Theodore Laurie Laurence Novels & Stories

She had learned that her mate was quite chatty and they had spent the past hour exchanging stories about themselves. So far she had learned that Laurie’s last name was Mason and she was a doctor, a cardiothoracic surgeon who worked at some prestigious hospital in New York. She was allergic to shellfish (Kate had gotten a story about how Laurie had almost died after an ex boyfriend forgot to tell her there was crab in something she ate and she remembered to punch said ex should she meet him), and she had unsuccessfully played Peter Pan in a school play.

THEODORE, AT YOUR SERVICE Alternate Title: Theodore, The Spy Butler written by: Maxiel Linda (you can follow me on Twitter @RosesAndMaxiel. On IG: @_itsmemaxiesumagang_) Copyright©2020 by Maxiel Linda All rights reserved Reproduction or usage of this work or in part in any form by any electronic, mechanical or other means, now known or hereinafter invented, including xerography, photocopying and recording, or in any information storage or retrieval system, is forbidden without the permission from the author. Any reproduction, distribution or usage of this work in whole or excerpt in any online or offline media using technology now known or hereafter invented including photocopying, mobile te

Laurent is someone who wants and IS going to kill me at some point, any normal person would be terrified… but I've been prepared to die for weeks. I also know he's nothing but a cocky rich kid just like Rio and because of that, I'm not that scared for him as person. As long as Rio wants to keep me alive, Laurie is going to respect that. So, I nod and we all walk to the table to start eating what Laurie brought, like one big dysfunctional family. This time Laurie's energy is not as heavy as it was a while ago so I don’t feel too scared to look at his young, extremely pretty face. His hair is damp as if he just showered and he’s sitting next to his beautiful little mate, softly holding his han

After hearing what he said, she asked Serenity, “Does Mrs. Johnson plan to train Laurence as a doctor? Even so, there’s no need to force him to copy medical books at the age of three or four, right?” Serenity brought Sonny and Laurence to Westwood Manor, only introducing Laurence as a child fostered by Jane and did not clarify that he was also Dr. Carden’s apprentice. When she heard Corey, Serenity explained, “Laurence is Dr. Carden’s disciple, the one who helped treat Camryn’s eyes.” Corey suddenly realized. No wonder the little guy was being punished to copy medical books at such a young age. It turned out he was Dr. Carden’s apprentice, the renowned physician.

Laurent says. His answer seems to catch her off guard, but she has barely even comprehended it before he turns and sets the transcript down before facing her again. "Because Theo is a child,” he says, and I feel my heart skip. “He isn’t a strategy. He isn’t a leverage as well. And neither is he a tool to be used against another adult.” The tension in the room spikes as each word spoken by Laurent settles in everyone’s mind. Vivienne, though, appears more scared.

Laurence asked, “Can we talk alone?” Teddy had looked him up online. He looked like a powerful person. If he could walk into the classroom without permission, he could take him away behind his mother’s back. Teddy recognized danger well. Laurence had not come with good intentions. Was he going to take him away? His mother would be very worried. “No.” “Why not?” “Because I hate you.” Laurence was a little surprised by these words. “You know who I am.” His tone was definite. There was no question about it.

He gritted in frustration but couldn't say anything. "You...you..." Thea cut him off immediately, "By the way, Mr. Laurence, I didn't see my results being listed on the notice board earlier this morning, may I know why?" Mr. Laurence was trembling in anger as he spoke, "You have the nerve to ask me about that?" "Why shouldn't I?" Thea spat back. Ray was amused to see her guts though. He was enjoying the show very much. Mr. Laurence grabbed some papers from the drawer of his table and threw them at Thea.

"Good night Laurie." "Laurie?" I asked and raised an eyebrow. "You don't like it?" He teased me and rolled over onto his stomach, watching me. "It sounds French and feminine." I shrugged and finished off the bottle of blood. "I thought it was cute," he told me and then started to play with his ears. "Where'd you come up with it?" I asked and sat the bottle down. "Laurence- Laur... Laurie," he mumbled and looked up at me and smiled. "I thought the first part of your first name and a cute ending would make a nice nickname."

He offers, making me let out a grimace, "Oh, I'm sorry, did I hurt you with the truth? That you betrayed her?" "Shut the fück up." I mumble and walk over to do what we came here to do. I climb into the back of the van and pass all the stuff to Harry. When we get back with the two tables and some more chairs, I notice that Laurie isn't playing around with the twins as he usually does. He's sitting on the riverbank, throwing rocks into the water and looking sulky as hell. "Laurent, come here! I need to put more sunscreen on you!" Olivia orders, letting me know my son's full name for the first time. Laurent.