Stacy Russell Novels & Stories

one of the girls standing next to me sneered mockingly. Stacy's lips curled in an unamused smile as she gritted out her words, "I don't think she's that innocent. She knows exactly what kind of slut she is. But of course, if she doesn't put up an act, how is she going to seduce the entire damn pack?" The smile vanished from my face. I tried to sidestep her, attempting to leave the situation. But Stacy blocked my path, stepping forward and getting uncomfortably close, her eyes burning with intensity.

And then, my eyes landed on the main female lead, Stacy. Stacy. Just seeing her made my stomach turn. She was my stepsister, though we were nothing alike. She had decided to be an actress too, and with the backing of her family, she had become very famous. She was sitting there, looking perfect in designer clothes, with her boyfriend Roman right next to her. Roman looked at me and smirked, while Stacy stared at me like I was something unpleasant she had stepped on. Why was she here? I had just seen her on the news the other day talking about her new show. It seemed like Stacy was everywhere.

I am already glammed up though, I was just waiting for Amielle's call for me to go to the set. I am wearing a tight red minidress and my killer heels. I really love how my stylist, Adrianne, styles me, it’s just so me, so STACY. As I was about to get up, my makeup artist stopped me. “Hold on just a bit” He then brushed a bit of loose powder on my face, making sure everything’s perfect. “Jakey can you please do it a bit faster? It’s almost time” I said “Yes ma’am... and done! Perfect!” He said with a smile

Stacy asked while looking at Emily from head to toe. Stacy put her hands on her hips, her face showing annoyance when she realized that her new rival was really beautiful, even prettier than the photos. "That's right! You're Stacy Wilson, right? Nice to meet you, I'm your fan!" Emily said while reaching out her hand to shake Stacy's. "Oh... is that so? All right, thanks. Aiden, come on in! I want to see you change your chlotes!" Stacy said while embracing Aiden's hand and leading him into the shooting room.

" 'Yes thank you, Mr. Marquis I think we will going meet soon again,' Don squinted his eyes in confusion. 'Haha on business purposes,' Max lightly chuckled after saying that. Then Max came directly to his brothers. Stuart's family also attended this banquet. Stacy Stuart wears a black lacy dress with a high slit. Stacy knows Max since her high school seeing him after this long she can't hold her excitement, Max's charm fully blinded her eyes. She can't take her eyes off Max and her four damn friends also encouraging her to go there. After putting some confidence on herself Stacy held a wine class and sexily swaying her plastic hips came to Max, ''Hello Mr. Jackson is Stacy Stuart, daughter

“Oh, hey, Britt. Yeah… I’ve just been busy.” Brittany folded her arms, tilting her head slightly. “Busy? Busy doing what?” Stacy exhaled, like she already didn’t feel like explaining. “Getting ready for graduation… prom… college.” Brittany’s expression shifted immediately. “…College?” she repeated, slower now. Stacy nodded, a small but proud smile forming. “Yeah. I got accepted into LSU on a full scholarship, for sports medicine.” For a second, Brittany just stared at her.

I paused, and the dot settled on her chat with Cyrus Richmond, the second-highest spender in the game. "She messaged Mr. Richmond, 'Cyrus, as long as I can stay by your side, I don't care about any label.'" The private room fell into a deathly silence, with only my clear, icy voice echoing through the space. "Stacy, your time management skills are truly impressive. It seemed your so-called sincerity could be divided into four parts and handed out like cheap candy."

Abigail smirked when she saw Alexandria stop in her tracks. "How'd you know ?" Alexandria asked with furrowed eyebrows. "I have my ways, even Stacy knows, why the hell didn't you tell us?," Abigail asked, arching one of her eyebrows as she crossed her leg over the other. "I haven't had the chance, you dummy, you make it seem like I committed a heinous crime," Alexandria said, rolling her eyes. "Hey guys, I gotta go," Stacy rushed out of the room in a fitted black gown with long sleeves and a pair of white heels, her raven black hair was tied into a bun, and she had very light make on her face.

Stacy chanted reasons to stop being jealous over something stupid. When Bruce heard Cherry’s voice from the stairs, he raised his gaze and saw Stacy dressed in a long-fitted royal blue gown that got all the way to her feet with a little flare at the hem. The gown had little sparkles on it. It was an armless gown that covers only the top of her boobs, it wasn't revealing that much except her neckline. She wore a simple heart earring and a necklace with a heart pendant. But the only thing that was off was the flat shoes she wore, yet it wasn't noticeable because the long gown had covered it up.

The men backed up at the threat and she smiled. "Run along and I'd go looking for a new slave, the one that ran is a Dragon." They ran off at that and she looked at me. "Hi I'm Arachne, Empath Witch and friends of the Three Moons." She said, holding her hand out. I took it and shook her hand. "Channing." "I know. The Three Moons talk about you a lot. Though I don't think Selene likes you very much." She said, before looking at the barrel.