Romans & histoires Annika Roberts

He then squeezed his eyes together, speaking, “Wait a minute. So, this is true? You are with this guy?” Ayana stood her ground, her gaze unwavering as she faced Robert's scrutinizing stare. She felt Adam's reassuring presence beside her, his hand resting protectively on her shoulder. "Yes, I am," Ayana replied, her voice firm and resolute. "Your problem exactly?" Robert's arrogant facade faltered for a moment, a hint of disbelief flickering in his eyes as he took in Ayana's words. It seemed as though he hadn't expected her to move on, to find happiness and support in someone else's arms. Much less the guy he had seen in the photos. The guy who was staring right at him at that very moment—Ada

Rhea was the woman I once told Annika about, that I loved her. "I didn't even believe in such a thing until I met her", That weight finally lifted off my shoulders at the admission. Annika relaxed but her smile was sad. "Then you need to figure it out. Until then, We will all go to her finale of the season and watch her perform as the Swan Queen, yes?", She raised her eyebrows at the end of the statement. "Yes we will", I agreed. Annika after that left, going back to Nikolai's office to see if he was ready to leave for lunch.

She reapplied the bold red lipstick that she had on her lips the first time she had seen Adam. One of the things that draw Adam to her is her lipstick. Anna gave a quiet smile as she recalled the time they had first met. After she had completed her makeup application, she proceeded to style her hair in soft beach curls. After that, she went to the closet and pulled her dress out of there. She wore it together with her sandals. Annalia took a moment to examine her appearance in the mirror. There is no denying the fact that she is stunningly gorgeous. Even she cannot deny the truth of that. Her height of 5 feet and 6 inches, together with her pale and delicate skin, is something that women all

I simply don’t know how to protect the alliance, without taking my fiancée as my Luna. As I am about to take her hand, I feel Anya’s hand on my shoulder. “Still breaking it to the little Lily pad that you are rejecting her, Jar?” she asks. “Anya, it’s not that easy,” I start to say. “Oh Jar, it’s super simple. You reject her, she accepts, end of story,” Anya says.

Nicki replied and fell back on the bed, ready to drift into another slumber. “ What's your name? I'm Rosabella.” “ I'm Nicki. Nice to meet you too.” With that said, she fell back to sleep and only woke up when the sun rose, the next day. When the sun slipped into the curtain, Nicki groaned softly and rubbed her eyes. She looked around to find her space arranged neatly and all her clothes placed neatly inside the wardrobe. A small smile appeared on her lips. “ I guess she's a good roommate after all.”

“I have met her several times before. As you said, she’s the real bitch. A wrecked dumpster in a full package Lolita. Outsight, she’s saintly gorgeous. Beautiful curves everywhere. Full plump lips, nice ass, and perfect boobs, for sure. Insight, she’s a pure evil. Very wicked and sly. She never let anyone stand in her way. I heard some rumors of mysterious misfortunes that fall onto some potentially new models in this company. Juniors and senior models….” “There were some suspicious talks that she was behind all these but no one dares to take any action to her directly….” “Why?” Arissa asked them both with a puzzled look. “She’s Robert’s mistress…” Vika whispered to her ears cautiously. Afra

Ruby calls out now heading back to where she came from, without acknowledging anyone. Meanwhile, Alexandra turns to Ana, knowing Ruby could be dramatic most times. She practically forgot it on the bathtub, she doubted it was in any danger. "I wanted to apologize for the other day, will love us to have a fresh start," Ana says, staring back at Alexandra who seemed like she could see through her. She hated Alexandra's guts, but she believed if you wanted something so badly, you should try to tolerate, the useless things surrounding it. And now, Alexandra was the useless item.

I said Andre is one of my workers and absolutely the only one I can trust with getting information and keeping tabs on this girl. “There are millions of Alannah in the whole world, anything significant about her? A description at least?” Andre asked. “Uhm, Brunette, not so tall, like a Five foot six, freckles. Will that help?” I answered. “It should, I’m working on it right now, I’ll call you back when I get something” Andre replied.

I'd be a liar if I say I've not been tempted to leave this shit of life behind, but except for my mom's investigation, a certain girl is holding me back. A certain fierce black hair girl with hazel eyes. Ashanti. I've never met a woman who is intriguing as her, she's different and a badass. There's just something about a woman that can handle her own that is so fucking beautiful. If I had my choice, I'd bend her over and eat her out, get on my knees and worship her cunt like the beauty she is. “We've got something information concerning the burnt warehouse” I spun around at the sound of my most trusted man's voice.

The lady stated, and turn back to what she was about to do. "Hey! We don't know who you are so you are and we can't just trust you to inject an unknown liquid...." Delina was about to say something but Anika cut her words short. "Hey...hey... hey!" Anika said to her and point at the unknown lady legs. "Look at her legs!" Anika stated as she points at it. "What about her legs mortal?" "...and besides can't you see that she is wearing a long rob so we can't actually see her legs." Delina points out.