“I didn't want to leave my dog with Jessy, who seemed miffed at me for having the part she wanted in the murder mystery Weekend. Jessy has only done extra work and bits in films. Girl please, you can't lift my resume.” Mystery Fiction Book:Murder Mystery Weekend Source: Murder Mystery Weekend
“A man of leisure, Rupert’s sweet life of polo, yachting, poker parties, lunches, galas, and dinner parties did not include earning one’s way. Just a weekend fling I didn't have a dowry of $45,000,000 in euros. How Henry James!” Fiction NovelFlingHenry James Book:Vintage Women Source: Vintage Women
“I slipped from bed and padded toward the kitchen for mineral water, the marble cool beneath my feet. A faint ache throbbed behind my eyes—remnants of last night’s gala for Literacy Partners at Cipriani. It had been a glittering evening of black tuxedos and women who air-kissed without smudging lipstick. Champagne flowed like forgiveness. And I had been generous. Perhaps too generous. In a moment of theatrical bravado—half tipsy, half triumphant—I’d lifted my paddle and won the live auction: three weeks for two aboard the legendary Venice Simplon-Orient-Express. The room had applauded. I had smiled as though spontaneous extravagance were second nature.” MysteryManhattanShort Story FictionSocialite Book:The Black Widow Socialite Source: The Black Widow Socialite
“Quickly, Butter security descended upon Jenny and escorted her one on each arm to the lobby and out the door. Mickey J ran behind them. "Your friend is a pig and you were trying to pimp me. Take your bag back bitch!", Jenny screamed across the cobblestones. She threw the Fendi clutch at him. Mickey J caught it shrugged, and went back into the restaurant.. He casually dropped the clutch in the trash while texting another model an invite. Back at the table, Micky soothed his thirsty cohort because another nubile beauty was on the way to the restaurant for Niles. Fighting back tears of rage, Jenny hadn't thought this through because in the discarded bag was her Metro card and her good poppy red lipstick. "Can I get you a car?", Brock asked. Jenny looked into the deepest brown eyes with confusion to see had who was talking. "No thank you" Jenny said fuming. Men! So helpful but always with fishing wire attached. Brock motioned over a black town car and opened the back door for Jenny to slid in. "It's on me", he said.” Show BusinessManhattanRomance Sexy Book:Snatch Source: Snatch
“OMG! I had nothing to worry about, so I kept smiling, laughing, and dancing. I was in a hot, hot, hot storyline that was getting ratings. My birthday party was surrounded by my love, friends, family, and coworkers. Life is good. Half-nude dancers spun above our heads as a giant three-tier cake was rolled out. Happy Birthday, Lucia. The icing read.” Short StoryShow BusinessMurder Mystery Book:A Murder on the Set Source: A Murder on the Set
“Everybody is sorry but you got it good May. I saw you get in your whip with your new boyfriend” Serena said after a long drag. Reggie wondered how many times Serena had been outside her apartment and wished she had gotten security like she had been told. “Remember when we use to go to Macy’s day after Valentine’s Day. We would come home with Godiva chocolate, lace undies, pink Champagne and lingerie all 90% off” she laughed.” FriendshipEncountersValentine S Day Author:Yvonna Russell