Stacey Staxx True Story Novels & Stories

Celine asked . "Never have I thought that I will have to repeat this old story again but if you want an explanation, then I will give you one"Stacey said starring at Celine. "It all began when my mother died. You must still be thinking that she died because of a heart disease just like I made every one believed but as it turns out she didn't die because of that. She died because of the pain, the pain of having being through a ghastly situation"Stacey began softly

He knew he was going to talk about her eventually, what he didn't want was Tyler's never ending teasing and probing for private info, he just wanted to get the necessary information from him and leave it at that, even though he knew that it was practically impossible. "Sure you just called to check on me?" Tyler asked with a light chuckle in his voice that he recognized as teasing. He'd exhausted all his options at stalling, and Tyler knew he wasn't one to call for no reason. "What's the real issue mate? C'mon spill... Is it a woman?" Tyler prodded with a hint of a smile in his voice. " Its not a woman, well... its about a woman, not just a woman..." God he was exasperated, Tyler was a case.

I guess things felt too tense between us for him to want to stay. Makayla turned her head toward me, her dark eyes narrowing. “Of course, I’m serious.” I let out a slow, shaky breath. “I knew Stacey was ruthless,” I admitted, my gaze falling to my lap. “I knew she cut people out of her life when they were no longer useful to her. But this? She’s always talked about fighting for Colorado, about being a voice for the people. And now she’s—” My voice wavered, and I clenched my jaw to keep it steady. “She’s selling it.”

said the voice, "Stacey's very keen to be involved in your film." "She is?" said Mike in surprise. If Stuart hadn't of been in the room with him he would have suspected a prank, but no one else knew they were doing this. "Umm..does Miss Valentine realise this is a rather..umm.. how shall I put it..low budget film." "Yes of course," said the agent. "Stacey's keen to go back to her roots and do an independent low budget movie. She feels she's lost touch with where she came from and she's picked your movie to regain this realism."

I picked my phone lying on the bed and phoned my personal investigator. " Have you find anything? " I asked " No sir. I will tried my best " he answered. " tried hard " I said and cut the line. I picked my towel lying on the bed and walked to the bathroom. STACEY P.O.V I smiled as I remembered how I hit Alex really hard just as I promised. He deserved it for thinking am cheap. " one down. The last one to go " I sing. Wait... where the hell is Alex. I haven't set my eyes since our hot argument.

When she was about to come over to open the door for Stacy, she pushed the door and walked down by herself, and Harry took her hand. 00Stacy struggled, "Will it be bad?" 00After all, she had been uploaded on the Internet before, and her identity had been speculated. Rumor has it that she is an 18th line star or something. 00Although she didn't care, she didn't want to be talked about, and looked at some ugly words. 00Harry glanced at her, "What's wrong?" 00Their veritable couple, Stacy is not cheating, nor is he a lover, they are upright, and the more they hide, the more they will imagine.

He made sure the news about Annie's did not circulate, trying everything possible not to let Alex have an idea about the dismiss of his mother, but Alex still got a hold of the full information ten years later when a journalist reached out to him. He had just gotten to his office when his secretary told him one Mr Raymond wants to see him urgently, at first Alex was reluctant to see anyone who had decided to hide his identity, but on a second thought he decided to see the man in question. "What do you want?" He asked, not bothering to look at whoever was standing in front of him as his eyes were glued to the file he was reading. "Iam here to discuss something that might interest you" Mr Raym

"What am I going to do Stacey? Stacey?" Stacey was still in bewilderment about the whole secret. I knew that sooner or later I would tell her about my affair with Kaiden Kross, but I didn't think it would be the very night I tried to avoid it. She literally became sober when she heard it. "You are sleeping with your boss, THE Kaiden Kross?", Stacey screamed. "Is that the main issue right now?" I snapped.

I groan, dragging a hand through my hair. That’s when I spot her. A girl, three guys surrounding her. I almost ignore it at first. Then I hear it. Faint. Barely there. “Help…” Only one person could sound like that. It’s Stacy. In seconds I'm with them, pulling one of those fuckers off her, my fist collides with his face, making him stagger. I grab one, slam his head into the wall. The other lunges—I hit him before he gets close.

“Stacey is not an ordinary woman… she’s a psychopath” She’s a psychopath? Is she even telling the truth or making up stories again to drag Stacey? Right now, I don’t know which one to believe and which one should not. “Thank you for the time, Mrs. Marissa” Ken and I left her house. As we entered the car, Ken asked. “Do you believe her?” “One way to find out is to hear the two sides of the story” “You want to meet Stacey?” “Yeah” Ken didn’t ask more questions and just drove. I had to find her social media to know where she lives and asked people around about her whereabouts until one of them told us an exact location.