Bernadette Banner Novels & Stories

Chad had finished bandaging Fentanyl's wound when Archibald walked in. Archibald bowed to Chad and said, "Chief, I've brought my granddaughter." Then, Archibald stepped aside, and a tall and timid young woman walked in. "I'm Bernadette Stevens, and please allow me to pay my respect to you, Chief Jennings!" Even Fentanyl fell silent after hearing Bernadette's sweet voice and seeing her beautiful appearance. Chad frowned at Bernadette and asked, "Archie, how many granddaughters do you have?"

“Yes…” Tiffany received pictures and information from the private detective on her way home. The woman with Jackson was not as simple as she seemed. Not only was the woman better looking than her, but she was better educated as well. The woman spent much of her time abroad, studying arts. Her name was Bernadette Legrand, and she was a well-known artist with an established reputation. The only advantage she had over this Bernadette was her youth. Bernadette was 29 years old, much older than her.

For as long as I remember, she invited me to have breakfast together with her siblings. I moved as fast as I could. Wishing to make this morning routine done soon. After a few minutes of battling with bath hygiene stuff and the closet, I hurriedly got my car keys and ran outside the house. "Master Clark! You forgot to take your breakfast!" Mrs. Belen shouted while holding a tray of food. Mrs. Belen is one of our maids in the mansion. I mentally face-palm after hearing it. As far as I know, this maid was a very loyal servant to my mom and she would report that I skipped breakfast today.

I growl, tilting my head back, and I stare up at the ceiling. “Look at me, Tobias. I am standing in front of you, naked, offering my body to you.” She screeches in a tone so loud that it threatens to rupture my eardrums. “Don’t-” “Am I interrupting?” A familiar voice that sounds like heaven interjects. My gaze shifts sharply to the door, and Bernadette turns around to face our unexpected visitor. A devilish grin curls on the corners of Bernadette's mouth as she places her hands on her hips, not bothering to cover her naked body.

“That Bane Pack really is a bane to this school’s existence, but we can’t throw them out permanently, since the Bane pack Alpha is donating a small fortune to this school. They were suspended for assaulting a teacher and only came back today. It looks like they may actually have some kind of plan for that scholarship girl.” Bernadette could hardly contain her squeal of excitement at the prospect of that little brat’s plight. “Baby, you are the best! Are you coming to take me out tonight? At least we can celebrate that I’m no longer married to that stick in the mud with a small dick!” She cooed and she could hear his growl of excitement.

His celebrity face was a magnet, they barely stepped into the studio before a gaggle of girls swarmed him for autographs, even Tracy's daughter could not resist joining the frenzy. "Bernard, you're my hero! I love you!" Tracy stood there, her mouth agape in shock. "I've never seen Bernadette lose it like that." Bernadette's life was not easy, growing up in a single-parent home with strained family dynamics. She had always been the quiet type, keeping to herself and finding solace in the solitude of her room. Tracy kept an eye on her, making sure she was not getting into trouble. However, as time passed and Bernadette stayed out of harm's way, Tracy let her be.

That was why Andrea was only left with these two again. There was nothing wrong with Bernadette Smith, but Andrea felt intimidated by her. Adette had a huge frame, built with firm muscles, as if Gryphon hired a professional MMA fighter to guard his wife. Her hair was normally in plaits behind her, but it showed how broad her torso was. She even looked like she could stop a bus like a superhero. Andrea felt safe, but she also felt scared.

CHAPTER FIVE He moved towards her,and bethany begin to back away from him,she looked around that's when she realized what made the Salvador's run. She knew this guard from the orphanage, she just hoped he doesn't recognize her. "Who are you and what are you doing here?."He asked her. "I don't know."I said ,I could see him looking around if anyone was near. "Well, well what do we do with you now.?"he said slowly.

The sudden increment in MDERNMUSE has caused a lot of uproar within the country, which gave me this opportunity. To appear on a show was one of the advantages of being a PATTERSON'S. The chair lady, who happens to be Kelvin's Mother, never missed a chance to appear on a TV show. With a few tips, I was able to manipulate the questions to suit my taste. Even when the question wasn't my priority, wearing a grin, I composed myself while rambling on and off on the answer, which I made Roseline, my assistant, form. She continued with her questions, which I found irritating, leaving me annoyed.

Stepping beyond the gates, Suzanne was met with a chaotic scene that ignited a fiery rage within her, her fists clenching and trembling with intensity. Behind Betty, several relatives held up banners bearing the words: "Suzanne, Mom begs you for mercy for Dario and Samuel." Betty knelt before the banner, tears streaking her face, resembling a pitiable and fragile mother. Among the onlookers, at least two-thirds were reporters and media personnel, their cameras and phones at the ready. Seeing Betty, Suzanne's eyes reddened with discomfort, her tears glistening. Though she wasn't Betty's daughter, the genuine devotion she had poured into the past three years felt utterly wasted.