Rue Bennett Novels & Stories

We drove out of the neighborhood and the sound of old friends chatting fainted out as I stared out of the car window. All I could think about was Mila and Aurellia. At least Mila is safe right now. She's with Uncle Charlie and Aunt Maya. But what about Aurellia- I wonder what she was thinking about in her last moments. I wonder what went through Rafe's mind when he found her body in the refrigerator. What Mila must've went through when she saw her aunt get murdered in cold blood. They both needed someone to come- to help them. But no one ever did.

“The board needs results, not spectacle.” “This ain’t about the board, boy. It’s about you.” He jabbed a finger at me, the gesture as sharp as his words. “Gettin’ to know someone might do you some good.” “Who?” My voice was sharp, each syllable clipped as my patience began to unravel. “Who did you set me up with this time?” “Riley Bennett.” His tone was smug, as if he’d just revealed a winning hand. “Daughter of Kenneth Bennett—you know, Adams Cosmetics. The families go way back.”

Claire’s POV The aroma of fresh coffee from the street below wafted through the slightly cracked window of my tiny apartment. I should’ve been up hours ago, but the sharp cramps in my abdomen had chained me to bed. The TV droned on in the background, filling the silence. “...breaking news this morning! Actress Mirabel Vanroe, known for her role in Empire’s Fire, has announced her engagement to none other than Vincent Everglow!”

The second person along with her had a strange yet familiar look about her. I pressed the button to allow them both enter. I squinted and saw the young lady beside May. She wore a tight fitted suit, yet it was obvious she was uncomfortable and sensitive on how revealing her shape showed. I could tell she wasn't used to wearing suits often. She kept re-adjusting it. I unconsciously let out a smirk on my face. It was when she entered the office that I saw it was Rainora from the club yesterday.

- I reached a final decision after pondering on it for a while. "Okay. I'll send you the details, I'm leaving now" - she turned to the meek girl with the huge framed glasses. "She's in your hands now" - she smiled before heading out the door. Without Rachel around, my attention turned to the young lady, "I believe introductions are in order. My name is Selene Woods and you?" - I initated a formal introduction between us both. "Bennett Gale, I'm an intern at the agency and I'm also a big fan of your movies, ma'am" - she spoke excitedly with a big grin on her face.

“She was playing the long game.” “Smart girl. Get your bag, sis.” “This is giving fake Cinderella.” “Rue deserves better.” I locked my phone and dropped it on the bed. “This is madness. Why do people care so much?” I rubbed my temples. “They care because Rue is a public figure. And now… so are you.” Julia sat beside me. “Where is Rue?” “He left early. His mum called. Apparently she’s losing her mind over the announcement and this video .” “Of course she is,” I scoffed.

She grabbed both of Rue's cheeks with her newly extended nails and pinched them rather hard. "Ouch!" Rue gasped in surprise, completely unprepared for her move. "You know, you could be so cute," Rory whispered, studying Rue's face at close range, their noses practically touching. "Too bad you're such a bossy control freak. You look like a villainous billionaire straight out of a movie from every single angle. Why are you always such a snob, Mr. Rivaz?"

A woman in a tailored cream suit stepped out, silver-blonde hair pinned into a perfect chignon, pearls at her throat. Bronte Vance. The camera panned. A man in a dark rain jacket stepped from the driver's side to meet her, handing over a thick, yellowed medical file in the exact format used for Tahlia's records at St. Jude's. Bronte took it, passed him a fat manila envelope, murmured something in his ear, and slid back into the car. The clip cut to black. A line of text replaced it, sent from an unlisted Sydney number.

She said. “Let her in, Bertha.” Ryan said from inside. I looked at him sitting in his chair. He is wearing a black suit, not the one like Alexander’s. He smiled as soon as he looked at me. He beckoned me to sit in the chair before. “You were right.” My face fell. “Please don’t be ashamed, Celia. It happens with everyone. “I am not ashamed, I feel terrible.” Tears started to roll again, “ I should be with Lillian helping her with her marriage works. I should be planning them. I couldn’t even select her dress. I had another panic attack.”

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.