Sheila Alsina Novels & Stories

His ex-wife, a lost heiress… now a secret world-renowned designer? Alissa turned calmly. “Security,” she said. “Please escort Miss Cindy Reynolds off the premises. This event is for partners and guests only.” As guards approached, Cindy turned desperately to Shane. “You’re just going to let her do this?” Shane said nothing. He was still staring at Alissa—only now, his gaze held awe. And maybe a trace of something else: regret. Slowly, the guests began to clap. Then the press turned to Alissa. “Miss Kincaid, how do you plan to move forward?”

Allies hesitated. Alyssa had become the axis. He leaned against his desk, breathing hard, eyes burning. “She thinks she’s untouchable,” he muttered. “No,” his advisor replied quietly. “She is.” The next morning, headlines detonated across global media. ALYSSA VANE RESTRUCTURES TRILLION-DOLLAR CONSORTIUM MARKETS RALLY UNDER NEW POWER BROKER THE QUEEN WITHOUT A CROWN She didn’t read them. She was too busy dismantling an outdated board in Singapore with nothing but a legal clause no one else had noticed.

“Pay no attention to her; she just wants to chase clout to fit in with the popular crowd, nothing else.” “But that is clearly not happening," a voice said behind them as they turned to see who that was. “ I’m sorry for startling you. I’m Tia, Tia Williams," the pretty girl introduced. ~ ~ ~ “ You lost that right, Zac; the fact that I’ve been patient enough to listen to your crap doesn’t give you the effort to talk down on me,” Aly added, cutting him off. She had gone to the shop to grab some snacks for herself when she bumped into Zac.

I got up from my swivel chair, and I picked up my trendy blazer and put it on while I was walking towards the door. I was shocked when my secretary introduced me to my new client, none other than Claire Alenson, Ashton's ex-fiancee, and I couldn't believe she was the owner of CA Beauty International. "Good morning, Ms. Corteza. I would like you to meet Ms. Claire Alenson, the CEO of CA Beauty International." My secretary introduced us, and I pretended I didn't know her, and I tried my best to look calm while I could feel the shaking of my legs. I am impressed with her, and her proposal is tempting, but I don't think I could work with her. When the meeting ended, I wanted to return to my offi

She has been in the name of his Fiancé for years but he has no feelings nor does even he care about her feelings. Before coming here, She found it a good chance she go with him, At least to maintain a good image, He would give his little attention to her but She got the worst surprise that she had ever imagined.. Alisha is Alive and not only that, She is a big influencer that even Reporters dare not to make any random news against her. This is what Alissa wanted to gain. A power to control everything. A power where everyone will kneel in front of her.

“He fucked Klea for punishment.” The older Alpha only shrugged. “She just needs a little bit of discipline sometimes, Sasha.” “You don’t know her. She’s a snake, a cunning traitor who pretends to be everyone’s friend!” “Says her former bestfriend.” Alpha Alain looked her in the eye. “At least you’ve learned your lesson albeit in a hard way.” Sasha crouched on the grass, trying to brush off her and Ansel’s argument about Klea. “Who’s Sheila?”

She’d told Liam she’d find him later. She crossed the room to reach the President. The President of the US who looked lavishing tonight in his tuxedo. Next to his very pregnant wife who was dressed in a black satin Channel maxi dress. Alyssa was eager to meet the New President of DRC. “Mr President,” Richard interrupted their conversation at the sight of her, “this is Alyssa Pope, Secret Service Director and one of my closest advisors.” He introduced her and Diallo shook hands with Alyssa.

she says with a wink. I gape at her bold statement. She laughs at my surpised face. "They will get used to you, i am Orphalia, Li in short" she extends her palm for a hand shake. "I am Althea" i hold her palm with mine for a second. "Come, where are you going. Whose team are you in" she asks me leading me forward. "I am Your commanders daughter, i dont have a team yet" she stops suddenly forcing me to stop as well.

I said Shakily. "Please call me Amelia, at least when no one's there to avoid you getting into trouble with Logan or my Dad and besides I'm not the Alpha yet, so back to my question" she said staring up at me, it's only then that I realized I'm taller than she is which is weird as Omegas are generally small in size. "I umm .. I have been taking secret lessons, but I can only hold my own against a regular rank wolf at a time". I replied.

Sheila’s POV “Also on hand to give an interview was Dr. A’s mentor, Silas, the current president of the World Healer Association,” the news anchor on the screen said. Sheila hated everything about her. Her hair was overdone and her lipstick wasn’t bright enough. In fact, all of her makeup looked cheap. Sheila’s fingers curled into the couch cushions, her long painted nails digging in. Mostly, Sheila hated that this news anchor was giving Dr. A so much positive attention and praise. She didn’t deserve any of it. Whatever happened in that hospital today had to be a fluke, yet people were treating Dr. A like she was some kind of saint.