Shirley Novels & Stories

"SHIN!" Shireen was not a woman who was easily seduced by the tricks of the men. Shireen is a woman who is loyal to her partner. No matter how many times David asked her to have a fling, but Shireen's heart was still strong with Redric. Shireen really loves Redric, and vice versa.

The cool evening breeze blew softly through the trees surrounding the area. She walked down the steps from the main building towards the dining area. Everyone was already there, they stood up to greet her, admiring her from where they stood. "You look lovely, dear," Mrs. Friedman said and everyone was agreeing with her. Landon was almost blushing at the sight of her.

Shirley watched the lady as she kept on sobbing while holding onto a cat like her life depended on it. " Oh my what happened to you. Come inside". Without bothering that the lady was a total stranger, she offered her to come inside. As a proud member of the poison ladies gang, she saw it as her duty to help the helpless lady. " Sit here ok. I will get you some tea first". Shirley offered the Lady in front of her to sit on her white comfy sofa. "I won't hurt you don't worry . You are in safe hands . Please sit". She once again offered her chair to the lady who stood in fear. Shirley looked at her c

"So, where were you then? Why didn't you step up to be the project lead? Now that I've finished the proposal, secured the partnership, and we're down to signing the contract, you suddenly want the title? Shirley, how do you even have the nerve to say that?" My words hit hard. Shirley's eyes instantly welled with tears. "Janet, it's because my family's poor. I just wanted a promotion so I could support them. My mom said if I didn't make money, she'd sell me to some old man in the mountains to get money for my brother." After she finished, she dropped to her knees right in front of me.

It was a miracle. ~~~~~~~ Kimberly sat on the sand and drew meaningless things on it. She draw and clean. Draw and clean. "I hate you, Nathan!" She has been saying that since she came here without stopping. Her head has been aching but she's ignoring it. Her ball gown has been shredded into pieces. What's the need of wearing a wedding gown when there's no weddong? Most of her wedding accessories were gone before she got to the beach. She kept removing and throwing them angrily.

Hestia nods thoughtfully, "Well, if I'm out and about and I come across some, I'll let you know." I smile at her and take a seat on my bed, "I'd love that. Actually, let me put your number in my phone." Hestia shakes her head, "Oh, Violet, I'd love to but since I work for Anthony, that also means I work for you. I'm not allowed to give out my phone number." I click my tongue at her, "You introduced yourself to me as my new best friend, remember? Best friends should have each others phone numbers. Now hand it over, sister."

I asked her sincerely as I bought it in a buy one get another free offer. Shelly’s eyes become wide enough to fall out of her socket, she furiously shakes her head then turns towards her computer, ignoring me. Huh! What a weird girl! As I was going through the blueprint of the design of the first project that was assigned to me, I hear Shelly gossiping with one of the co-workers. I casually lean towards my left so I could hear her better. "He never comes on this floor.", "Is this a surprise inspection?", "Is someone going to get fired?"

“This is marvelous, isn't it?.’ Shirley lightly asked,her lips stretched out to a smile. “This __is overwhelming." I smiled. " Tell me more about Sasha.” I demand closing In on Shirley who now sat on the bench. “I don't really know much about her but I can tell you this _." Shirley said and looked up from picking at the hem of her shirt. *Sasha isa hungry lioness looking for a baby gazelle to devour. My professional advice to you is that you keep away from her.” Shirley said and leaned her lips to my ear,her breath sending heat waves into my ear.

William's POV Shirley was the kind of woman who could turn even the smallest tasks into something special. It wasn't just about cooking or cleaning; it was the warmth she brought into everything she did. She was so natural at it, so... at home with herself. Her kitchen was where she thrived, and it showed. Watching her cook, her hands moving skillfully, her focus on the details, was a sight to behold. She wasn't just preparing food; she was making a space where everything felt right.

Shirley sat at the other side of the apartment, silently and attentively watching the horrific scene. She’d been completely lost in thought for several minutes that she didn’t realize that all her colleagues had cleared the room. The strong vibration from her ringing phone made her snap right out of it. She took a hesitant look around the room and then realized shortly after that she was alone. She chuckled. Shirley: Hey! Thanks for bringing me back. Everyone else left without notice. Ackermann: Wait… Huh? Shirley: Oh, never mind. What’s up? Ackermann: Well, I just woke up and, heard the news… He