Bgc8 Erica Novels & Stories

She could easily fit into the occupation of an actress- an A-list actress or a model since it was something most high-class ladies were into. "And who is this beauty?" Vegas asked as he shook hands with her. "This is my niece, Erica. Erica, this is my new business partner, Mr. Vegas. She actually has a shoot nearby around 4 in the evening so she decided to accompany me." "Good to see you, Mr. Vegas. I hope that this moment of working won't be in vain." Erica spoke smoothly and flawlessly and Vegas got lost in her sonorous voice for a second. "No, it won't be in vain."

Matt turned to look at his Beta wondering what has come over him for him to be acting so weird all if a sudden, the change is too obvious and it’s screaming a different person in him. “That’s more like it.” Matt said to his Beta and placed his hand on his shoulder. ************************* Erica’s scar has already healed but she is yet to get over her experience with Bianca which is why she already promised herself to avoid Bianca, but the only way possible to win Alpha Damien’s heart is by getting closer to Bianca and turning her into a better person. “I was thinking, would it be wise of me to visit Bianca?” Erica asked her maid. Her maid opened her mouth and her eyes widened, she was wond

But what did he know? There were obvious qualities which were easy to be attracted to. Erica, most obviously, was a fit woman who had since put on a small amount of baby weight that clearly all went to her bosom. Not many bras fit her and the rest of the time she squeezed her enormous breasts into an old bra and shirt and spilled out of it everywhere she went. She had brown hair that hung just below her shoulders and a spicy personality.

She made sure she walked slowly so she didn't fall from the step and finally she got into her new room. “I don't think she is okay.” Davies said to himself while watching her when she was heading to her room. He started thinking of what could be wrong with her that's making her stagger like a drunk. ************ Bianca was in her room searching about Erica, she desperately wanted to know the kind of person she is and why she might be doing such a thing. Bianca was shocked to see that Erica is a model, a one time international model that stopped modelling all of a sudden, what shocked Bianca the most is that Erica did not disclose anything about her family.

But through it all, she had discovered a strength within herself that she hadn’t known existed. She glanced at Julian, feeling a swell of gratitude for his unwavering support. Their partnership had grown beyond mere necessity—it had become a bond forged through shared trials and unwavering trust. Turning back to the monitor, Erica squared her shoulders. She would confront her grandfather, Ophelia, and anyone else who stood in her way. They would not escape the consequences of their actions. This was her stand, her chance to bring justice not just for herself but for everyone who had suffered under their greed.

She asks, lооkіng a lіttlе confused. “Nеоn іѕ thе name that Erіса uѕеѕ оn thе street.” Brеndа tаkеѕ a ѕесоnd tо process thе соnnесtіоn. “Blаkе, аrе you seriously telling me that уоur еx-gіrlfrіеnd hаѕ something tо dо wіth Aрrіl аnd Cаrrіе’ѕ dіѕарреаrаnсе?”

Erica offered her a warm smile, making Emma slightly surprised. In her past life, Erica was just like she was now—gentle and kind, obedient from a young age. Later, Luna Sandra arranged for her to marry Seventh Prince. But despite the high status of the mother of the Five Princes, Erica could only be a secondary wife due to her birth mother's situation. Luna had an arrogant disposition and an authoritarian nature. Erica's life did not go as she had wished. After losing two consecutive children, her mental state deteriorated, and she eventually became an abandoned member of the Seldom family. Seeing Erica's warm smile now, Emma couldn't help but feel bitter. She couldn't change the fate of ea

I was halfway to my lecture hall when it happened. I turned a corner and bumped into someone. My bag slipped off my shoulder, and I stumbled slightly, catching myself against the wall. “Watch where you’re going,” a sharp voice said. I looked up and found myself face to face with a blonde girl. The tag on her cloth said “Erica” and she was everything I wasn’t. Tall, blonde, beautiful, and confident. I knew her, she came from the Ashford family, old money that went back generations. Her father owned half the real estate in Manhattan, and her mother sat on the board of every charity in the city.

We were all liars. The walk to the Biology lecture hall was a blur. I felt like everyone could see it on me, the bruises hidden under my collar, the way I walked a little slower than usual. When I stepped into the room, the first person I saw was Erica. She looked... disgusting. Not because she was ugly, but because she looked so damn perfect. She was wearing a tiny, cream-colored pleated skirt and a tight cashmere sweater that showed off every curve. Her hair, usually in a messy ponytail, was down in soft, bouncy waves that smelled like expensive salon products from across the room. She was leaning back in her chair, her legs crossed, swinging a designer heel and humming to herself.

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"