Theresa Lynch Novels & Stories

It looks like things at Lenriad changed a lot since she went away. “It’s alright. She had lived a long and happy life. It was time for her reunion with the Creator.” “If the new Queen asked for my assistance, then I shall follow.” She invited him inside her shop and offered him a seat. “Why is the Queen in search of the Nromais remains?” “The air had been full of the talks of a Dark Child who seeks it out. Queen Aera wants to salvage it and keep it from the wrong hands.” “Who is this Dark Child?”

“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

Alex asked. “Teresa Lyde. She’s a friend I met two years ago. She owns a department store at Lane Hills and has worked with a lot of influential women, she came to my aid when I said I wanted a maid and said Ophelia came from the country side with this extended family and needed help.” “Well thank you for your time”Alex dropped his shoulders. “That’s all?” Anne asked. “Do you want to say more?” Alex retorted. “You’re annoying.” Anne gently got on her feet.

" 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.”

"I'd love to see this so called Secretary. Monitor her movements with Damien for sometime before you finally attack. I don't want a dirty job. A clean one." "Sure, Sir." "Go to the penthouse and find out what that crazy girl want. She has been disturbing my peace, not letting me sleep peacefully for two days now. She should be grateful i'm keeping her alive. Don't let her know what's going on at all." "I will do that neatly." Bryan answered and left the room. 'I can't wait to ruin lives again.'