Christiana Jones Novels & Stories

she said calmly. Joy crossed her arms. “So you’re not sneaking out?” Christiana smiled faintly. “And if I was?” Joy’s eyes narrowed. “You could get expelled.” Christiana stepped past them toward the window. She looked outside at the dark courtyard. Her voice was calm when she spoke again. “Relax,” she said. “I know exactly what I’m doing.” Joy watched her carefully. Something about Christiana’s confidence annoyed her deeply. Who did she think she was? Veronica sighed softly.

It ached badly like she had slammed her head into a rock , of course the bat behind had a Rocky head . “ You bumped into me Miss ” Jones countered taking abrupt by her rude speech . He had expected an outright apology from her instead she is a blabber mouth . “ Do you know that I am wife of Ryan Reynolds ? ” she asked batting her lashes as she spoke while Jones looked at her from head to toe and let out a chuckle “ You are a con artist ,are you not ?.” he leaned asking her “ Watch your mouth you good for nothing ” she cursed “ oh I will ,if you stop claiming what is not yours ” Jones retorts as he walked away to meet his Mistress .

Christian reached for her neck and connected their foreheads. "I love this, my good luck kiss," he mumbled breathlessly and brushed his lips against Shania's. "That's enough, you jerk," she pushed him away and climbed off him but he didn't let her go. She triggered so many desires which wanted to be satisfied right there and then however just then "Ace?" A melodious voice came from the à, and both were settled. Christian moved out of the way just enough for Shania to see a brunette woman "I was looking for you everywhere, the race is starting " the girl was only in a pink bikini with red heels. Her hair was tied in a bun with some bangs falling over her face

she says, shaking her head. I look down at her cell phone, not knowing what I will find, but what I see was not at all what I expected. “He’s been in town, partying it up with Marc’s cousin, Jasper. He hasn’t even left New York, Leia…Christian…he’s been seen with other women.” *** -Christian- I down the glass of brandy and shiver at the burn down my throat. Jasper laughs and claps my back when I sputter and I shoot him a glare.

A document was placed before Christiana, who frowned. "What document? " She glanced at Damien before turning to Mr. Jones. Mr. Jones too became surprised. "You didn't inform her? " He asked Damien whose face remained blank. He raised a brow at Mr. Jones who understand what to do. Letting out a slight cough, "Erm, Christiana. How about you go through the document? I believe you will understand what it is about " Christiana just glanced at the document and her eyes widened immediately. "Marriage license?! " She exclaimed and shot Damien a glare.

I make a mental note to corner her later and force it out of her. "C'mon in ladies," Christine welcomes us with a smile on her face. Christine is the wife of Travis Steele, the communications/IT expert for Heaven Hill, and the sister of Jagger. She's about as deep into Heaven Hill as you can get without being born into the fold. Not only is she an awesome person though and through, but she also does amazing hair, and lately she's been taking chances with hers. I haven't seen her in a month or so, and I squeal excitedly when I see the black and purple she's got in her locks today.

Katrina I am Katrina Jones, 24 years of age. I am an independent woman. I started living on my own when my parents died two years ago. They died in an accident. I am living in my small apartment here in New York. I am in need of money to sustain my needs. Recently, I resigned to my job to apply as a personal assistant in Smith Enterprise. I will be having my interview tomorrow. Hopefully, I will get the job. **************

“I refuse to be a cheating wife. I… I actually feel something for Christian. Even if he doesn’t feel it back. I won’t betray him like that.” Jess rolled her eyes dramatically. “Yen yen yen. Wait until that coochie of yours starts begging for attention.” “News flash, Jessica,” I said in a mock-serious tone. “If there’s anything Christian does best—it’s fucking the life out of me. That man doesn’t release until I have. Like ten times. Minimum. He’s a beast.” Jess nearly fell over laughing. “Ten? PEN. WHAT.” “Minimum. Respectfully,” I added, sipping from the water bottle like I’d just dropped facts on national television.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

She knew that eventually, he would be back home, she would cherish the memories they had shared and the bond they had formed. She wanted to show him how much she cared for him, and she knew that a simple "thank you" wouldn't be enough. So, she decided to do something bold and unexpected. She went shopping and bought a sexy outfit, something she would never normally wear. She wanted to surprise Delcan and show him how she truly felt. She knew it was a risk, but she was willing to take it. She texted him and told him to come home early. But he tried cause he was busy at work. He had been working late for weeks, and he missed spending time with her. When he walked through the door, he was surpr