Chelsea Ann Novels & Stories

she couldn't talk,she has lost her memory The couple carried her and brought her home and make her mrs Phillip sister since they are scarce at home They told their daughter they have found her, companion Mrs Phillip loved her and care for her like she's own blood sister till date. ******************* Happy birthday fifth birthday Celine, (Celine was five year old today) "Thanks auntie" She hugged Isabella,she loved isabella so much Mr Steve was coming downstairs,i know you will be the first person the will come here today to wished my daughter happy birthday

“This, is a goddamn date. I can’t wait to see where this goes.” Both Catherine and Lyra looked at each other, their eyes widened. Lyra couldn’t resist, so she slapped Chester’s arm. “Don’t make this weird, you idiot.” Then, she looked at Catherine. “It might be a date, but it’s just a friendly date. Right, Catherine?” Catherine swallowed the lump in her throat, her stomach began turning and her heart felt as if it was being ripped to pieces. “Of course,” she replied coldly. ...

Her delusional mind was shattered into pieces and her heart trembled with fear at the possibility that something terrible might happen and foil her plans. So, that day…… the conversation between Mark and Jay… was not a dream. It is true that Maya is alive and mated to the legendary alpha Ashton! She is also a luna, and of a powerful pack! "Jesus! What did I do?" Lily almost shoved her head into the wall.

James shook his head as a gesture to Jackson that Calvin was too stubborn to talk. Jackson lit a cigarette and gave it to Calvin. He raised his head and looked at Jackson before moving his gaze to James again. He took the cigarette. After taking a few puffs, Jackson spoke, “Calvin, do you remember Chelsea Moss?” The name made Calvin’s hand tremble. Jackson continued, “Chelsea is a well-known gynecologist in South City. She has a very good relationship with the secretary’s wife. Do you know who the secretary’s wife is?” Calvin turned a deaf ear to Jackson’s words and continued smoking in silence.

deep inside of me, I am happy with a glimpse of sadness because I know that my jealousy of Hilary last in long term. I play a playlist full of Olivia Rodrigo's songs and drive to my or Celestia 2.0 house. We are just jamming in the music and enjoying the beautiful sunset while I am driving. Thirty minutes later we arrived at our house. As I exit the driver's seat I saw my mom at the door of our home waiting patiently. "Sweetie!" she shouted with an exciting sweet-like candy voice. "Mom!" I reply. "Hey! I know I treat you as my sibling but don't steal my mom! Hmph!" Celestia 2.0 said with a pout on her face. I know she was just kidding and I just laugh forcibly but deep inside I want to hug m

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

192. Mistake. Chelsea had been busy in her room for almost 2 hours. She was confused about choosing an outfit for the event later that evening. After rummaging through her entire collection of clothes in the wardrobe, Chelsea finally settled on a navy dress adorned with lace. It was her best dress, which she would wear to the special event that night. Yes, it was a very special birthday party. Not because of whose birthday it was, but because the man who would accompany her to the party was Kak Daniel. Yes, Daniel Kim. The only man who made her heart flutter.

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

He had created a part of the third level loft as a bedroom for when he didn’t feel like driving back to the penthouse after a long night. He had wanted to be alone for when the clock struck twelve. He wanted to remember this moment for years to come. But someone else had another idea. A faint sound of someone clearing her throat got his attention. He turned around from the railing to see – Chelsea. She wore a short silver silk dress that hugged her bosom, which looked bigger for some reason. Her stilettos made her legs look a mile long. Her hair was down and straight. Her make-up was light, but she was so pretty she didn’t need a lot of make up to begin with. And she was holding two flutes a

Lena asked, patting her cheeks and blinking rapidly. “Yeah, come on grab my things and meet me at the car park.” Chelsea also made a mental note of stopping by at Liam's office. “Thank you.” Lena said as Chelsea walked out of the office. Soon,they were both in the car as Chelsea drove with a calm resolve. She bobbed her head to the low music playing in the background as Lena looked at her with admiration. “How old is your sister? I don't think I got the age.” Chelsea said as they rode into the parking lot of an exquisite mall. “She'll be sixteen,her first prom will happen on her birthday.” Lena replied.