Cindy Kimberly Ethnicity Novels & Stories

Ashanti It's been a year since everything, and I've been traveling around. Trying to know more about myself, and I'm pleased to say that I like different colors other than Black. Yellow for example. It's just so beautiful, and I like how it glows in the summer sun. Mane, I am like a teenager in a candy store when I learn something new about myself. I like to read. I like novels and books, and I even took an online class to have a diploma. I didn't know that could happen, but I found this school that was offering, and I went for it.

After all, he is highly respected Alpha around the world ," I appreciate that you are being alert. But trust me, Kimberly, I can never hurt. I have searched for you everywhere. Now you are finally here in front of my eyes. I can't tell you how happy I am. Everyone in the pack is waiting for you." "What are you talking about ? Why would you search for my mate?" Gabriel asked with a confused look. "Because Kimberly is my sister. She is the daughter of the Great Alpha Lyod of Snow Valley . We waited for you too long, baby sister. " Ethan said with tears, moving forward to hug his long lost sibling, but Kimberly stopped him. "Stop talking nonsense, Alpha Ethan. My father was a normal wolf, not a

Ashley asked as tolani smirked. "you, know... Im a fool! Asking a depressed freak for help" she walked out leaving Ashley alone. ........................................................................ Kimberly stood in the hostels mistress office as the mistress left the room leaving Kimberly with her mom. Her mom was from europe but she lived in nigeria all her life. While her dad was from a country in africa. "mommy" kimberly started already knowing why her mom was here. Her parents were having fights and she her elder sister were getting affected. Her parents always threatened each other with divorces and other stuff.

“As the custom goes, the elders are supposed to pick a choice witch whom they’ve verified to—” “Spare me the rudiments, elder,” I stopped him. “I already know all of that.” “Over here,” elder Rhys gestured for a mid-aged woman to join him, and a woman stepped forward from the few elders standing behind. “Alpha Lloyd, meet Miranda Kimber. She descends from the long line of the Kimber witches…” I trailed off, struggling for my eyes not to widen. After Davina Kimber appeared to me, I went to look her up in the book, and I read about the Kimber witches.

Hannah was far from being finished. Sheila's eyes narrowed sternly, her curiosity piqued. "What do you mean?" Hannah's expression turned somber, her voice clear as the waters, she said, "Kimberly was born to a witch and a werewolf. But at birth, a ritual was performed to suppress her werewolf genes. However, when Nicholas almost killed her, the ritual was broken, and her true nature as werewolf was awakened." Sheila's face turned pale, her eyes wide with shock.

Her heart did a triple skip. It’s him. It’s Mr. Hot-Choc! So he’s Jayden? Gosh, he looked so—non-Kiwi. Not that she was a full Kiwi herself. She was half-Cambodian. Her mom was a refugee Cambodian who migrated to New Zealand years ago just after the Pol Pot regime. Then her mom married her dad, a real Kiwi bloke to boot, who was one of the many refugees’ supporters along with Peter’s mom and dad.

Kimberly smiled when she heard what Rose said. “Let's say it's because we have a very similar story.” Rose turned to look at Kimberly surprised. She was wondering why Kimberly will say such a thing when she looks like one from a noble family. “A similar story?” Rose asked surprised and still curious and at the sand time. **************************** “Really? She is not from this pack?” Erica asked and jumped up from her bed when she heard what her maid said. Erica started jumping excitedly. “Yes, and she might be a slave that escaped.” Erica's joy was very obvious that she couldn't stop jumping. Her maid smiled while looking at Erica jump excitedly.

Nathan smirked. I’m really loving this Nathan guy, I think I could be friends with him. “So, Kimmy,” Morgan said. “What do you do for a living? Just curious because you honestly could be a model. I’d love to dress you.” I laughed, “How did you know I was a Kimmy?” “You’re too cool to have a stuffy name like Kimberley,” Morgan grinned from ear to ear. “I’m a dancer and singer,” I explained. “Off Broadway.”

I spied an old woman with gray hair in a tight bun seated at Henry’s right smiling at me. I smiled back politely and whispered at Ethan,”Who is she?” Ethan leaned in, his voice whispering in my ear. "That's my grandma, Kimberly Grey." I smiled back at her, feeling a warmth in her gentle gaze. Kimberly Grey's eyes sparkled as she spoke, her voice filled with kindness. "Welcome, Sarah." Henry , Ethan's grandfather, leaned forward, his eyes narrowing slightly. "So, Sarah, tell me about your family background," he began.

Mr Ben rolled his eyes at no one and marched into the company. "Secretary Kim, Where are you?" Mr Ben called. Kimberly peeped from her hiding and saw Mr Ben with no one behind him, she came out slowly. "I'm here" She answered, making him flinch a little. "Were you hiding?"He asked and she nodded. "Why?" "Those two are my step family. My brother and father." Kimberly responded, truthfully and sat down. "Are they not kind to you when you were still with them?"