Annie X Garcello Novels & Stories

Marcus Vance’s name was right there at the top of the "Most Influential" nominees. And if Marcus is here, his wife is here. Annabel clings to my arm like a wrap-around candy, her manicured nails digging into the expensive wool of my sleeve. She’s a model I’ve hooked up with a few times. And casual, no strings, and mostly silent when I need her to be. I needed a warm body for the red carpet to keep the persistent socialites away, and she was available when I called. "Jaxon, you’re being so cold tonight," she pouts, her voice a shrill contrast to the smooth jazz playing in the lobby. She tries to lean her head on my shoulder, but I shift my weight, subtly pushing her off.

Winter had just gone to the restroom, and as it turned out, so had Xavier. She ended up seeing everything that happened there. The sight of Xavier still hung up on Noelle made Winter's heart ache, and she was about to confront him when someone grabbed her hand. Winter spun around, surprised to see Annie. "What are you doing, grabbing me like that?" Annie pulled Winter into a corner. Even though she had touched up her makeup, the scars on her face were still peeking through. Winter could not help but feel a shiver run down his spine.

Alpha Nicholas As if today hadn't already been a mind fuck enough the moment I saw Harriot waiting outside of my office door with the look that she had on her face I just knew that things were about to get so much worse. I swear to every high power out there that the moon goddess has personally been out to test me lately.

Gabriella walked into the study. She then glanced at Xavier's phone and asked offhandedly, "Did Anna call?" Xavier didn't want her to find out about Amber, fearing any misunderstanding. Thus, he smiled faintly and confirmed that it was Anna. He then approached, relieved her of the fruit platter, and then fed her a small piece. "I'll be traveling to Crimsonir for work."

she asked. "Mississippi," he repeated, raising an eyebrow nonchalantly. Letting out a huff, Janetta addressed Xavier, her annoyance evident. "Okay, Xavier. I'm going to say this once and never again. Let today be the first and last time you call me by that name. My name is Janetta Garcia. When you call me, show some respect as you address me by my name."

Annalia's brows furrow as she tries to ignore the pain caused by Caroline's grip. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Annalia spoke in a harsh whisper. She turned her attention to her immediate surroundings and noticed that a few employees of the restaurant were looking in their direction. But Caroline did not move at all. She didn't appear to care whether other people were already looking at them. Even though Caroline works in Paris, there is no denying that she is recognized in the Philippines as a successful Filipino model due to the success of her modeling career. Perhaps these individuals are familiar with Caroline, but she acts as if there is no significance to the fact that her name is

She hung up as if the phone had burned the palm of her hand. Garance appreciated marrying sardonic humor with endearing sadism. Hanging upon a man was as lovely as a giant ice cream cone after an unexpected break on a train platform. For once, she had the impression of being the leader of the game, the founder of the rules. Single since the day of her birth, she avoided the eyes of men. Her younger sister, Alexa, liked to gently tease her about a possible attraction to women. Garance, it is true, had questioned at length about her sexuality, but she had never dared to get out of her comfort zone. She thought it had severe consequences, and then what would her family say? Her mother dreamed o

“Uh…I was having breathing issues with that one, Luna. Forgive me.” She nodded before a smile broke on her lips, wide and comforting, “Oh, I am glad you managed to find another one in the nick of time.” “It was nothing! Maya had a few sets of spare gowns lying around just in case….” “Bless her soul!” Annie beamed, head tilted towards the ceiling for a second too long. Her eyes glinted as she took a good look at my dress. “This dress is gorgeous. It’s Axel’s favourite and our flag colour.”

Aunt Emma greeted her with a respectful bow. The woman deftly took the bag from Anna’s hand, then gently slipped the Saint Laurent blazer off her employer’s shoulders. Now, Anna’s body was clad only in a cream-colored, sleeveless, off-the-shoulder bodycon dress that clearly accentuated every curve of her beautiful figure. “Has Xavier returned yet?” Anna asked, intending to thrust the divorce papers right in his face. ​“He’s just returned from work, Miss. He’s currently at the shooting range in the backyard.”

It's an opening message for Annie to doubt herself. "What? Say that again!" He signs all the documents in a quick manner, then after, he answers, "Annie, she was Nicole Roque Hallway before. She healed, recovered, and changed her name to Ava Nicole with the use of her adoptive parents' surname, Hillson, and now she is returning us in a big name, big business, and big surprise of her outlook. So, clean yourself and get back to work!" The pity Annie stuns, staring on the floor, feeling her shaking pulses, controlling herself to collapse as her boss leaves her with a big revelation that it's hard to accept. Through hard force with rage within, she can't see herself bleed with the broken glass s