Romans & histoires Holly Wheeler

A complicated look of regret crossed her face. "So what if you know? Are you going to stop loving me over something this small? I promise you—if you make Wendell happy today, I'll marry you tomorrow." I laughed until tears came out. 'After everything, Jody, are you still lying to me? You and Pete have been married for years. In that house, I was always the third wheel.' Jody quickly fixed her clothes and pulled out a compact to touch up her makeup. In front of other people, she always cared so much about her image.

My subconscious asked me and I just sighed, really, I have a problem. I rested my head on the headrest with my eyes closed, my fingers drumming slightly on the steering wheel. A car honk made me open my eyes and I glanced at the Hummer Jeep that parked in front of the house. It wasn’t a second later and the door opened as Holly in a short white skirt and crop nude top ran out of the house. Her hair as always was in a ponytail and it bounced as she ran. A guy came out of the car, he looks like a college kid and he picked her up and kissed her, squeezing her ass and she just laughed and hit him playfully on the chest. He put her down and opened the car for her and she kissed him on the cheek b

It was Ivan Holloway! THE IVAN HOLLOWAY Holloway empire. The second largest organization in the United States, and the fifth largest in the world! I had seen his face on Forbes and the news more times than I cared to count! And Tehilah? He was my sister's idol. Tehilah was into real estate herself, and this man, the man I was standing in front of, owned the largest and most successful real estate company in the United States of America. What kind of luck had smiled upon me today?

I paid and went back to the tabe not find her Missing again. Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!!! Can you at least have a little pity on me I yelled attracting the eyes of most customers.

Amelia suddenly remembered how Helga prevented her from opening the television. "Wait, I'll send you the video. Oh my god, Lia. What is going on there?" Tara said as she quickly sends the video to her friend. Amelia clicked the link that Tara had sent her. She watches it for a few seconds before seeing her own face with Damian, the day that they exited the hospital when she went for a check-up. 'The Damian Castillo, caught in a scandal with a 17-years old girl' Amelia read the headlines. Her eyes were wide open as she watches the news about how Damian Castillo laid his hands on a minor.

she said, moving closer to me. As she leaned in closer, I could almost hear the rapid rhythm of her heart, and I observed the coldness in her eyes. She moved towards my ear as if about to whisper something, but then she declared, "You're going to die here, Hawthorne." With that statement, she stepped away, gesturing to Ryan, who nodded and proceeded to activate a switch. The room suddenly brightened, revealing the surroundings to me. My attention was immediately drawn to the Omega wolf lying on the floor. Fists clenched in frustration, I watched her lifeless form, unable to do anything to help.

"Holly, Stella slipped off the mountain accidentally and is bleeding heavily! You need to come to the hospital immediately to draw blood!" "You have half an hour to come to the hospital." "You'll be held accountable if anything happens to Stella!" After reading the texts, Holly left the group chat and blocked them all, her face devoid of expression. From now on, she was no longer Stella's blood bank, no longer Frank and Mary's daughter, no longer Colin's sister, and certainly not Oscar's fiancee. She was Holly Webster, and nothing more. She turned her head one last time to glance at the place she had called home for over 20 years, then stepped into the car that came to pick her up with the s

“I have a pretty good idea, yeah.” “Who?” Holly’s face darkens. “My ex-sorority sister, Madison. She’s been bitter ever since Felix rejected her at that party last year. And she has a drone." "A drone?" We hear Kyle perk up. “That’s so much cooler than climbing a tree.” “Kyle, focus,” Indie snaps. “Right. Sorry. Drones bad.” I look at Holly, trying to look hard. She seems sincere. But then again, she’s also a master of manipulation.