Stacey Halprin Novels & Stories

With this, she just walked toward the room, looking for an empty desk where she could temporarily settle while waiting for the department head. When she got to the center of the room, she was surprised that someone approached her. Daphne was then greeted by a middle-aged woman who seemed like she was in her forties. She had curly black hair and light olive skin that matched her warm toffee eyes. "I assume you’re the new English teacher." She raised her eyebrows at Daphne and shook her hands. "I’m Stacy, by the way—the math teacher." Daphne smiled pleasantly at her. "Yes, and I’m Daphne." She removed her hand from Hallie and looked around to find her desk.

I explained. “That is great. She is welcome to come over anytime.” Aiden said at the same time Austin asked “what do you do?” “I'm a stylist and I work at a boutique, that is where Alexia and I met.,” Stacey said. I was about to jump in to narrate our meeting when my phone buzzed in my purse. I fished out my phone and saw that it was Ethan. Ethan calling at this time of the day, so I excused myself to take the call.

He promised himself that he would take her out on a date soon, just like they used to go. A knock on the door startled him. It was Stacy. Stacy was a beautiful woman, with her beautiful figure, brown eyes, long legs, and blond hair. But beauty was not the reason why she was working as his assistant. Along with beauty Stacy had brains. She was as intelligent as she was beautiful. She was excellent when it came to business and therefore was in charge of handling the company in his absence.

Charlie later greeted. The interns and employees present, greeted her back. “Good afternoon, Charlie. It’s nice to meet you.” One male intern gave Charlie a wink, and another one remarked, “You are so beautiful, Charlie.” The attention made Taylor’s gaze sharpen. He was about to react when Charlie said, “I want to point out something.” Charlie motioned to the girl with reddish-blonde hair and asked, “Who are you?” “Um.” The girl frowned, surprised at being called out. “Stacy. Stacy Quinn.”

Annalise is 21 and in college with her two best friends and her sister. She is starting her last year off on a good start. She is one grade ahead of her average age. She is studying art and wants to be the best she can be. She is assigned a partner for her last big assignment, Theo Hyde. He is the guy she has had a crush on for years, but he is also her best friend's ex-boyfriend. She tries to focus on the project, but her feelings keep getting in the way.

I just searched frozen. She stopped by the dresser and ran her fingers along its edge. “You’re actually beautiful. That’s going to piss off more people than you think. Trust me, there were many bidding on you looking ugly. Some even said that you look like a troll.” I finally found my voice. “And you are…? I'm sorry, but I didn't expect you to come inside my room to just tell me that I looked. Well…” “Madeline,” she said, tossing her hair over her shoulder. “Second daughter of Beta Reinhart. Technically ranked, practically ignored. I'm more of a subtle kind of woman. I choose to at least lighten the mood. I know that you might be having a hard time.”

Women danced in various costumes, some elaborate, others minimal. A woman in a black suit approached me. Older, confident, the kind of person who'd seen everything twice and wasn't impressed anymore. "First time?" she asked. "That obvious?" "You have that look." She gestured toward the back. "I'm Madam Fantasy. I run this establishment. What can we do for you?" "I have a Private booth. And I was recommended someone named Jailbird." She lifted an eyebrow, not surprised but definitely more attentive now. “Jailbird is one of our most requested performers. I hope you understand she doesn't come cheap.”

But Laura ignored the edge in her voice and calmly responded. ‘Yes I am. Laura crystal by name. I healed, that is why I look healthier now.’ The woman’s lip curved, but it wasn’t a real smile. Deep down, she hated Laura’s gut, a lot. ‘Well, y’all enjoy the evening. Jace…’ she paused and looked at him. He had a frown on his face particularly directed at her. ‘Please take care of Stacy. Remember, she is your woman.’ Monica, Michelle and Laura exchanged puzzled looks at each other. Deep down, Laura felt thick air in her lungs after hearing her words. It was obvious how sarcastic Prisca was towards her but then… when did Stacy become Jace’s’ woman?

I answered and smiled at her. “By the way, I am Tasha, I am the team director here in the CEO’s Office. I am here to give you this, it’s the schedule of Mr. Harrington for the whole week. He just fired his former secretary the other day, so you have a lot of work to do now” She explained. What he fired him? Damn! Mr. Harrington looks like someone whom you cannot mess with. I should really do my job well. I get the tablet from Tasha and thanked her.

This made Stacey’s expression stiffen for split of a second before she fixed it and forced out a smile. “Oh. I am sorry. I forgot that you are married now,” she commented before her eyes fell on Evelyn. Her sharp eyes made Evelyn almost want to cower at how intimidating they were before turning friendly. “You must be Evelyn. How lovely! I am Stacey, his closest friend.” Her tone was friendly, but Evelyn had a feeling that the beautiful blonde bore hostility towards her. Evelyn smiled and expressed, “Nice to finally meet you. I have a heard a lot about you. It’s nice to put a face to the name.”