Anjell Novels & Stories

Rufus announces, once he spots me going to the bar aisle to grab champagne. “Oh, hi,” I smile at him, “the name is Janelle,” I add. “I just knew you must be bearing some very cute name,” he teases and shakes my hand. “It was good to have you at the Arena today. Whatever magic you did to the Starboy, we’ll need a double-dose of it during finals.” I shrug, “I honestly did nothing. Cicero will always be Cicero.” “So modest.” He groans. “You must be one of one.”

"They moved it up. Something about her class schedule conflicting. Do you want me to send her in?" "Sure." Jennifer disappeared and came back a few minutes later with a young woman who looked barely out of her teens. "Mr. Hart, this is Janelle Manning. She'll be interning with us this summer." The girl stepped forward and extended her hand. "Thank you so much for this opportunity, Mr. Hart. I can't tell you how much it means to me." I shook her hand. "Call me Daniel. And you're welcome. Jennifer, can you give us a few minutes?"

“She often helps me source unique fabrics. She’s been a huge support.” “Huh?” Jennie froze. Ella continued, “Her name is Jennie Laurent. She’s also a designer at Pratt Group. She’s talented and a wonderful person. Her competition piece was excellent too.” Jennie’s mind went blank. She watched as Milo extended his hand. “Designer Laurent, it’s a pleasure.” Nervously, she reached out and shook his hand. He offered a calm, professional smile. Jennie was so stunned by that smile she nearly forgot how to breathe.

“You're sure you aren't gay? I mean, I will support you either way.” He winks at her. “Years of teaching girls how I like and want it has done me wonders.” Janelle rolls her eyes as she finishes her makeup. “This is exactly why I call you a whore.” I turn to see her straighten herself from her seat. Janelle's blonde hair cascades in soft waves, framing her face elegantly. Her eyes, a mesmerizing blend of black and brown, hold a captivating gaze that draws you in. Her lips painted a deep and bold red, exuding confidence and allure.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

They turned to see tall, beautiful dark haired woman standing a few feet away with a smirk on her face. Leah had to admit. She felt a momentary bit of jealousy upon first seeing the woman. The woman looked graceful and elegant. Leah felt almost homely compared to this woman, and the smirk on the woman’s face didn’t make things any better. Leah almost felt like smacking the smirk right off her face. Was this bitch one of Ray’s ex-lovers? She wouldn’t be surprised. After all, Ray was a very handsome and sexy man. He had no doubt had many past lovers to satisfy his needs. He was a wolf after all. Wolves have been rumored to have a very high sex drive.

They were busy talking and laughing among themselves when Alexander and Anthea reached them. "Honey!" Alexander called his wife in a cheerful voice, grabbing his wife and the rest of the people's attention. As soon as Alexander grabbed their attention, their eyes landed on the young woman standing beside Alexander, holding his arms with a smile. The smile on both the Allens and Jones dropped drastically, replaced by a wave of sudden astonishment. As if they couldn't believe their own eyes. Anthea's eyes met with those of Benjamin Allen and Camila Allen. They both looked like they were shocked beyond their limits. However, Anthea's gaze didn't remain on them for too long before she gazed at t

She leaned in to take a glance,her jaw dropped and her expression turned livid. "Who the hell sent this?!". "Believe me, you really don't want to know." - I rolled my eyes at her expression. "Why did you suddenly come over and that too...... without as much as a call?". Rachel returned back to her original position, her daintly manicured fingers patting her white top as she regained her former demeanor. "As agreed, Anne sent over the personal assistant. Her name is Bennett and she's currently an intern at the agency."- she paused.

Real or Fake: Billionaire Sinjin Santillan Spotted in Jewelry Store with Mystery Woman Wearing An Engagement Ring "Renowned billionaire Sinjin Santillan was recently seen at an upscale jewelry store, sparking speculation about his personal life. The business mogul, known for his high-profile investments and lavish lifestyle, was accompanied by a mystery woman who was notably wearing an engagement ring. The sighting has led to widespread rumors of a potential engagement, although Santillan has yet to make any public statement regarding his relationship status. The identity of the woman remains unknown, adding to the intrigue surrounding the event.

Do I have dementia? “Oh dear, you look confused.” She says as she laughs a little, “Come with me, I feel like I should introduce you to some people.” She says and I blindly follow her. Too confused to know what’s going on. “This is Gwen, Harry, Marie, Penelope, Daphne, Kyle, Daryl, Juliette, Sarah, Seb, Ron, Terry and of course Dave.” My eyes widen when I realize what is happening. Oh. My. God.