Selina Hayes Novels & Stories

“You see, my stepsister Ashley is a beauty lady, very brilliant, I wouldn’t argue that for a second.” Selina gets up from the chair and is slowly approaching me in a seductive manner, swinging her waist left and right, pushing forward her chest and sagging breast. “I, on the other hand, can satisfy your every need, sexually. Ashley doesnt have to know, it will be our little secret.” Selina tried to touch my face with her longer, disgusting, looking nails, I gave her the ‘don’t test me’ look, she redraws and went back to her seat.

That was the deal. As for Selina's commitment to revive the company, and her feud with Max, she can handle them. She was strong and cold, that’s what made her useful and that was why I didn't meddle earlier. I had no business with what sort of family feud she had to deal with. If she wanted to get emotional over a stitched-up video, let her. This is strictly business. She gains control and I get my legacy—An heir.

Just as I was about to head toward the stage, a screeching voice stopped me in my tracks. “Alpha Damien.” I turned, my jaw tightening slightly when I saw her. Celine. She was stunning, as always, with her golden hair swept to one side and a red dress that clung to her curves like a second skin. The neckline plunged dangerously low, and the slit in the dress revealed more leg than was probably appropriate for the occasion. She was a picture of seduction, and she knew it. “Celine,” I said evenly. “You look... prepared for the night.”

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

25 ANNALISE I jolted upright, the remnants of a dream clinging to me like cobwebs. A dream filled with whispered promises and stolen kisses under a canopy of stars – a dream featuring a certain infuriatingly handsome knight named Adrian. A giddy smile stretched across my face. Today was the day! The day I, Annalisa du Wales, would finally present my business proposition to the Queen herself, right there in the glorious Royal Palace. My heart did a little victory lap in my chest. This wasn’t just any business proposition, mind you. This was my brainchild, a revolutionary new loom design that would change the textile industry – faster, more efficient, and guaranteed to produce the most exquisi

Everyone laughed as Lucifer smiled. "Layla Gehenna! Please, no I demand you treat her with respect as she will be your future leader!" Litith was using a serious tone, and all of the demons yelled in agreement. "Now! The meeting is over! Leave us!" Father commanded. I did not get a good look at the demons, because I was hiding my face in embarrassment. As father demanded them to leave, I notice one look at me with disdain as she walked out the room. She looked to be human... but she had the same completion as Sanguinex. It made me wonder if she was a vampire too.

She quickly marked something off in her clipboard and then nodded. It was a little dark inside the hallway and people with camera sets and light wires were rushing everywhere and talking all at once and the atmosphere in the room kinda makes me feel a little nervous. She led me down the dim lit hallway till we walked into the backstage area where the makeup room is and that is where I saw Selina, the host of the show. She's a beautiful tall brunette in her late twenties with a heart shaped face and clear green eyes, elegantly dressed in a sleeveless white dress and sitting in front of the mirror with her eyes closed while getting her makeup done. The girl that brought me inside went over to

“Auntie Julie”, she cried with tears threatening to spill from her bright eyes. “I don’t want to go to that school anymore!” Julie made the monumental decision to be the guardian of her late sister Mara’s beautiful daughter when she died shortly after giving birth to Hannah. Being a mother isn’t easy, even for a normal child and Julie knew this. The problem was that Hannah wasn’t a normal child, and Julie learned when Hannah was very young that she had a strange ability to just know things.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

responded the lady. "hello. I'm Angela smith. nice to meet you?" started I. "oh God. daddy." responded she. "just let her in honey. you don't want Beth to find her standing at the door." "sure... sorry miss smith. my name is um... Jennifer miller. please come in."