Armin Annie Novels & Stories

Her small hand on his hulking muscles was enough to make Xandar’s animal howl internally with pride and ecstasy. Christian interrupted his animal’s happy moment when he brought Annie to his cousin and the new-found Queen. Annie was only a little shorter than Christian. Her lilac eyes shone beautifully against her tanned skin. Her shoulder-length hair was straight and brown. She wore a plain pink shirt and white shorts. Even so, she was anything but plain-looking because her facial features made everything she wore stand out in her own way. With a warm smile, she reached out to give Xandar a brief hug before she turned to look at Lucianne who had a friendly smile on. Annie smiled graciously a

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.

Aranjo was a smart girl, she quickly understood the teachings given by the teacher. Although she did not receive a formal education, she was able to read and write and was very fond of boring literature lessons. Aranjo's daily life is only with Ara, her nanny. The residents of the main residence including the servants always ignored their existence. They exist, but are invisible. Aranjo, a very beautiful and adorable little girl, can herself attract the attention of the servants. At first, the servants always ignored her, but the little girl's smile was able to move their hearts and they began to love her.

A chubby woman with glasses a little big for her face smiles at me politely, “Welcome ma'am, how may we be of any service to you today?” She asked kindly, smiling so much that I was creeped out. “Uhm, I'm here to see Roman. Roman Domino. We have a meeting " “Oh, what's your name?” “Ashanti Dunbar " I reply “Ah yes, Mr. Domino is expecting you, the penthouse is where you are headed "I nod and fake a smile. I'm a ball of nerves, my palms are sweating. I've never been one to be nervous because of a simple meeting. But we're talking about the man who killed my family, which also happens to be the man who makes my legs buckle.

and every single dancing step she took was really amazing and that got all the students to start cheering her up, and hers was more louder than that of Samira. Samira boiled in anger where she sat, she has never been defeated before, but here she is been defeated by a newbie who just walked into the school a few days ago and stole the spotlight....... " thanks" Nicki bowed her head and came down from the stage. " wow!! I have never met a dancer as good as Nicki... the ananymous girl is no compare to her" he said and looked at the whole anxious students who are really eager to hear the results from the summers..

11 ADRIAN My stomach lurched as I watched Anne sidle up to Annalisa, a sly smile playing on her lips. Annalisa, blissfully unaware, was engrossed in a conversation with Beatrice. A prickle of unease ran down my spine. There was something about Anne’s posture, the way she held the wine glass a little too close to her body, that set off my internal alarm bells.

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

Batt I sit at the bar in The Gentlemen’s Club, glass of Jameson Whiskey in my hand as I watch her dance. Amora, she’s beyond beautiful, but in an old Hollywood glamour kind of way, not this baby doll, little girl looks from today. She has strong features, beautiful almond shaped green eyes, high pronounced cheek bones. Her skin was the most beautiful caramel color I had ever seen. I have imagined many times how soft she must feel. She must taste like vanilla, or strawberries. I close my eyes as my mouth waters at the thought. I open my eyes as I hear the music change, and she starts to sway a bit more as her hands roam her body like a lovers would. She was slowly making her way to her breast

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

Lea finally took the call and put the speaker on. "Hello?" said Lea doubtfully. "Hello, good evening. Did I speak to Ms. Amarin?" said a male voice on the interlocutor's channel. "Yes, that's me. Sorry, who are you?" Lea asked a little curtly. "My name is Weldinson Arch and I'm from the Dandelion event organizer. I heard about you as a participant who entered into the top three winners of the audition event sponsored by Franzine industry and felt interested. Can we meet to discuss some things related to some of the events we will be working on in the near future, Ms. Amarin?”