Stacey Halprin Novels & Stories

“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.

Stacy asked cluelessly as they entered the elevator together the moment the doors slid open. "They have talked about you before you came, you know. We all know you already, even if we haven't met you. Stacy Hall. Twenty-eight. The youngest and smartest doctor in her set, who managed to start again after studying anatomy, and finished her degrees with perfect scores. Skilled and intelligent. Aced all the theories and practicals. Landed her second job in the most sought-after hospital in California, after becoming a star doctor in barely four months at her first hospital. Then she comes looking gorgeous, beautiful, and so luxurious like a little miss. Of course, they are intimidated!" Nadia's

Instead, she continued typing on her phone before she dropped it and stood up. She walked past us towards the staircase while Clinton and I continued watching her. She didn't climb the stairs and I thought it was because another footsteps were coming. I was right because a lady finally came down, a wide grin plastered on her face. Clinton froze beside me as if caught in a sudden frost, his entire demeanor stiffening like a statue carved from ice. On the stairs stood a stunning lady who looked like she had stepped out of a magazine. Her golden pixie-cut hair framed her face perfectly, and her skin glowed with a radiant brilliance.