Novelas de Freya Lyons

I wish I was there to see Lewis' face when photos of our kiss surfaced. It wasn't even obviously me in the photos, it could have been any white girl in the world, but they quickly linked it to me because of our previous encounters. Either way, the vindictive part of me wanted Lewis to know that I had moved on quickly, even if it wasn't actually real.I grabbed my phone off the table when I heard it go off. Clara had been in a mood lately, so dinner was no longer an event that could last several hours with detailed descriptions of what happened in her day. Whatever I said was wrong, it seemed like she was reaching the end of her cute phase and started heading for her annoying child period. I haven't received any payments for a few months, and you haven't replied to the yellow warnings. You are ordered to leave within the week.It was from my former landlord, who I had told several times already that I had moved out and that my co-signee was now the only sig

He wasn't impressed by my great pitch, yet we hadn't seen each other in ages, and the baby had been growing a lot recently. At least I had made the right decision by wearing a top that is tight enough to show my bump.He stepped aside and walked me to the living room. If I hadn't lived here for a couple of days I wouldn't have noticed it, they had done an amazing job at cleaning it back up. The FBI clearly hadn't stopped at raiding his office. The, very few, decorative items Robert had were all positioned just a little bit off, not to mention the new order of books on the bookshelf. "I don't know where we are at friendship wise, so I'll keep it to the business part." I said after he had put a glass of water on the coffee table in front of me. "If you go to jail, what happens with me and the baby?"Robert wasn't phased by my question, nothing could break through that emotionless mask of his. "The money is already in a separate account that isn't being inves

I knew that I shouldn't expect him to pick up the moment I called. I wasn't even sure if he was in jail or not, though I already knew he had a great team of lawyers so he wouldn't be in there for very long. Still, I had no idea of knowing what was going on. Lewis quickly drifted to the back of my mind. I still felt an overwhelming feeling of disappointment when something did remind me of him, but my main worries were my sister and Robert. If he goes to jail... What happens with us?It has been five days since the raid at the King building had happened, yet not a lot of new information had been leaking out. Robert released an official press statement, obviously claiming he was innocent of all charges and that he would be more than happy to show that in a court of law. Yet so far he was only suspected of the charges, the FBI hadn't pressed any charges. "Thanks again." I said when Elijah opened the door. I waved at Kiara, who was sitting on the couch wi

I stretched out my sore muscles. I wasn't on official bed rest, but Robert had made it clear to me that I wasn't allowed to do anything. I was beginning to wonder if I had seen every single show on Netflix already, and if I hadn't I would surely have seen them all before the end of this pregnancy.My hand was on my small bump more often than not now. My original plan had been to hide it as long as I could from Clara, so I wouldn't remind her of it and she'd forget all about the baby as soon as possible, but that was no longer in the cards for us. It seemed almost childish that I had thought it was really possible to do that. My phone screen turned on, and I saw I was receiving a call from Lewis. He had been acting kind of weird lately, only giving dry responses to my messages and completely dodging my questions about meeting up so he could show me where he goes to school. I didn't feel like I was in a position to ask anything of him, seeing as I was pregnant with

Another twist in the story of Robert King’s love life. The famous CEO was recently reported to have gotten a mystery girl pregnant, and more information continues to leak out about her every day. She is by no means an angel, with a background of drugs, prostitution and a previous pregnancy by a mystery man. Today she was tagged in the picture of Instagram influencer Kiara Day, holding the young model’s newborn daughter. Is this a ploy by King to make his new girlfriend more likeable? Or does she have ulterior motives?

I couldn’t go to the hospital to visit Kiara, it wasn’t my place. However the following day I received a text message from her boyfriend Elijah. Melody was born at 5:33 this morning, both she and her mother are happy and healthy.

It was late at night when a knock landed on my door. I had been texting with my brother, who was interested in all the info I had gathered in this place, so I at least wasn't asleep yet, but I definitely hadn't been expecting any visitors. "Tessa?" I said after opening the door. "What the hell are you doing? It's like 3 am."

I never got to dance with the prince, which was only slightly disappointing. I meant what I had said to his brother. If I did not feel a connection I would not go through with it. Gwen, however, reassured me and the other girls who did not get to dance with him that there would be more balls, and more times to dance.The following morning we got another shocking announceme

"Oh." My vocabulary seemed to be limited now that I was suddenly faced with royalty. "My apologies. I did not know.""Do they have a royal house where you are from?" He asked me in return, probably to try and keep the conversation from drying out.

Outside the sky was already pitch black, but there were no clouds tonight. The stars almost shone as brightly as the dress I was wearing. It was way too much of a showstopper, I truly did not have the outlandish personality to back it up. I was envious of Tessa. Her mentor had decided on a black dress. She looked great in it because Tessa had a body any girl would be

Free vacation, free vacation, free vacation.I had to keep repeating it for myself. I was standing in front of a large mirror in my room, wearing Medoran clothes for the first time. I had expected to have to dress a bit fancier, I was expecting a full Kate Middleton moment, but nothing like this.

"We're ready for you." It was a young guy that said it, with blue eyes and messy brown hair. He looked like he was around my age, or maybe just a little bit older. I nodded and followed him in.The ballroom was grand, with white marble and gold everywhere. The ceilings were painted in a way the Sistine Chapel would have been jealous of. It was clearly used for parties, but