Romans & histoires The Best Of Danielle Steel

“So they had an understanding?’ she thought idly, disturbed. As she stared pensively, she saw another figure emerge, and her eyes nearly popped out. Especially when she saw that it was a familiar face, the pixie face with the unruly copper curls peeking out from beneath the hoodie. **** Proserpina I was in the middle of my work at mid-morning. Since it was Christmas Eve, my children were busy screaming and shouting and playing in the house. Baby Claude wanted to join his older siblings who regarded him as a ‘pesky nuisance’, as Piers put it imperiously. I had to catch up on some work, check the progress of some projects we had undertaken, and do other mundane things when the phone rang. It w

And Ben would have called for my head if he had missed this because of me. So I manned up. Put on my best party outfit. A pair of Jeans and full length shirt of course. I had Chestnut coloured 3A hair, but I always dyed it pure black. But this time, I decided to go natural. With a bit of a different of-course. Ben advised me to go for modern mullet. Said it would "make Clara more I interested." I only tried it because I was tired of carrying the same hairstyle from highschool.

Danielle “Will you just listen to your best friend and know that she is looking out for you?” Kim asked. “You’ve only ever been with one guy and he kind of ripped you off, so you’re both naïve and gun-shy in the face of hot guys.” “I’m not a child, Kim,” I pointed out. “I’m not saying you are, Dani. But you’re sweet and you see the good in everyone. You even give Steve somewhat of the benefit of the doubt most of the time.”

Cara says with a grin. "Well, I bought her six pairs of heels, two air Jordan retro, and the entire collection of Harry Potter." Danielle smiles. "I bought her a collection of novels -- " Nina says. Danielle cuts her off "Great mind think alike." Nina chuckles. "I bought a new phone case, and a diamond necklace." She says. We stare at her in shock, those shits are expensive, She notices our expression, and says "Guys, I'm not poor, I'm kinda rich, I told you I'm a superb photographer." She explains.

I would not allow Adrian fucking Valentino walk over me like he was used to doing to other girls. I was determined to show him that I was not one of the many girls who threw themselves at him and would do every of his biddings. I was Danielle Dawson. I was a different type of breed. I was confident, strong, and beautiful, and no body, not even the most powerful man in the whole of New York, could break me and make me feel less of myself. Adrian cleared his throat a second time, the sound echoing in the room, breaking me out of my reverie and restoring the room to silence once more.

Luckily for Slyvia, her friend was in, which just made her glad because finally, there would be someone she could talk to. The outing she had with Remus the previous day was a bit too awkward, considering the fact that they had never acted like a couple before and acting it up for the whole world to see was awkward. "Hey babe." Danielle said. Danielle was a redhead, her hair usually shone in the morning light whenever she went out for a run. The only time the redhead went for a run was if Slyvia agreed to go with her. If not, she would remain in her room, she was as lazy as anything but she provided the best gift so Slyvia stuck with her.

And the neon sign that flashed The Golden Harp in bright yellow. “What do you mean, ‘my bar’?” I asked, and he placed a gentle hand on the small of my back to urge me forward. He opened the door for me, and we were met by the happy din of a well-served patronage. It was a cozy little dive with low-hanging green glass lamps, a pool table and a couple of dart boards. The room was half full, and boasted considerably more men than women, most of whom wore the same black leather vest that Patrick wore, marking them as members of the Steel Claw. And that meant I knew most of them as well.

"Because it's for Her Highness's birthday ball." Danielle's birthday ball?

She decided to put up the tough girl front to get rid of the obstacle that had appeared out of nowhere. "I won't stop you, I just want to tell you that this is probably dumb but I want to wish you the best. I am not brave like you and my wolf would not last out there but I can wish you all the best. Can't I?" Danielle smiled sadly and clenched her hands at her side. "I wish I could protect Ana just as she has shown us her great friendship. I feel terrible for doing certain things and I know that I cannot atone for my sins but I want to tell you that I will support you and wish you all the best." Tears ran down Danielle's face as she spoke.

Her expression was one of icy calm, though her eyes burned with fury. “Well, well,” she said, her voice carrying across the room. “You’ve made it farther than I expected. I’ll give you credit for that.” “Drop the act, Elena,” Damian said coldly. “It’s over.” Elena tilted her head, a cruel smile tugging at her lips. “Oh, Damian. It’s never over. Not for people like us.” She signaled to her guards, and the room erupted into chaos. --- Gunfire filled the air as the team engaged in a brutal firefight. Sage ducked behind a desk, returning fire at one of Elena’s guards. Damian took out the other with a precise shot, his movements calculated and efficient.