Sheryl Goodspeed Novels & Stories

Shirley and Azriel arrived at May's house fast. A drive that was supposed to take longer was shortened to about ten minutes. Luckily for them, there was no traffic, and Azriel herself was a fast driver. Watching her drive on a good day would make you feel like a formula one racing competition spectator. Shirley would tell her to relax behind the wheel; that is when Azriel is driving and alone in the car. But when Shirley's with her, she would ask her to feel free and operate the vehicle how she felt. Shirley enjoyed sitting beside Azriel when she was speeding, and she wouldn't get scared or anything – but when Azriel is driving alone, she gets worried for her.

Grandpa Walter misunderstood everyone’s silence as reverence and continued with more arrogance “I will not let my grandson to be bewitched by some demoness.” He pulled Sheryl towards the centre of the crowd “This is the granddaughter-in-law that I have personally acknowledged.” “And her qualification?” No one knew where the sound came from, but it would be lie if Chris and Adrian said they didn’t know the other of the voice. Their lips curled in approval. “She is the granddaughter of my friend and partner, Mr Andrew Shelby. The youngest managing partner of the Shelby corporation, gold medallist from Harvard University.” Both Grandpa Walter and Sheryl had their chins lifted proudly as Grandp

To him, Shiloh was not just a wellness expert—she was a goldmine. Her growing social media presence had already made her one of the most sought-after figures in Jayrodale's elite circles. If he could bring her into the Wellers, even if she did nothing, just having her associated with them would be enough. The flood of attention and credibility she would bring would be worth a fortune. Christina stepped forward gracefully and gave a respectful nod toward the curtain. "Master Shiloh, it is an honor. I am Christina Stevens, current CEO of Stevens Corporation."

Betty needed to be reminded that a wolfless reject didn't belong in the same air as a Lycan Prince. *********** The gym was wet, smelling of floor wax and sweat. Sheryl stood in the center of the floor, watching her cheer squad go through their routine. She wasn't cheering. She was venting. "Higher, Vivian! You look like a dying bird!" Sheryl screamed. She moved through the line, attacking each girl with verbal daggers. She pointed out their weight, their messy hair, their slow movements. She needed someone to hurt.

All of them tied — directly or indirectly — to JV Group. Or, more specifically... Kim Misun. Shela’s mother. The elegant CEO of JV. The woman who, in public, always spoke softly and smiled like a seasoned diplomat. Behind that smile? I’m beginning to see shadows. One sponsorship termination wouldn’t have raised flags. Two might’ve been coincidence. But five?

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Shaun nodded with a smile. Shaun seemed so obedient, without the slightest arrogance he had before. At that, Jeffery was very conceited, but he could not express it. Hence, he pretended to look guilty. “Sheryl, but I—” “Don’t worry, Jeffery. I know quite a lot of people overseas. I’ll get some powerhouses to support Hill Corporation,” Sheryl interrupted him. Jeffery looked touched, but deep down, he was already walking on air.

Summary: Sheri makes an unusual career choice for a preachers daughter. Read and enjoy..... ***************** "We are so proud of you, Charles," Amy Goodness told her 19-year-old son, beaming a scintillating smile at him. "It really is quite an accomplishment," Reginald Goodness added. "I can't believe you got a scholarship for a film study of the sex life of the monarch butterfly," Sheri, his 18-year-old sister said.

"... Mom, it's just a coincidence! That's it! Besides, I didn't decide on the address, my team did. You can ask my employees if you don't believe me." "No, thank you." Avery turned around with a grin and played with Aiden. "Hayden, do you want to come and see your son? Shelly said that he is looking more handsome." Hayden walked over to glance at Aiden. "What else did she say?" Hayden wanted to say that he was starving but changed his mind at the last second. He wanted to talk about Shelly to show Avery that he was not avoiding Shelly. "She said that she wants to work on her career and establish her brand to be as successful as GD Patisserie," Avery said. "She is such an ambitious and hardwo

"Of course. Why don’t you go wash up, and I’ll start making them?" As Shaina scampered off, Spencer leaned closer to Shelly, lowering his voice. "She’s sharp, isn’t she?" Shelly laughed softly. "Too sharp sometimes." "Good thing she likes me," Spencer teased. "That’s half the battle, right?" Shelly gave him a sideways glance, her lips twitching into a smile. "We’ll see about that." ---