!" Crack. The champagne glass in Sebastian's hand fell to the ground. The surrounding guests' laughter instantly blurred. His mind went blank as he roared, "What nonsense are you spouting?" Winnie tried to grab him, but Sebastian shoved her away violently, causing her to fall heavily to the ground. Her pale hand instantly scraped the ground, drawing red blood.

Every word hit like a punch to the gut. She shook with rage, hands clamped tight around my throat. Her bloodshot eyes screamed murder. I gasped, air slipping away fast. Right as everything started to blur, Mike kicked her off. "Stupid bitch! You trying to ruin everything? If she dies, how the hell are we supposed to get money from the Felton family?" Cecilia hit the floor hard, shrieking like a maniac. Mike didn't even look at her. Just turned to me. "Chill. You're safe—for now. At least until Terrance Felton shows up with the cash. You two must be something. He's offering a whole billion for you. Not bad, huh?"

"Haha, I never expected the media to help us catch the mole! Damn it! I treated you like a brother, but you're actually a cop! What are you looking at? Dig out his eyes!" At his command, the henchmen grinned and walked toward me. I lost my eyes amid a soundless scream. Once, I had won the city shooting competition with them. The torture that lasted for more than ten hours made me so miserable and exhausted. For me, death might be the best way to escape right now. When the fatal blow came, I was actually relieved. I could finally stop suffering. My heart gradually stopped beating, and my breath gradually disappeared. As death claimed me, my soul began to drift slowly into the air. Looking at