The Score Elle Kennedy Novels & Stories

"You bitch—" Kennedy caught her hand expressionlessly. "We're both women. Do you really think I'd lose to you in a strength contest?" As she spoke, Kennedy applied pressure with her foot. Eliana screamed in agony, her grip completely weakened, utterly dominated by Kennedy. The sudden reversal of the situation caught everyone completely off guard. Kennedy had appeared to be nothing more than a beautiful, fragile heiress who had lost her fortune. Who would have guessed she could fight so fiercely? The others finally snapped out of their shock and rushed forward to pull them apart.

Hannah, as one of the candidates, just leaned against the couch with a content smile, watching their antics as if she were not involved. At that moment, influenced by the emotions of his sisters, Kaden found his lips and mouth somewhat dry. He unconsciously licked his parched lips and quietly clenched his fists. Naomi and Nina worked together to search for the scores. They cheered simultaneously the moment they saw it. "Kaden, you scored 683! You're amazing!" Naomi pounced on her brother, rubbing his cheeks forcefully. She jumped and shouted to release her joy and excitement, "683 points! That's just fantastic!"

“How did you find me?” “Were you hiding?” Elle mused, “It was so easy to find you though,” she mocked. “What do you want?” Kenton snapped. “Whatever you have on Mira Sterling and a testimony in court” Elle said simply, meeting his gaze with a harder one. Kenton froze for a second but his surprise was gone in an instant and replaced with a dry laugh. “I don’t know who you think you are…” Elle gasped in shock as Graham moved, pulling her behind him as Kenton lunged, wielding a rusted switchblade.

It was this woman who brought the Russo family back to its feet in Seneriffe, stronger even than it had been in my father's time. I let out a quiet, scornful breath. "I am the Donna not because the family signet ring happens to be in my hand, but because I am the one capable of leading the famiglia forward. Even without the ring, the famiglia would still follow me." I looked straight at Luca. "Go on. Try ordering the soldati yourself. See whether they answer to you." Under my words, Luca's face drained of all color. His body swayed, as if the ground beneath him had turned unsteady.

“I would’ve sent flowers to her. A condolence card, maybe, because I'm sweet like that.’” “You’re losing it, Ella.” Kennedy giggles, “I love it.” I move on to the next dummy with a different photo of Thalia. This one is also a close-up, it's of her laughing, head thrown back, face flushed, because of who is taking the photo, Alpha Knox. I can't help but stare at it with disdain.

"Mr. Kennedy, if you have something to say, just say it, and don't shout at my students." Ms. Emerson was not too happy with Mr. Kennedy's approach. She frowned and stood unrelenting in front of him. Mr. Kennedy was exasperated, looking at Nicole, and threw the test paper in his hand to the ground. "I would like to know how his student of yours scored full marks in the Math Olympiad competition and the monthly exam. What the hell has she done?" 'What?' Everyone knew it was Nicole who won first place in the Math Olympiad competition by having a perfect score. Now she even got a full score on the monthly exam.

I nod, and we stand talking for a few minutes before William calls attention. Kellan walks off and sits with Darius, Sage, and Lyra join me. “As you’re aware, each contestant spent a lot of time in front of the cameras answering questions. These were unedited and raw. What you saw was real. We have gathered all the information to see who scored the best.” We walked to the stage, and Darius sat holding two boxes. Are they the names of those who made it? “With a total score of ninety-six out of hundred, is Xenia. Sorry, Elara.” William shakes his head. He was fine calling me Xenia. Darius walks over and holds out a necklace. I turn, and he fastens it around my neck.

Elion said softly, "because it's the one he wants to make real." The audience melted. "Awwwww!" "That is the sweetest thing I have ever heard," Mira declared. "Team Delta wins! Perfect score!" Kieran threw his marker on the floor. "Oh, come on! He's hallucinating!" "He's dreaming, Kieran," Mira corrected. "There's a difference. Cut! That's a wrap!" The lights dimmed. The audience began to file out. Elion slumped against Cale’s chair. "That was close," Elion whispered.