Stacey Halprin Novels & Stories

If I hadn’t seen what I’ve seen and done what I’ve done. She leads me down the hall from her daughter’s room to her own, and on the way, Taylor tells me all about her mate, Cyrus, who is also the beta of Reid’s pack. Apparently the adjustment to parenthood has been rough on both of them, but Cyrus has stepped up more than she ever expected him to. Her hazel eyes light up when she talks about her mate, her wavy shoulder-length honey brown hair bouncing as she speaks animatedly.

They look so strikingly beautiful just standing over there. “Oh, Amy.” Harris points to the two, ‘These are Stacey and Steven.” I look at the two. “So you are not going to introduce her to us, huh?” Stacey asks Harris. She has shiny salon-fixed waist-length wavy blonde hair, around 5’7 in height, and is wearing a tight bright pink sparkly spaghetti-strapped midthigh length dress and knee-high black gladiator 4 inched stiletto-heeled boots. Stacey is wearing heavy makeup that definitely accentuates her features but it is also evident that underneath it all lies a very pretty young woman.

“And he is your saviour how?” She looked at him with a raised eye brow. “I just told you that he helped me.” “By not allowing you punch a guy? How is that any help?” He shrugged his shoulders. “Well, that was about the only thing he could help me with as at that time. I had gone there hoping to find something about Stacey Rohn.” “Stacey Rohn? Who is Stacey Rohn?” “The most recent victim of the serial killer, turns out she was grand father’s… ugh! She was Mr. Colin’s personal secretary as well.”

Harry nodded slightly as a response. The elevator was unusually quiet. Harry quietly reached out to touch Stacy's hand. Stacy, as if she received an electricity shock, quickly put her hand behind her back and moved a step away from him. The staff of the Hyatt, who was standing in front of them, heard the noise and looked back at Stacy. "Are you also an employee of the Hyatt? Why haven't I seen you before?" Stacy came to the Hyatt for a few days six years ago and worked as an interpreter for Harry. After a long time, no one would know her.

I really admired her—no-nonsense attitude and how dedicated she was to her work. “Come with me.” We followed her into the meeting room. Fiona was already seated. “Miss Fiona!” Stacy squealed, clearly thrilled. Probably relieved she wouldn’t have to put up with Victor’s chaos anymore. “The others will be here shortly. In the meantime, let me go over your roles.” I sat down beside Stacy, resting my hands on the cool glass table. Zara started by discussing Fiona’s schedule for the coming months. “Stacy, you don’t have to be Victor’s assistant anymore. You can go back to your regular PR position.” Stacy had only stepped in as a volunteer anyway.

Her enthusiastic mood diminished when she heard her boss' voice in the reciever. "Kindly bring the proposal documents for tomorrow's board meeting. " "Yes sir." She replied as she replaced the reciever. She picked up the proposal documents, neatly arranged them and rose from her desk. Hesitatingly, she said a short prayer, turned the door knob and opened one of the two huge pair of doors. A white carpet spread through the spacious office. The large windows showed a wide view of the city. The mahogany shelves and file cabinets were full of books arranged neatly. He stood at one of the shelves engrossed in one of Christopher Columbus' diaries. He closed the books and addressed her.

Emily Warner I swallow hard as I look at the Lachlan enterprise building approaching. I felt Danika rub my back before I got out after saying bye to her. I ignored all my thoughts as walked straight in the building to the cafeteria. I need food to calm my nerves. I avoided greeting people and acted like I was in a hurry. I was in no mood to have small talk about my ‘vacation’. Everyone in the office was just as shocked as me when Hank announced his marriage news. The number of people that came up to me and asked me ‘I thought you were

I said as Stefano scrambled onto Max’s back as he spun, “Although at least if we have to go to the ER, I might get to see Milly. I haven’t seen her in weeks.” Now twenty-seven, Milly had fine-tuned her powers and was the best Doctor we had. She could heal any wound without breaking a sweat. We’d hardly lost any soldiers to injuries in years. “She is continually working,” Max said, “The woman never rests.” “Well, tell her the Luna has ordered her to take a day off soon and meet me for a coffee. I miss her.” “Will do,” he said as Madeleine joined the ‘climb Maxy’ game.

She greeted the Director politely, “Director Bridgers.” The woman standing before the Director seemed familiar, but he couldn’t recall her identity. Turning to Tony, he asked courteously, “May I know who…” “She is Miss Stark, Senior Designer of Chase Group. She’s also in charge of the design for Hart Group’s Sunny Bay Project this time round.”

he mutters under his breath as I signal for Hunter to continue. Hunter works through Hayley, then Megan and Gemma before finally we get to the last contestant. “Contestant one Stacey Soley of the Bluemoon pack 19 years old,” Hunter begins as I drown him out with the beat of my heart as my blood roars in my veins her sharp blue eyes seem to tease me that even now she is within my reach and yet still out of my grasp. My eyes rake over her fucking perfect body. The perfect temptress.