Stella McCartney, my favorite though.
The night shined darkly than usual, the sky condensing, surely, it was going to rain, it was Wednesday, it always rains on Wednesday nights.Miranda loved this sight, hanging her hands freely on her railing, as she gazed up at the sky, with a twitch of the lips. She imagined something.She was like princess Repunzal gazing down at her extremely tower, waiting for her prince charming, but hell. Mira needed no prince, she needed no one. She had herself. That was enough, right?'You are a monster, Mira. That's what you are.'Her body trembled, while her hair grew furious due to the night wind. She managed to take in a deep breath, but it suckled her lungs, she forced her lungs to operate, so she just took in a large amount of breath."Ma'am?" A gentle voice called out, and she snapped her face immediately to her, her face turning red. "Ma'am. Are you okay?"Horror washed over her face, before she took in a deep breath.Relax Mira. It's just the chef.Her chest heaving returned back to no
"What would you like to have Sir? Shall I lead you to your table Sir?" There was one thing Dexter hated most.Waiting,And, as soon as he pushed the door of the tiny bistro which read 'burgers dogders' He wasn't even sure he read it right. He wasn't in a good mood, and coming to a local shop just to meet a friend seemed to irk him more."Sir." The waitress hovers across him, trying to follow his footsteps, he stopped for a bit, and she landed on him, she smelled of sickening perfume. Why in the hell would women apply perfume to the point when they smelled sickening?"Don't. Follow. Me." He stared at her darkly, even if he could count. The bistro was empty, the smell of garnished donut hit his nostrils hard. Shit. He didn't needed any of this."Oh." The waitress batted her lips which was supposed to be something cute; but to him, it was rather an act of seduction, He gazed at her darkly, knitting his brows, her cloth was extremely short, like really short, the bob of her dark hair sto
Zoey had never felt this kind of awkwardness before; it was tensed, gnashed teeth, heavy stares, dark looming presence. To be frank, Zoey was loving every bit of it.The couple took a minute to study themselves, their face rigid on each other, Lia gently sat beside Zoey, while Asher took his seat beside Dexter.Now, who would talk first? Zoey bit her lower lips, okay, she had no idea what it meant for soon to be divorced couple meeting in a restaurant, weird. But a bit gossip-worthy.Dexter finally spoke up, God bless this man, Zoey stared at him with gratitude, and to her surprise, he cleared his throat, and rammed his hands along his thick dark hair, allowing the strand to fall back in place."Asher." He took a quiet cough, one that sent a dread down everyone's heart. "Mrs. Lin. It's nice seeing you in person."Zoey bit her lips, okay, right now, all she needed was her bowl of popcorn, and maybe even some coke, cause hell, she was enjoying every bit of it."Same." Tensed, Zoey looke
"Zara, where are you?" Zoey shoved through the crowd at the park, turns out people came to the park mostly on Wednesdays, weird. It bustled today, with kids dragging their unwilling parents along pointing to almost every snack bar.She bumped into someone, but just muttered a word under her breath, before she continued walking, the sweet smell of cuisine, the yell of kids playing, she gazed around, a light smile perking towards her lips.If Zara wanted to live like this, if she wanted to have fun so badly, then Zoey would do all she can to give it to her. She loved her daughter, more than anything in the world."Mother." A tiny figure ran to her gently, before tugging at the hemline of her gown, Zoey peered down at her, she noticed the smudge of cotton candy on her daughter's lips, okay maybe, Rafa was telling the truth on that one.She bent a little, trying to take out her time to study her daughter's features, the light brown-dark hair that flowed down her daughter's hair, just like
On the coastal part of the city, in a light room was a woman who sat elegantly on the corner of her bed, a phone edged towards the other side of her ear. Her voice is draping with sweetness, as she sipped the other part of the cup, liquid, she loved the taste of fresh strawberries. At first, her lips was far stretched into a loving smile, but then, she scowled when she realized the words the other caller said."What in the hell do you mean you can't release them? It's been years now." She tapped her feet impatiently on the floor, the scowl growing on her face even deeper."I am sorry, ma'am." The caller's deep voice bounced back into her ears, disgusting, "The Harts are really bent on this, their connection is stronger than ours. Ronald isn't letting any of this slide." The voice turned somber. "I am still trying my best, Ma'am. It's not going to be easy considering Zoey Hart is back in New York,""Zoey Hart," The woman let out a dangerous scowl, before waving her hands up in the air.
Immediately, Sky walked into Imperial Restaurant, he could feel a pair of temperate eyes staring back at him, call him crazy, but he had just bathed himself in a cool strong cologne, just so he could sweep her off her feet. A certain memory pressed his brain, the day he confessed his feeling to her. They were trapped in a room for two freakin' days with no food, but they had each other, warming themselves in each other's embrace.And, then, he had finally said those three magical words, the word he never said to any woman after that day."Sky." Her sweet voice, the voice he could never forget, the voice that he had grown used to, that he never thought he could ever forget. Slowly, he walked over to her, adjusting his suit, and when he was finally in her presence, he said."Stella."Stella gazed up expectedly, why had meeting the almighty Sky seemed to have knotted her stomach so badly? He was freakin' handsome, just like the musician she had been obsessed with when she was little."Pl
Stella wanted to scream, why in the hell would you need my help? But instead, she just reduced it to, "Pardon me, Sky?"He had a feeling she would react like this; furrowed brows, questioning gaze and a dainty look.He pushed the plate aside gently, who wanted food anyways?"Please Stella. I really need your help." Right now, he could go on his knees and bet endlessly, he could do anything, just damn make his passion for music come back, for the past few days, he had been doubting himself, he had been doubting his existence, was he good enough for music? Was this his true calling?"Sky." Stella was speaking now, so he diverted his whole attention to her, his brows knitted together, "Okay first of all, I studied law. I have no idea about music or about this whole writer's block, what's that anyways?" She asked, placing her hands on the table.Her eyes shined, it dawned on him that she wanted to help him, could she really do that?"Normally, it happens to authors that write real books."
Everywhere was dead silent; only because of one person, Rafael Night.Everyone stood still, their cups hanging loose on their mouth, their lips formed into sly smirk, and soon, hands went up in the air.Rafael stood there, a smirk washing over his gentle lips, his hands clearly etched in his pockets, had he missed all this? The smell of puffed cigar? The feeling of the underworld. Where his identity was totally different. It was new to him, it was like he wasn't part of here anymore, he couldn't see the light anymore. Everything seemed to have vanish, his desire for blood, his desire to inflict pain, nothing was there anymore. His desires had dried up so quickly."Night!" A shallow voice called out to him and Rafael swallowed hard, before forcing himself to smile, but since he never smiled in the underworld- he just limited it to a frown.The figure approached him, dangling his phone in the air. "I just finishing talking with you know who." He laughed placing his fingers on his lips.
Thank you everyone for loving Zoey Hart and as much as I did. Even with the late releases, I am glad that you all stayed with me throughout the journey of Zoey Hart and Dexter.You can check my other books.A deal with the billionaire (Book one)A game with the billionaire (Book two)Taming the billionaire (Book three)Book four and five alongside with other books is coming soon. Thank you to my readers, I don't know what I would do without you wonderful people, if you love Zara Hart, and think you want to hear her story, you can let me know in the comments section.Yours,Rae-Rae.
One year later,Thanksgiving day.The room smelt like any other thanksgiving room, roasted turkey, cream, salad and a bunch of people sipping wine. The dinner was about to start, and soon everyone was going to be saying what they were thankful for.Zoey recounted, she didn't even know where to begin, just one year ago, her life had changed ever so much. Perfectly well, it had gone along.Dexter came into her life, Rafael stumbled in, and oh, she didn't know how, but they both loved her daughter so much, well. Zara better get used to having two overprotective fathers.Miranda, Stella and Zoey have become quite the inseparable trio, having tea on Mondays, hitting the gyms, and gossiping about their husbands.Presently, Zoey was sprawled on the bed, her hands swiping through her phone, just waiting for it to be ringing, finally it chimed. She swiped it up immediately."Stella!" She beams, cheeks pink. "How's the baby moon going? Is Mexico alright?"Stella's voice sounded so angelic from
Two Months later."Zoey hurry! We don't want to be late for Sky's concert. Do we?" Stella yells from the bedroom, her gaze directed at the dressing room."Coming! Just trying to get the zipper on, damn, it's too hard!" Zoey yells back.Stella takes in a little giggle, and stares outside the room, the view is perfect, she could see the sun set even from here. She was having a giddy feeling today, but it didn't sum up her excitement.Today was Sky's first concert after his music block has been overcomed and he was singing his new song. People are flooding all over Los Angeles just to hear his voice, She, Zoey and the rest already got their tickets. She couldn't wait to see him sing after his music block. Excitement is washing over her. She can't wait.Zara enters the room, a smile on her face. "Aunt Stella!" She throws herself towards her."How was your night? Little Pumpkin?" Stella nudges her hair playfully, her hands moving to tickle her."It's fine." Zara scrunched her nose, before
Even though one week had passed and everything seemed to be moving well, Zoey still felt this urge: sinking and swimming through her, prompting her to see her mother in jail, so that's why early in the morning, she got into her Sedan and drove towards the lane."What do you want?" The receptionist barked at her, her face gruff, prison was not a good place, no doubt. It smelt of stale coffee, the place looks rugged, like criminals had been jacked into this place, struggling to get inside."I want to see my mother." Zoey made to speak again, but the angry looking woman waved her off."Sorry. Kid." The woman puffed her cigar in between her hands, "But visiting hours are over, if you would please return later, I am sure you would be entertained with whoever you want to meet."The woman is really rude, no doubt, but Zoey doesn't want to leave without seeing her mother. Sometimes, your name is very important, and if using that name would get her what she wants. Then, why the heck not?She
The whole room felt so small as Zoey ran past them, it was like oxygen was racking her spine as she counted the rooms. Her breath was short-lived, she could only pray under her breath."Zara!" She calls out, fear evident in her voice, the pain of losing her own daughter sends tears to her eyes. The hall was stretched out, too many rooms. The stairs looking back at her.She stopped at the living room, she could feel the throbbing in her head."Zara! Please come out. Please." She just stood there rooted, it was like the alarm was buzzing in her head: countdown, five, four..Sweat clanged the corner of her hair, she checked her father's study, it looked rather untouched. Her father's favorite novel, 'Rich man, poor man,' sat there elegantly on the table. Hope. It needled through her, then vanished into thin air. She called again, this time more loudly, perhaps her daughter might hear her. "Zara!" The room was eerily quiet.With lost hope, she just stood there, she would rather blow with
The next day came rather too quickly, and like her mother used to say when she was young: You just have to face it.So, when she sprang up from the bed, she kissed Dexter on the forehead gently before heading downstairs. Rafael was by the counter making cereal for her daughter while balancing a cup of coffee on one hand."Ready for the big day, huh?" He hands her a cup, while gently pouring the milk into the bowl, Zara watches with her eyes fluttering."It's funny how you made it sound so casual." Zoey says casually, everything has been planned, they are all meeting up in her father's house. Nova, her husband, Alec and his wife, Stella and Sky. Miranda was going to meet them there.Zara shoves her spoon into the bowl, her mouth full of corn flakes. "Mother. Can I come with you? Pretty please?""Yes. Dexter and I will get the car ready, why don't Rafael pick out your dress, okay sweetheart?"She nods and focuses on her food, just by staring at her daughter makes her heart swell, the on
In life, you could be either lucky or unlucky, but there's no such thing as luck or not luck, it's the chance we have, it's the choice we get that defines us, not our luck, that's why as Lin sat down, fiddling with the hemline of her gown, she recalled all the choices she had got to make, and one of them dealt with forgiving her husband, Asher.He was only being threatened, he just wanted to protect her. He loves her, that's why he wanted to protect, because for the person you love, you could go through extreme lengths just to make sure they were safe."Lin? Lin, are you listening to me?" Asher said, clutching the cup of coffee in one hand.She snapped out of her daydream, before staring around, waiting. What was he saying? She didn't even hear a thing."I was saying whether we should take the kids to Disneyland this year?" That was one thing she would always love about him, his ability to remember anything."But Mommy, we went to Disneyland last year!" Her seven year old daughter wai
Stella had imagined countless things in her life, but here she was. Seating opposite her parents with Sky by her side, this time. She wasn't scared, hope brimmed in her chest, because with him she felt strong, she felt like somebody."You want to date him?" Her mother said, under those lashes of hers, her words held some kind of deep warning, "What about Doctor Rodriguez?"Her father dropped the spoon on the plate, the metallic sound filling their eyes. "Stella dear. You can't go out with him. He's not for-""I didn't come here for your approval." Her tone sent them all warning, Sky placed his hand on her shoulder, his gaze, a reassuring one. He turned towards her parents."I am Sky. Well, I dated your daughter, until you threatened me to leave her, I fell in love with her, again. I fell hard, I am still falling for her. She makes me, she completes me. I love her so much."Neither of them blinked."And I am sorry, but you can't stand in the way of our love," He breathed in, "She helpe
Loud chattering filled the room, kids chasing each other, muttering words under their breath, some kids sprawled on the neat blue rug, playing with their toys.The kitchen linked to the living room, some adults were leaning against the island, each gripping a glass of wine. There's some muttering, no laughter here, just clear talking.Relax. Zoey's head throbbed, but she just couldn't. Dexter's hand was placed on hers, it was warm, at least that made her calm down a little, but still. She wanted to sprang up the seat, and protect those she loved, her mind reeled. To her mother's word, to Lin's words.Thankfully, Zara was talking to her cousin 'Damien', they seemed to be arguing though, but hey, it was her daughter."Everybody." Natasha clicked the glass, the whole room went silent. The kids stopped and turned to look at her, immediately she received the call, she didn't know what prompted her to call Natasha, Natasha was soothing on the other end, and they agreed to call a meeting.Li