Rory Gilmore Novels & Stories

Even if that man was as charming and handsome as Max. As the night wore on, Rory excused herself to go to the bathroom. She locked herself in a stall and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm her racing heart. Why was she so affected by Max? She didn't even know him. Rory shook her head, chiding herself for being silly. She was a married woman, and she needed to start acting like it. She took one last look in the mirror, smoothing out her dress and taking a deep breath. But as she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Max standing by the bar, his eyes locked on hers. And for a moment, Rory felt like she was drowning in their depths.

“She said she didn’t want to go through ten thousand different people to get to you.” I rolled my eyes. It was a miracle Needy wasn’t an aspiring actor since between her mother and grandmother, there was enough dramatics for one of them to be gunning for an Oscar. I noticed Rory hadn’t said a word about the coming visit. “What do you think, dear?” “Just that I’m terrified,” she answered, sipping generously at the wine in her glass. “She’s a sweetheart,” I told her. “A bulldozer, but a sweet lady.”

She simply wasn't in the mood to circle the block again because someone detested her beauty. "Anne, I'm not going to pick a fight right now. Get out of my path." She spoke up front. Given that she was a flair up lady, the Rory she was in the past after the death of her father didn't have good character. However, the Rory she was at the mansion was a different person. Someone she had to pose as in order to maintain her employment. Caroline, her best friend, was completely unaware of this information about her. Rory was a dramatic person.

His voice barely above whispers as he steps down the stairs, the stairs creaking under his weight. "The marriage will hold." "Congratulations Miss Daisy for winning my son's heart." Mr Gilbert Roberto said, as he shook Daisy Hunter's hand smiling gleefully. "Gilbert! What's the meaning of this…"

Long said, taking out her phone and showing Zach a video. Zach trusted Linda unwaveringly, but he also loved Rory very much. As those thoughts clashed, he could not help reaching out to take Mrs. Long's phone. It was a video lasting over a dozen seconds, showing Rory standing outside the house in the middle of winter, her hands and feet bare and wearing nothing but a thin sleeping gown. Her skin was turning red and purple from the cold. "Ms. Cook sent me to fetch groceries from a grocery store very far away, but I made it back early and saw this," Mrs. Long then said.

She almost immediately shut her mouth but the damage was done. "Ex-boyfriends?" I sat up. I know I know, pot calling the kettle black and all. But the thing was, I was unaware of any of Rory's past relationships while she knew the tiniest details about all of my relationships. It just did not seem fair. "Ooh... Juicy details." Gabby clapped. "Did you know she once hooked up with a porn star?" "WHAT?" "WHAT?" Rory glared at her. "I did not!"

Dominic suddenly noticed this and pointed to the dried red wine stain on Rory's shirt. "Oh, it's a long story." Rory sat cross-legged and recounted what had just happened. Dominic listened very attentively, not seeming to miss a single detail of the story Rory was telling. "She's acting weird, like she's worried about something. She's frantic and hasty, looks like she wants to leave right away." Rory took a sip of his wine, then he seemed to remember something so he slapped his thigh hard. "Ah yes, you may not believe it but she looks familiar."

Anaaya entered the class and without talking with anyone, she sat on the chair of the last row. Today was her first day at the university but she wasn't feeling a little happy. As the time of the lecture approached, a big crowd of girls and boys entered the class. She just rolled her eyes after feeling some boys' gaze on her. From her personality, she looks like a rich girl.

“Clinton Rory are you crazy? On what basis do you beat me?" Clinton Rory mocked her. “Based on the money of the Rory family, based on the fact that Zane Corporation is relying on Donald Corporation. Depending on how much you have to flatter my grandmother in order to be my wife. Vivian Letitia I told you I won't let you live in peace. Damn it, you're just a lowly and vile woman..."

I quickly wiped the tears from my face and asked Laura to sit by my side before accepting the video call request. "What made you call me today, Rory?" I asked. Rory smiled. "I just finished today's shooting and suddenly remembered that it was Laura's birthday a couple of days ago. Are you alright? Have you caught a cold?" Rory was a celebrity that was more like in the R-list. She didn't earn much, but was very busy every day. "Yeah, I've got a little bit of a cold. You need to be careful as well. There's been a flu going around recently," I said.