Buena Niña Novels & Stories

It turned out that the woman beside him could be quite entertaining for him. "Poor thing!" Nafisah mumbled, quite audible to Andrew's hearing. Andrew's forehead furrowed, feeling strange about Nafisah's words. "Why poor thing?" Andrew asked, puzzled. "This beautiful model is one of the most beautiful models in Asia from Indonesia. Although she's considered a newcomer, she has already gone international," explained Nafisah enthusiastically. "Then why did you say 'poor thing'? What's the connection between her and your sympathy earlier?" Andrew asked, becoming more confused. Wasn't what Nafisah explained earlier a good achievement?

“and stop calling me princess Noraveena. Call me Nova, or your highness if you absolutely insist on titles but not princess, please.” They seem a little taken aback by my request. Though it may be my slightly pissy tone. “I apologise I say, feeling the need to explain myself “I am still struggling to get used to being ‘Princess Nova’ so I just prefer Nova. I don’t feel like I have earnt the title yet”

Bamby asked Clarissa. “Me? A model? A beauty queen?” Clarissa was still confused. She was stunned by that question. She did not expect that somebody would approach her in the street to tell her she could be a model. “Yes, sweetheart. And I am so sorry. We have been talking for quite long but I have never asked your name,” Bamby said. “My name is Clarissa, Clarissa Gonzales,” she responded. “Oh my gosh! That is such a perfect name for a beauty queen. Well, anyway, what’s your answer? Do you want to be a model?” Bamby reiterated his question.

“There’s two little ones ready to meet you.” I take a deep breath. Sofrito and platanos maduros. I ain’t never smelled something so good before. Between the sounds, and the electricity, and the scents, I have to see what’s happening. The most gorgeous woman I ever seen is holding my hand to the side of her face. Una belleza de ébano [An ebony beauty]. My wrist’s got a bandage on it, but it don’t hurt anymore. There’s bright light behind her. It makes her ebony skin… sin tacha [flawless]... and glow on the edges. She looks like she was crying. I can’t let that happen. I move my hand to wipe her tears away. I hope it don’t scare her.

Badiyya " hi, girly " " how you doing? I'm outside your gate already " " really!!!" " yes" " OK I'm coming right now" sakeena hung up immediately Rahama look at her confused " who is that ?" " it's badiyya " " badiyya? I think I need to leave" rahama stood up . Sakeena drag her down the bed " common sit, you are not going anywhere " she ordered " but.. But it's badiyya. I don't have time for any drama"

Nina reaches out her hand to Wendy friendly, "Hi! I am Nina Morrison. You can call me Nina." Wendy is very beautiful. Her skin is white and tender. She has a pair of beautiful big eyes, with long and curly eyelashes. She looks like a doll, and she also dresses in princess style. The whole person is like a delicate porcelain doll. Wendy pretends not to see Nina's outstretched hand, and she squeezes out a smile from her face, "Hi!" What a little girl with unknown origin who wants to shake hands with her. Sunny's friend must be another poor girl with no background. She doesn't have to entertain her.

Aiden exited the large five-story building into the parking lot where his red Lamborghini Veneno Roadster was parked. Meanwhile in another place, a young woman who a few days ago had an argument with Aiden because of the most popular story she wrote involving Aiden. Mr Banana whose real name is Karenina Christine Morales, a third-year student majoring in communication science at one of the universities in the city of New York. Nina is a student from the Philippines who worked hard to be able to pursue her dream of continuing her studies in the country of her dreams and won a scholarship. Diligent and hardworking, that's the picture of the tough woman behind the popular story "I Know You Want

I just woke up from fantasizing when Lauren gives a slight push at my side. I tried to swallow my saliva before speaking as my throat went dry with his salivating perfect looks. Shit! He even gives his sweetest smile showing his perfect white teeth that weaken your knees. Damn you! This is fucking unfair! I don't think I can handle him every day. He is a dangerous sight! "Good Morning Sir Alejandro, I'm Anita Paloma." I introduce myself as if I'm not affected by his goddamn goddess look! Damn him!

“I am Princess Bella Daño, nice to meet you.” The both of them smiled, “Nice to meet you too…”

It was painful to see him doing that when he never did it before, he even loved to teased me before while poking my head, he sometimes fell asleep and leaning his head to my shoulder. I swallowed the anguish that circulating within me, but then it has just gotten worst, even more, when I saw him texting someone, and it was Naila Mendoza, her name means "Succesful" which was true. Naila was a successful model, pretty and rich, lots of girls envy her a lot. She has blonde long hair, she was just too thin yet too sexy, it fits her tall height.