Christiana Jones Novels & Stories

Christian was calm. “This is the question asked most frequently online. Can you tell us more about it?” ‘To tell more...’ Christian looked up with his slanted eyes and measured the woman opposite him. “Long hair, big eyes, possibly a big mouth, about 166cm in height. She can have a coarse voice... and wears a professional suit...” Ahem. Jessica was taken aback. Was Christian describing her?! “Since you are being so concrete, girls in front of the screen can take a hard look at yourself and see if you have a chance!”

Alex and Jessica both were warriors and were dedicated to the Pack. Lacie went with black leather pants, a lace black top with a cami underneath and black heels. Lily was sporting a green leather mid-thigh dress with short sleeves and black ankle boots. Monica was all black – black mini skirt with black corset style top and black heels. I chose my signature black skinny jeans, black tank with my black leather jacket and black leather heeled boots.

He assumed that there is probably another artiste that she will manage that he has not been informed yet. "Oh! Aren't you Jay Boone, the newly debuted actor?", A crispy voice asked him. The lady was wearing a peach coloured top and as she stood up, he saw that she was wearing a skirt of the same colour and she looked very professional. " Wow, you look more handsome in person", She said. "You are....", He asked. " Oh! Don't mind me. I'm Cynthia Bradford ", She said.And added, stretching her hand. "I will be your manager starting now", She said.

A photograph of Jessica Jane. Smiling.

" Chelsea said, her gaze sharpening. "Mr. Jones, how can you prove that you are indeed Cameron Jones, the chief designer of Allure Designs?"

This time we both laughed together, she really was amazing, her voice, her laugh, her hands, and her sense of humor were incredible, refreshing. "Thank you," she said pulling me out of my thoughts, "I really appreciate that you like it, even knowing that you didn't want me to touch you forty minutes ago." "Yes, well, I'm not very adept at contact," I replied, embarrassed. "Christian Gray," she whispered almost voicelessly now working my legs. “What?” I asked confused, "Who’s that?" She gave me one of her laughs again. "He's a fictional character from a book who doesn't like to be touched because in his childhood someone put out cigarettes on his chest," she explained, pressing my right calf,

It was only Rhoda that could achieve that with her youthful, and vibrant aura. That was she, the only female in the younger generation of the Mikealson’s family. Beautiful, intelligent, extremely pampered but has the kindest heart. “I will be in the bedroom,” Christain mouthed to his wife, before leaving her to talk to his boss. She gave him a quick kiss, before returning back to the phone. “Christian said you are in London, it’s very rare to see you around.” She said to Jacob, the excitement, and worship were evident in her voice.

Something happened tonight," I whispered urgently. Alex's expression turned inquisitive, and he nodded. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice low and concerned. I took a deep breath, preparing to unfold the tangled threads of my encounter with Christy and the emotions Natalie had awakened within me. "Yeah, what... DID?" Alex emphasized, his voice laced with curiosity. His gaze drifted away, fixated on a captivating figure across the room. I followed his line of sight, and my heart skipped a beat. Christiana stood poised, radiant in a stunning green lace dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. The garment shimmered under the light, accentuating her beauty.

Chapter Three *Christiana’s POV* Tonight wasn’t about fashion. It was about precision and winning the heart of Bryan Adams. The mirror didn’t lie, but even I had to pause. The woman staring back at me wasn’t the one who had cried into her mother’s pillow or slept in oversized sweaters for weeks. She wasn’t the broken thing hiding from the world. She was calculated, composed and deadly.

"But you're obsessed with one woman." Christian shudders. He raised one eyebrow. "What do you mean? Obsessed? With whom?" "Natasha Collins," Jonas replied. Christian immediately pouts. "I don't have any feelings for her. I'm just curious because she keeps making my heart feel weird. I never knew her, but it feels so weird when I see her. I feel like I've known her for a long time. It's really weird," said Christian. "You know why I can't fall in love."