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Stanley burst into another round of laughter. Linda stifles her laughter by covering her mouth. "You're awful." Still grinning, Stanley answers, "Perhaps. But, I'm correct. Go on Linda. Before the poor guy tries to use the coffee maker as a date, save him.” Linda cannot hold her laughter anymore. At length, she straightens, her determination melting, but still laughing. "All right. But I'll blame you if this doesn't work out.” Stanley mock salutes her. "Noted."

Mercury viewed as she flipped the chicken patty on her pan to the other side while dressing it with her spatula. "Yeah, Collins could've literally woken the dead with that noise, and I was having the best dream of my life, as much as I hate to say it, purple molly is a good recommendation." Linda opined. Linda was an easy going person too, though she was never our mate, I mean she was three stars ahead of us but she never cared to exercise it, she was just such a nice soul though she had a dressing sense that contrasts with her personality, it's either she was on shorts and tubes or on a shirt and strings, I started learning a whole lot about so many of us, we were absolutely hiding a bag fu

Much stricter than the last spot. “I promise I will do the program.” Shakira tells me and the tour specialist while we get a tour. The coach here is named Linda. She is seriously looking at Shakira like she can see straight through her bullshit. I feel like she would be perfect for her. Because everyone else bends to her will. She is a stunningly gorgeous woman who knows how to use that to get what she wants. I can’t tell you the number of times we made it out of a tight spot because of her feminine wilds.

Upon arriving at the table, the steward was done serving and was ready to roll the trolley away when he almost bumped into Spencer. "Sorry, sir." Lucas said. "No worries." Peter came around the trolley and looked at Linda who looked at him from the tip of the wine glass. "Miss Linda Springdam?" He asked. She dropped the wine glass on the table. "Peter Spencer?" "Yes." Peter smiled.

Audrey thought that it was over, but really, the spider was just a distraction while Linda’s real plan brewed. And now, Linda was finally ready to take that little human slut down. After far too long, Linda would get her real revenge. “Look at Professor Brooks in the background,” Linda commented on the post using her burner account. “He looks so upset… Maybe there’s more to this than meets the eye?” Linda grinned and posted the comment before quickly logging out of her burner account and tossing her phone to the side. Oh, yes. The end was far from over. In fact, this was just the beginning.

Meanwhile, Alpha Heir Otto was with his friends in the packs SVU… “Dude, who are you looking forward to seeing the most?” No one spoke for a moment, then. Luke broke the silence, “I know who Otto’s looking forward to seeing…” “Linda?” “No.” “Lucy?” “Wait, wait, I’ve got it, Nora Stirling, the year nerd.” The car broke into laughter. All but Otto, who made more of a strangled sound.

Linda was happy prepared to start her investigation on doctor Bobby. She had always liked the man, looking up to him like a real idol, she was hoping to grow up to be like him in the field, but after she heard from her best friend in the field all those years ago about him, which led her to leaving the Great hands hospital, to look for work, In a different state, just to save her head from the little she knows, Linda started to hate on the doctor.

-Stephanies opinion- I immediately rushed to Linda's side, my heart heavy with sorrow for her and her fallen mate. "Linda, we need to get you out of here," I urged, trying to pull her away from the devastating scene. Linda clung to her mate's lifeless body, tears streaming down her face as her sobs echoed through the empty space. "We have to go," I pleaded, knowing that staying there was too dangerous. But amidst her grief, Linda's eyes glowed with an eerie intensity, and I realized that something within her had awakened—a power that would shake the foundations of our world.

DANTE “Why do you think you’re about to spiral out of control?” Linda sat across from me, pen ready over her notepad, her bright blue eyes fixed on me like she could see straight into my head. For a second, I almost laughed. I never understood why someone like her chose this job—listening to people like me spill their mess and dirty secrets. She was pretty, put-together, mid-thirties, the kind of blonde you’d expect to have an easier life. One filled with light, not other people’s darkness.

he asked me. "I never stopped," I replied. In the corner of my eye I noticed him watching me. "Sam, I have — Oh, hey Storm!" Linda chirped, her hair is wet from her shower. "Hey Lind's." Storm stood up and hugged her tight. Linda glanced at me and mouthed 'this is your chance'. I rolled my eyes at her. "So, Storm how long have you and barbie — Trisna been together?" Linda plopped on the recliner.