Stacey Abrams Novel Novels & Stories

"And why haven't you used it to get you some food?” “W-well… because… I'm not a guy,”I stuttered, blinking. Not a guy? That was some fucked up excuse. "So… the book is sexist?" Stan asked and I gave him an unusre nod. He bought it anyway. “Oh, alright." His face beamed with a smile as he grabbed the book from me and moved out of the line. I quickly slipped in before the space could close up. “Thank you, Stan," I said, grinning.

"I've missed you so much." "I've missed you too, Anabel." Stacey replied with her eyes sparkling with excitement. Anabel was very happy to see her best friend after what felt like an eternity. Stacey had just completed her BSc program in New York, and Anabel had been eagerly waiting for her return. "You didn't tell me you will show up today." Anabel said. "I wasn't expecting you." "I want it to be a surprise." She laughed. "You look great!" Anabel stared down at her. "I can see you have added in perfect places. See your skin, your waist—gosh! Please come in"

Stacey crazily glares at her. "He met and was so smitten with Amara Rechner of Medical" she mockingly raves. "I was never interested in Jazz" Arah mumbles, not to convince her but to make her continue talking. Since they entered, Stacey never left the door. "You're a hypocrite bitch! Pretending to be prim and proper while secretly seducing men" she glowers while full of disgust. "I've worked my ass off to have their attention. I deserve wealthy and handsome guys. I've invested so much just for you to steal"

"You were never the best at taking hints." "Unfortunately for you, rejection is merely a challenge for me," Ira retorts, unbothered by Stace's words. Considering her temper is often hard to quell, she is reacting to his judgment well. Between them, there must be a lengthy, fascinating story that has led up to this moment. "Why did you want this dinner party? Noah is dead now, and I have a feeling you know where Abella is." I'm cutting to the chase, not wanting to hear Ira desperately beg for Stace's affection.

Stacey has given her a rule that if she wants to stay for a while, the door must remain unlocked. A fine aroma filled the air, making her turn towards its direction. Stacey was stretching a plate of food to her. “I hope you know that your days are counted in this house? I can't have the cops on my neck for thinking I'm an accomplice.” Reluctantly, she accepted the food and just moped on it. Her head was in turmoil, as she battled the thoughts of revenge, she also thought about how badly she had messed up. True all this wasn't her fault from the onset but she had been given a chance to change but she chose to go on with the villain arc.

She wanted to curse her, but before that, Stacy said, “What's interesting is that the spy spotted the Lotus Villa while you were shopping. I'm sure he probably briefed Xander, and your husband is certainly angry with Owen. You…” “Aren’t you tired of conspiring against this family?” Abigail yelled before Stacy could finish speaking. “To get the property and the money, you didn't even hesitate to drug him and send Sarah to him. You call that rape! You set him up. Your daughter was depressed because of the shame and ultimately died. But you are not done yet! What else are you looking for?” “She didn't die of shame,” Stacy retaliated sternly. “She died because of her stupidity.”

Stacy hadn’t moved much, except now she was lying on her side, still typing away. The tension between us was almost drowning. My eyes caught my novels that I was yet to arrange on the floor. Would have to get a new shelf for them later. I wondered if Stacy had seen my ‘Ana Huang’ dark romance books, or the ones authored by Shantel Tessier…what did she think? I looked her way. She still wasn’t looking at me. My eyes dragged to her makeup palettes that were scattered on her table. I wondered if she was a makeup artist or if she used all these on herself…

Alex's POV Stacey will not just leave my house and give me my peace. Since I 'robbed' the Kingston Mansion, I have not had the time to open the other documents from the safe, because of her. Stacey is a smart person, and if I were to open it even secretly when she is around, she would suspect something right away. So I am looking for ways to make her get the f**k out of my house.

Still maintains eye contact with her. Stacey got up from her seat and began walking around the table so she could stand in front of Dr. Liam. This had always been her signature move. Seduce to get what she wanted. “Come on now Liam boy, you don’t want us being enemies.” She gently rubbed her hands on his head, blowing smoke into his face. “I call the shots. Not you, now if you will please return back to your seat.” He instructed albeit, calmly. Stacey hater being turned down. It infuriated her nerves.

*** Abram is not cheating on his wife and he will never do that in the future either. I hope you all enjoy the chapter. Love Pia.