Romans & histoires Stephanie's Wild Ride Full House

she asked him slowly. After he nodded, Stephanie walked towards the car. She couldn’t stay a minute longer at the villa. She wanted to go home with Billy, to close the door and pretend for as long as she possibly could that everything was good. That they were happy. That they had a future together... a future with a wonderful child in it.

Mrs Weston growled, marching towards the alter. “I’m sorry Mrs Weston, but if my bestie wants to see her man.. then her man she gets to see.” Stephanie replied dropping her scissors back in her bag. Somehow she knew it would come in handy and that was why she brought it along, just incase a certain bride needed to run away. “Abigail, let’s go.” Stephanie stretched out her hand, smiling at her friend. “No, she’s not going anyway. You are not going to leave me on the alter, Abigail!” Mark yelled.

Since I signed divorce papers in the dark and drove four hours without calling anyone. Since I stood in front of a ransacked kitchen with a threat pinned to the refrigerator with a knife and did not have a single person to call. Since long before any of that, if I am being honest. Since Gloria. Since Richie's empty house at seventeen. Since I learned that wanting things leads to disappointment and the safest thing to do is want as little as possible. It comes out ugly and gasping and without dignity and Dr. Vivian stays on the line. She does not try to stop it or redirect it. She just stays.

He stood out in the crowd, making everyone stare. " Chase..." It was his father calling to him. Chase walked towards him. " You're late but I'm glad you're here" Alpha Ron said. Beside him was a woman. Her dress was flying around her, along with her hair. Her skin was a pale yellow and she had a set of dazzling white teeth. She was smiling widely at Chase. So she was to be the replacement. Chase thought. " Chase, meet Sylvia. Your stepmother-to-be" " Hello Chase" Sylvia said. Her voice was high-pitched.

“I need to go to Vegas. It’s an urgent family emergency. Something come up that I need to handle—” “Something?” Her voice rose. “Mr Max, the kid I left you to watch over has been missing for three days, and you’re telling me now that you’re flying off to God-knows-where?” “I didn’t choose this—” “Bullshit!” she snapped, stepping back and letting him in just to give her fury room to breathe. “You came here pretending to help and pretending to care about Max. And now that things get serious, you’re running away...”

She was pissed, extremely pissed to the point she imagined throwing her out of her house and dragging her by the foot to the gate. “I’m Shane’s girlfriend. Other than that, you should have seen me in TVs,” she gave her a funny look from head to toe. “…unless you haven’t seen a TV before since you don’t look like you could afford to even refurbish one. Well, I’m Stephanie Solis. Remember that name,” Stephanie said in a way Audrey found displeasing. ‘Oh, so this is what you actually looked like in person. You only have your singing voice and layered makeup,’ Audrey dissed her inside her mind.

With that said Claudia hung up and whispered to Charlie, “Mr. Wade… No, Brother Charlie. Gopher’s already at the door.” Charlie nodded. He went to Stephanie and said, “Stephanie, why don’t you accompany me out for a walk if you have nothing to do?” Stephanie knew at once that Charlie was going to Gopher’s casino. She agreed without hesitation and said, “Sure, Brother Charlie. Wait for me.” After that, she said to Mrs. Lewis, “Mrs. Lewis, I’m taking Brother Charlie out for a walk. You don’t have to clean up the dishes. Just ask Claudia to put them in the dishwasher later.”

she explained drinking the wine she has brought with her "how come I don't know him," he asked surprised "you are busy with all the restaurants, I am even surprised you agree to follow me here" "because I want to see the lady who swept my son off his feet" this caused Stephanie to blushed. just then the front door opened with Vincent rushing in, Stephanie gave him a murderous look and he pleading with his eyes "mom and dad" he went to them

“Yeah, Mama Naomi, I can ride with you after our little princess gets to ride.” Guilt filled me and I took a step back as I nodded. “T-that’s fine.” Rip leaned over and kissed my cheek before taking her over to the white horse that Raja was waiting beside. Charity stood by the brown horse, closest to it, obviously waiting for me. As I walked over to her, I tried to keep my thoughts together, but I was slowly breaking, and I didn’t know how to stop it. After mounting the horse per Charity’s instructions, I turned to look at Rip, who was patiently explaining how to safely ride a horse to Becky, who was hanging onto every word he spoke. It was so easy to get lost in the fairytale of Becky being

"The 'Behavioral Clause' in the contract isn't just about the gala, Elara. It’s about every hour of every day. And tonight, your behavior was... lacking." I felt a shiver run through me that had nothing to do with the cold. The car began to slow. I looked out the window and saw the massive, wrought-iron gates of the Vane Estate. They didn't just open; they retreated, allowing us into the sanctuary of his fortress before hissing shut with a heavy, hydraulic groan. The car crawled up the long, winding driveway lined with ancient oaks that looked like skeletal hands reaching for the sky. "The gala is over," Julian said, his voice dropping to a velvet whisper as the limo pulled up to the front s