Lyney Lynette の小説・ストーリー

K.I. Lynn is the USA Today Bestselling Author from The Bend Anthology and the Amazon Bestsellers, Breach and Becoming Mrs Lockwood. She spent her life in the arts, everything from music to painting and ceramics, then to writing. Characters have always run around in her head, acting out their stories, but it wasn’t until later in life she would put them to pen. It would turn out to be the one thing she was really passionate about.

I tried to get away from the subject " Liny, these are my parents, Carl and Selena Hurst and this is my friend Charlie.” " Hello, Evangeline Adamos.” Liny introduced herself before watching Charlie for a while after shaking hands with my parents. She was the complete opposite of Theon, her personality seemed to be lively, and at some moments even a little inconvenient, while he was more centered. " Hey, are you the one who worked with her?" Liny asked Charlie. " Yes, we both danced together.” " What's it like to work with her? Was the money good? Did you have fun?”

Pulling her short hair up into a bun, Lyne stared back at her reflection in the mirror. She was a twenty-three years old mother of one with golden hair, blue eyes, and a curvy body. She moved sideways to check her butts and she chuckled at her silliness of checking how she had grown those past years.

Lynnet herself had knowledge of everything she had done during those two weeks, pretending to be Lynda, causing numerous scandals in nightclubs, restaurants, taking pictures of her in inappropriate positions with other men, even making love, and that had gone out on the web and social networks of the media, putting not only her, but Christian, who they said was the biggest horny guy on the island, in a bad light. "Oh sis!" Lynnet exclaimed mockingly as she looked at her contemptuously, "you have no idea how I will enjoy your misery; you have no idea what awaits you, you will never reach his love because he loves me to the point of asking me to go right now to our little love nest to see us b

the woman asked. Belinda rolled her eyes. “Let me guess—you’re one of her friends or fans?” “Well… I wouldn’t say we’re friends,” the woman replied with a knowing smile. “Let’s just say she has something I want.” She extended her hand. “Nice to meet you. I’m Lynne Perry.” Belinda eyed the hand warily before shaking it. “Belinda Smith.” Lynne’s smile deepened. “I have a feeling we’ll get along just fine.”

I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers. "I apologize for being late, I just came from a charity event," she said as she sat down beside Atticus. She must be the Luna. "I'm Nicole Hutton," she introduced herself, "First Lady of Hutton Empire." "It's a pleasure to meet you." Rayne smiled at her. "Forgive my question, but you're not a vampire, am I right?" Nicole asked Rayne. "No, I'm not. I'm a gifted human," Rayne answered her.

In the world where social hierarchy exists, there’s an 8 year old girl who lives in an orphanage and works for money. She has golden hair, and rainbowed eyes. Her eyes can change depending on how she feels. If she’s angry, her eyes will turn to red, if she’s sad, her eyes will turn to blue, but her normal eye colour is golden brown. “Clementine!” the head of the orphanage shouted to her. She quickly runs towards the room next to her, then asks the head.

I would never have to worry about you if you were just as sensible as her! He was fuming with anger, and Lynette just patted him on the back to calm him down. I laughed out loud when I watched the scene. However, Dylan couldn't hear me and continued yelling at my dead body for trying to give him a scare. I cocked my eyebrow in amusement. I certainly had plenty of things to learn from Lynette. However, I wouldn't call her "sensible" at all. I just figured that I had to learn how to shamelessly spew nonsense like her, playing Dylan for a fool in her hands and having him completely wrapped around her finger like a loyal lapdog while he refused to believe a single word I said.

“God, I love you so much more, Clyve Clifford Linton.” *** The End

When Lynette's cries softened, she wiped her tears and composed herself. Her face pale, eyes still glistening, Lynette forced a bitter smile. "I just... I was afraid it would be like his body, never found. Now it's back. Thank you, Luna Adelaide." Lynette asked her maid to help her out of the car and, after thanking Adelaide once more, she limped toward her own vehicle. Her solitary figure, shrouded in the rain and mist, seemed frail and vulnerable, with an air of lingering sorrow still emanating from her pheromones.