Diana Mackey の小説・ストーリー

He wanted to say sorry now, but didn't. "Sit," he said instead. And when she sat, he said: "I was told you've been visiting me." He was leaning back in his chair, twirling a pen around his fingers. "May I know what brought you here, ma'am?" "Thank you, sir." She placed some documents before him; Liam took just one glance at it. "My name is Diana Alex. I am the co-founder of Gris Tech Academy, an institution aimed at reproducing America's top tech pros." She tried a slight patriotic smile, but Liam's face was dead emotionless.

Diana who is Mark assistant Lawyer walked in through the doors with a laptop on her hands. “hey, you guys need to….” she paused as he brought her eyes up from her laptop. “Oh, wow, you are back.” She said and for some reason she did not look like her confident self. “ya we are. Now what did you want to show us Diana?” Mark asked her and I swear, I could see her blush. I brushed it aside as Diana proceeded with the laptop. She dropped it in front of us, “Damian is asking for a private meeting.” She said

But that was totally forfeited when the said people's president was my dick of a father who placed all our lives on burning coal. I was about to doom it all and through myself inside when the sound of approaching steps filtered through the room. Diana emerged from the corner dressed in a black knee-length bodycon dress and matching heels. The had a nice fur coat on top, but I still caught a glimpse of a tiny bump peeking through the lapels of her coat. How long has it been since I saw her? Goodness, Diana Bockle had a boyfriend? The woman was work-sexual, utterly in love with being Tom's lap dog.

“I can’t wait to see the little fella’s face and teach him how to hunt. His heart is beating fast, Jake. Is that okay?” “You all have been worrying me every day. The baby’s heart is fine.” Jake gathered sage and burned the tip. “I’m going to put on some clothes and get everyone.” Gerald stopped and turned around. “Diana wants to be here. Should I go over to Aidan's and wake her?” Frowning, Maddox laid her on the birthing bed. It appeared her alpha was still suspicious of Diana. Meanwhile, she and Camille had become great friends. She nodded at Jake. “Yes. She has something to keep the pain away. I’ll use anything.”

Director Lawn was flurried knowing that they wanted to leave, and he insisted to them to stay on and complete the shooting. Just as they were arguing, Hilda noticed Diana walking toward Luna. Worriedly, she stride over. "Hey, what are you doing?" Diana glanced at Connie and Luna, then Hilda, who had her mask on. Suddenly, she came to a realization about their backgrounds. "So, you're Maya Damien!." Maya Damien was the daughter of Adrian Damien. Diana had seen her before at Bourne's product launching ceremony, which Sahara had carefully planned but was ruined. Sahara had even spent a great deal of money to invite numerous celebrities to support the event, and Diana was one of the guests.

photograph with flowers symbol of death Maya did not reply to her brother; In few moments her parents came and they took her home. Maya felt her vision blurred with tears when she laid on the bed that night; the big packet of various tablets with a glass of milk was kept on the nightstand; she was supposed to take that and sleep the night off; Everything she ever worked for seemed to go in vain. Maya was one of the lucky students who completed graduation at the age of 19; She wanted to be a model and next week was her audition for a modeling reality show.

Damien snorted. "Wow boss! I thought you love ladies!" Said Kimberly. "Yeah, I love ladies but not the skinny ones. Like this one coming. Her neck bones are too visible." Kimberly laughed and immediately kept quiet when the lady got to them. The lady breathed out nervously like she's about to be judged in a competition. "Hi!" She finally spoke. "Yes, what do you want?" Damien snapped. "Uhmm....I'm Jenny and you?" "Go straight to the point! What are you here for and why did you stop us?" He fixed a glare at him.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.

"I'm glad to see that you're all healed up." "Thank you," Rayne spoke in a tone that concealed her nervousness and I liked that. I did not want her to be intimidated by anyone. I wanted my lady to be strong. We sat down and a little while later, the door of the meeting room opened after we heard a slight knock. A lady in her early thirties walked inside. She had long dark brown hair, bronze skin, and hazel eyes. 'A Middle Eastern beauty,' I read Rayne's thoughts. I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers.

Mordecai corrected, automatic and flat, like he had said it a hundred times. “It still makes me your sister.” I lay there, perfectly still, terrified they would notice I was awake, while my mind raced through everything at once. Every piece was suddenly slotting into place, one after another, so fast it made my head spin. The way Diana had argued with people no one else dared to argue with. The way she had known things about the pack, about Mordecai, that nobody else seemed to know. The way pack members had greeted her in the street like she was somebody, and I had never understood why an omega commanded that kind of respect.