Buena Niña Novels & Stories

Ash looked at her in confusion. " what? do you think I can bring a fifty kg rock by myself? come ya, " Maya said as Ash smiled; this was going to be the first time, he will get help from someone. " you are one of a kind huh? " Ash commented as they looked around for any heavy rocks. " what do you mean? " Maya asked balancing herself on the slippery mud. Ash held her hand as he replied, " usually girls do not like to be in this kind of situations, you know they would ask help and all, Even Azora does that, "

he said again before saying the name of our new angel. “Her name would be ANNIKA XYLE RIVERA XIN CASTRO our new angel” End

Some things never change. "Hola, Brody! Come to check on your amiga?" He said it like he knew I had a thing for her. He's just guessing, right? "Si, senior. How is she doing? Not embarassing me I hope?" Because this could turn out to be a disaster. But I really hope not. "La Nina is a very hard worker. Mi esposa esta muy feliz." If his wife is happy, then everyone is happy. Hot damn, what a relief.

she asked, not recognizing her. "Hola, soy la madre de Justino. Y tú, eres la novia de mi hijo?" Justino's mom asked, introducing herself. "Sí, soy Natalia," she replied, shaking her hand. "It's nice to meet you. I hope to see more of you in the future," Justino's mom said, smiling at Natalia warmly. "Por supuesto. Nice to meet you too," Natalia said, smiling back at her. Natalia was in her room when her phone rang. It was her mom calling from Brazil.

It’s at that point right before pitch-blackness when you realize you’ve already ceased to exist. My name is Janet Buenviaje. I was born one day in October. One day, pick any day. I was abandoned on the porch of a children’s home when I was just a few days old so nobody really knows the exact date. My first name supposedly means “God’s gracious gift” but, as it turns out, I’m His unwanted gift. My family name is just as full of irony but it’s not worth ranting about because it was just the name of the children’s home where I grew up: Nuestra Señora de la Buen Viaje.

she muttered standing on her feet Lavina made her way into the bathroom and soon came out completely wet Her wet hair stucked to her shoulders and her lips extremely tempting She wore a long hoodie top and packed her hair into a double pony tail Her phone in her left hand as she descended down the glass staircase "Buenos dias sra Lavina (Good morning Ms Lavina)" her nanny ma'am Margarita greeted. Margarita is actually her Mexican maid and since they're both Mexican; Margarita hardly speaks English. It's always Spanish "Morning nanny" Lavina replied settling on a seat "You look down. Anything the matter ?"ma'am Margarita asked placing her breakfast on the table

“Um, are you from America?” “A small town in New York. You probably haven’t heard of it.” “Oh, you are very beautiful.” “Thank you, you too.” “Oh.” Miss Chubby chose to overlook the compliment. “My name is Najim-Seon. You can call me Naji.” “I’m Maya. It’s nice to meet you.”

she said rolling her eyes at Felicia. "You are welcome ma'am" I said "Nah.. call me Nina." She said. I smiled "Nina" She is indeed a very nice person. Her smile and calmness is not what I expected from someone who has it all. I thought rich people were arrogant and saucy. But nah.. they were different. "What's your name dear?" She asked. "Am Elma, ma.. Nina."I corrected myself immediately. "Elma. Such a lovely name. Oh! pardon my manners dear, what can I offer you?"

“I’m Adelina and I’m calling from KlasyRhodes fashion home, Luanda. We need you to create some designs ma. We want to put up a fashion show and we need new unusual foreign designs.” Could she just stop with the madam thing, Chava had cringed one of her fists already; she didn’t like to be addressed with ‘ma’. Luanda? That was an African country and the caller didn’t sound like a regular client. Where did she get her contact from? “OK, my name is Chava or you can call me Miss Ava.” She smiled. “OK mad--sorry, Miss Ava. How much is your rate?” “When is the deadline? And how many designs?”

” thank you ” Tabitha replied her staring at the girl ” I’m Nina, Olugbaye Nina, I’m in js2, can we be friends “? the girl asked Tabitha smiling while Tabitha just stood there looking at her in awe.