Theresa Lynch Novels & Stories

She flipped the report card on the table. “A voice record.” I unlocked my home page. I played the voice record and increased the volume. “Jayden Bieber is the new CEO. He's blocking my way. I don't have an issue with Theresa.” From the anonymous voice, “Theresa is the heiress's of the Barbados. She's there to hinder us. We can put both of them to silent.” Racheal bulged her eyes. “It's more than what it is.” She exhaled deeply. “You guys aren't safe.”

she stood up from the chair and walked closer to the cell. Fck so Lily is one of the missing heirs of one of the most secretive and powerful Mafia in Ireland. This btch must be Orla, the current head. There were rumors that she killed her husband and the two heirs. Who would have thought, One of them is still alive. I need to protect Lily from this woman. “And if you want, I can replace Lily in your life.” she leaned on the steel bar of the cells, showing off her saggy breast. It took everything for me not to lash out and claw her eyes out. I will fcking kill this woman with my own hands.

All I could think about was surviving this nightmare and making her pay for everything. “You’ll always remember me now,” she whispered in my ear, her breath cold against my sweat-soaked skin. I didn't respond and continued glaring at her. She reached out and grabbed my jaw, making me wince in pain. “I know who you are. I know whose daughter you are. You are a Lycan princess and Clinton doesn't know this, right?” My eyes widened in shock. How did she find out? She read the question in my eyes and laughed.

Alice coldly scolded just when Zach and Yuri led the group of bodyguards walking past her. She stopped them. “As the bodyguards of the Lynch group, why did you listen to a mere designer, but not me, the president’s wife?” Zach and Yuri looked at each other and smiled. “We’ll only listen to our boss.” “Who’s your boss? Joshua Lynch?” “Neil Gibson.”

Tory was angry, she couldn't believe Grace could be so heartless,she stood at the door staring at Grace who had no idea she was there staring at her while she eats. it's been two weeks since the little money Tory had on her had run out, ever since then both Tory and Grace have been surviving on the little food which was barely enough for one person, which Tory gets from few guys who where trying to ask her out, not knowing each time she leaves the house to go look for food for both herself and Grace, Grace would get something to eat with the money her parents sent to her.

“I need your help in tracking the fragments of the holy Nromais.” “I’m sorry but I think you have mistaken me for radar or some sort of metal detecting machine.” She was about to go back inside her shop when the man stopped him, “Marga, the Queen Aera herself sent for you.” His words stopped her. Looking back, she asked, “Princess Aera is the Queen now?” “Affirmative. About a hundred year ago.” “What about Queen Sliofe?” “She withered.” “I’m sorry to hear that.” It looks like things at Lenriad changed a lot since she went away.

“I can't believe you actually have a mistress…I am putting an end to this charade…I am calling that Old man to explain that his granddaughter didn't do anything.” Allen rushed to me. “C'mon man, we are family, you don't have to do this….” “What was your gain? This isn't about you being left broke…you have always wanted to take control of The Rodriguez's group and I foolishly helped you, Allen you know my principles, you don't mine gold in another person's territory.” “Fine,” Allen blurted out. “Don't make the call, I would talk to Maria myself.” “I really don't want to get blood on my hands right now but your mistress has to go and you would pay for using me in your sick plan,” I turned back

" Thanks to your foolish incompetence, that wench was able to scale through that and had everything working in her favour." I frowned, knowing fully well that i was the 'Wench' that she was talking about. She thrust her leg, giving the poor assistant a sharp kick to the abdomen which threw her a few meters off. I winced, feeling the pain indirectly, watching as the assistant curled up in a foetus position ....... writhing in pain. Irina stepped up to the crying assistant, grabbing her by the hair while staring down at her. "I'll give you three days to get done with all the clues and disappear from my sight....... before i get rid of you myself!" - she threatened coldly.

They were all taking from me too soon. “As you wish, princess.” She walked out and closed the door behind her softly. I was glad she did not fight me. I could hear her talking to Theodore downstairs. “Layla is not feeling well today. She wants us to gather the stuff needed for the farm and our food supply.”