Christy Jenkins Charmed Novels & Stories

His voice was so loud it almost hurt her ears. Amelia pulled the phone away slightly, her fingers gently brushing the Heart Herb in her hand, her tone indifferent: "Get to the point. I don’t like guessing games." "Heh." Chris’s voice had a tone of a gangster leader: "I didn’t expect my appearance on that TV station to have such an effect. Even Mr. Jenkins from the Jenkins family was so impressed by my charm, he kept watching my interview." From what Amelia knew about a certain young master from the Jenkins family, she was sure: "Impossible. You’re dreaming."

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. **************

Jasmine had long felt that there was nothing that she could do in return for Charlie, so she naturally had to respect Charlie’s elders even more. However, Charlie did not plan to be reunited with the Ackers yet, so Jasmine did not dare to be overly polite toward Christian. After all, Christian knew that he had to remain humble in front of Jasmine as well because of what had happened at the previous auction for the Rejuvenating Pill. Therefore, if Jasmine were to treat him too politely. Christian would definitely notice something abnormal.

He asked, “Where’s Grandma Charlotte?” Jacob and the other women’s complexions dulled abruptly, Jacob said in a cold voice, “Hmph, Grandma Charlotte is a narrow-minded person who can’t tolerate the other women of mine. She certainly won't stoop to staying in the same space as them.” Jenson asked once more, “Where’s Grandma Charlotte now?” Jacob replied, “Who knows?” Seeing Jacob’s unconcerned attitude toward his wife, Jenson felt great disdain surging from the bottom of his heart.

Steven said. Upon hearing it, I turned to Flint and mouthed, "really?" He nodded with a smile. "And well, we were actually running out of ideas. But one of our very creative and resourceful members, Angel," he pointed at a woman on the table beside us. She was wearing a white cocktail dress with shiny beads all over. She looks like an angel. Literal shiny Angel. Her name suits her. "She thought of this very weird thing… I really thought it was weird at first but then a few days into thinking about it, I realized that huh, it's not weird at all!" He mumbled.

she told Gena. "Okay." Gena was occupied with her own adventure over the smiling Harry who was now talking. Claire smiled knowingly. She could tell the Asian was smitten. "And you should put your Asian charms into use if you want to capture the black chocolate," she whispered to Gena, teasing her. "Well, that is if he's available . . . unlike some manwhore I know." Now she glared gravely at Ryan, who was smiling at something Doris had just said.

My mind plans to make the layout completely clear to his face the second his boots clear the doorway. However, before my steps can even reach the boardroom arches, my frame bumps directly into Charis Turner. Our eyes haven't crossed paths in months, and Charis sports exceptionally long hair now, her curly tresses falling over her shoulders to make her look incredibly sharp, mature, and dominant, mimicking a high-ranking professional female of the elite pack house. Charis forces a false smile of pleasant surprise across her lips. "High-blood female Brooke, many sun-cycles have passed since our eyes met! My ears gathered data from Gaston yesterday watch that your body was occupying a hospital

Sebastian said. Jemma smiled, "Really?" "You've probably seen her many times in breaking news, brother. She's the daughter of the famous actor Ryan Jenkins and Mr. Noah Johnson's wife. Am I right, Miss Jemma?" Jemma sensed something strange in her tone but kept her composure, "You're correct, Miss Pal." "How gorgeous you are!" Sebastian praised, then added, "But, I saw you with Jay Warner. You were going to get married to him." Jemma's smile faded away, and Assistant Liam noticed her unease.

She sniffed, fixing her makeup in the mirror then her dress. “Let’s go walk into the devil’s den.” She continued taking Jason’s arms as they walked down the stairs. Janet didn’t allow Dan’s blackmail stop her from having a good time as the music blasted loud in the lobby and the place was packed. People from everywhere came to the Christmas party of the year. Jason danced and laughed with a random woman when he looked up to the door. His heart skipped a beat as he saw the woman of his dreams walk through. Alyssa walked in with the weave curled and her dress wasn’t as expensive as Yolanda’s, but it was still fancy, black with all sleeves. It was a v-cut dress that accentuated her hips with di

She kept still beside Darren while Jenson got nearer. Jenson stood on the other side of the makeup chair, his smirk growing as he watched Darren stab the top of the milkshake cup with the black straw. "Ugh! It's just so good!" Darren moaned and fist-bumped Jenson without looking up at the guy. "Go home, dude. Charm's waitin' up for you again." Charm? As in Jenson's fiancée? "You're welcome," Jenson murmured with a frown before turning around to head out.