Bulma X Chi Chi Novels & Stories

Maybe it was her darker skin that made them stand out more. I liked Chi Chi, though I remained intimidated by her looks. Nope again; I wasn’t bad in the looks department, but Chi Chi was in an entirely different league. She also spoke and listened to Jon like she cared what he had to say. He hung on her every word, kept his eyes on her face, and made me proud. I had nice tits, as Reed was fond of saying, but Chi Chi’s stole the show. I wondered if they were real and hoped, quite shamefully, that they weren’t. She wore a silk blouse, indecently unbuttoned, but who would button those in? Her waist was pencil thin and her ass spiraled out giving her the perfect bubble butt. Her short shorts sho

"I am so sorry about my friend. He was dropped on the head as a child, weren't you Liam?" "Yes..yes, I was" Lee nodded. Chioma turned to look at me. "So, you don't think I am gorgeous?" She asked me. Great! It was time to stutter. "God…no! Of..of course, you are breathtaking. I just meant that…" I was still ranting when I saw a smile appear on her face. "I am just kidding, Mr. Black. Hi, I am Chioma. It is very nice to make your acquaintance" Chioma brought her hands out for a shake when Dev quickly added.

Her qipao reaches her ankles and mid-thigh slits are on each side much like Amelia’s and she has beautiful white, blue, and purple flowers and butterflies placed on different parts of her outfit. Xander hugs Chris clapping him on the back as Chris does the same, “We are so proud of you both. We know what a big undertaking this is, and you both tackled it head on. You’re going to do great things and we’ll be here every step of the way,” Xander promises. “Thank you, dad,” Chris says warmly.

~88~ Chiara As we watched the event downstairs. Lia Bianchi walked in, shining like the brightest star in the sky. She took a glass from a passing by waiter. Regality and confidence oozed from her, something that she was suppressing because of her stupid worthless piece of shit ex husband, Bormann. Even his name sounded bitter in my mouth.

Bella’s POV My name is Chen Xiu Ying, and my English name is Bella Chen. I am 23 years old, a mixed-race, and an athlete. My dad wants me to train in business, therefore I was forced to finish the course, but my passion is exclusively for fashion designing; what can I do? I must chase my heart's desire. After graduation, I founded my firm, La Bella Fashion Threads Co., in Manhattan, New York City, with the money I saved as a student and the awards I won in previous contests.

None of us said a thing as Alexander looked at us. "She started it!" Chiara was the first to speak, gaining back my attention, and I almost burst out laughing at how ridiculous she looked. Her brown hair was disheveled, one of her earrings had gone missing, her sleeve had torn by the shoulder and her red lipstick smudged on her face. But I had to admit, even with how ridiculous she looked, her beauty still managed to shine. I knew it had to do with her omega genes. "she slapped me first." "You provoked me, and you deserved that slap," I told her. "I won't apologize also, and-"

Xavier tilted his head and continued, “If you’re her friend, I figured you’d have a better idea of where she is. I just met her a couple of days ago.” Bella looked at Xavier with a playful smirk and asked, “Why do you always focus so much on Tina? There are plenty of people around who might offer you something even better. Why not give them a chance?” Xavier raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes. He chuckled and replied, “Well, if someone’s name starts with a ‘B’ and they’re wearing a flowery bikini, I’d have to say I’m all in.” Bella’s smile widened, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she tilted her head, the sun catching her sun-kissed skin. She leaned closer, her voice dropp

{Abebi} I strolled through the familiar paths of the Allister compound, accompanied by my dear friend Chiara. A rare opportunity for lighthearted conversation arose. The sun's warm rays enveloped us, and a gentle breeze whispered through the trees, creating a serene atmosphere that eased the weight on my shoulders. "Congratulations," Chiara exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. I glanced at her, curiosity etched on my face. "On what?" I questioned, a hint of uncertainty lacing my words.

Tania sighed, leaning against her desk as they walked down to the main lobby. Xielle crossed her arms, her eyes flashing with a mix of fatigue and lingering irritation. "Tsk. Forget about him. Do you know who I’m paired with for the Beauty Glam campaign? It’s Jake. Jake Marquez is the co-headliner." "What?!" Tania’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. "Exactly! My thoughts precisely. And the worst part is, I can't even back out. The moment I say no, the media will label me as bitter or unprofessional. I refuse to give him the satisfaction of knowing he still affects me," Xielle snapped.

Councilman De Luca. The name has shown up three separate times now, attached to offshore transactions that connected directly to companies linked to both the Morretti family and the Garcino. At first I thought it was a coincidence, but coincidence didn't repeat itself this neatly. Nothing about this was random. I grabbed another page from the stack beside me, comparing the dates again. My chest tightened slowly as another connection clicked into place. “Fuck,” I whispered. I slid the paper towards him. “Look at the dates.”