Anime Penny Novels & Stories

she had chuckled. By the seventh day, Ludwig had a good collection of female antique jewelry in his drawer, which was of no use to him. A fleeting thought occurred to him as to how she would look wearing only the jewelry he had bought and nothing else. And that day Penny was reveling in the amount of money she had made. She had made two hundred and ten silver coins, which was equal to two gold coins and ten silver coins, and she was exhilarated as hell. She had splurged the money in buying dresses for herself and of course undergarments. And now she was thankfully wearing decent dresses to the shop rather than the boring black ones. She had received her thirty extra coins from him. After clo

"No wonder Penny suddenly dared to talk back to me instead of acting meek like she usually is. She's found herself a powerful backer!" Frowning, Vincent asked, "Who is that man? What is his relationship with Penny?" "I don't know about his true identity. We only know that he's from a small city in the south. Penny calls him her fellow senior apprentice," Tomas resentfully said.

"Did you really think you could intimdate me because you're loaded with money? Because you're an Austin? Do you think your money has any value to me? Think again. "You're looking remorseful now because you've realized who I am. What if you didn't get to know my identity? Let me tell you, learn to respect people regardless of who or what they are. This attitude of yours won't get you anywhere in life. "I screamed because I thought that substance was something else. By the way, you asked if my parents can afford that wine. To answer you, my parents can buy you and everything involving you and they'll still have change. I am Annabelle Siromani and you will not disrespect me or my family."

NOAH’S POV “Penny, let’s go already. I’m famished,” I groaned for what had to be the fifth time today. Maybe the sixth. Honestly, I’d lost count—and also my patience. We've been shopping nonstop for hours, and Penny doesn't look like she's going to stop soon. Heads up: Penny is a shopaholic on steroids. I should’ve known better the moment she said we had “girly things” to do. That phrase should come with a health warning, especially when you’ve had nothing to eat since morning.

Third Person POV (Penny/Eevee) Looking at herself in the mirror, Penny, formally known as Eevee, couldn’t help but smile at her reflection. She had always been beautiful with her sapphire blue eyes and her long silky blond hair. Her skin had always been flawless, and her figure had always been perfect with ample breasts and an hourglass waistline. Men had always looked at her with such lust-filled eyes and she didn’t mind flaunting what she had to get what she wanted.

Penny called sweetly, “more tissue.” I handed her another one. I always had them ready. “It’s not her fault she looks like this,” Penny said, smiling at the maids. She turned to me with that fake sugar-glazed expression. “Pimples. Braces. Glasses.” She sighed like she was listing a tragedy. “All the signs of an ugly girl,” she finished. She blew her nose loudly. The sound was thick and wet, and the tissue drooped from the weight of it. For someone who looked like a magazine cover, she always had stuff leaking out of her.

Andy paled and was at a loss for his words. Though the Vernells had a total asset of billions, most of them were under the family's name in the form of properties and funds. Since Andy was only the second son and not the heir, he might be able to spend 3 million casually, but could hardly afford to pay over 50 million on jadeites. Penny, who worked for her family's firm and did not possess her own company like Cynthia and Iris, had a limit of 14 million on her card and could not possibly make such a big purchase at once.

“You can have him. I don’t like trash.” “Interesting, because you were his wife. Secretly.” “And you slept with him while planning my death. What does that make you?” “That proves I’m his one true love. It’s not that I’m bad, it’s just that you’re too naïve. No one wants you,” Penny mocked. I glanced at the cheap knockoff designs on her. “Still living off plagiarism?” “Double the price,” she waved a black card and shouted at the shop assistant. I shrugged. “Enjoy going bankrupt.”

The whispers and stares finally quietened, I guess the rumors finally died down. I was at my table in class, when a girl walked up to me. "Jinny right?" She had short brown hair with purple highlights, pink full lips and a nose ring "Yeah" "Hi, I'm Rebecca," smiling, she stretched out her hand "Nice to meet you" I smiled back, taking her hand "Are you new here?" "Nope" "How come I haven't seen you around though?"

I mutter under my breath, my discomfort palpable. With a shake of his head, Archie strides over to the liquor cabinet, his movements purposeful yet tinged with concern. Pouring a generous measure of whiskey, he places the glass in my hand, a silent offering of solace amidst the chaos. "Penny is one sweet girl," he begins, his voice tinged with a mix of admonishment and empathy, "She acts tough, but she's very fragile. And you're both acting like a bunch of animals."