Credence Penelope Douglas Summary Novels & Stories

So what had changed? A woman of Montelgo is confident in herself. Tita Claudia’s words echoed in my mind. She had become like a second mother to me, despite not being my own. Her strength and wisdom had helped shape me into who I was today. Mama’s voice brought me back to the present. “Darling, trust yourself. I don’t want my Penelope looking anything less than radiant on her wedding day,” she said, gently brushing my cheek with the tenderness only a mother could possess.

"A nobody from a disgraced family who's been stalking me for months." Look deeper. "I've looked enough." I slam my laptop shut harder than necessary. "This conversation is over." But Kael refuses to back down. Throughout the evening, he keeps flooding my senses with memories I didn't know I'd stored Penelope helping a younger student with homework in the library, Penelope volunteering at the pack's charity drive despite having nothing to give, Penelope standing up to a group of bullies picking on a smaller Omega. Small moments. Glimpses of character that paint a picture completely different from the desperate stalker in Madison's video.

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"Isn't it because you're shameless enough?" What man could resist a woman who threw herself at him without restraint? Yet Adeline had never thought her youngest son would truly lack such principles. She had always believed Caleb to be a self-disciplined, courteous, well-bred gentleman. The only explanation was that Penelope was simply too brazen, too shameless. Penelope did not get angry. Instead, she smiled faintly. "Do you remember that car accident back then? The one that killed your husband and landed you in the hospital in Brimcrest City?"

"I'm so good! I can't believe it! My plan was a success! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Yes, you all heard it right. Everything that happened earlier was Clark's plan. He set up that robbery stunt. He was the one who got Penelope's paper bags while I waited for him to hand me the paper bags. And when he did, I jogged towards her to return them. "What? No, I won't" I refused Clark's suggestion. He suggested that I should make Penelope my subject. Because since she is famous, many people would love to read anything about her.

’ She said, smiling. ‘it’s nice to meet you too, Clarissa. I’m sorry for slamming the door in your face. It’s just that you can’t trust people that much anymore. Someone once tried to rob us by saying she was a friend of Bernice.’ Penelope explained while fiddling with her fingers. ‘It’s okay. You did the right thing. I would’ve done the same thing myself.’ Clarissa gave her an encouraging smile and the girl returned it, then went back to the counter.

Penelope whispered, trying her best to get her to be enthusiastic about their date, she knows that guy is a walking danger but she knows he won't be able to hurt her, not physically and emotionally though. "Let us not forget the part that he is rich and that makes you a rich mafia princess and female assassin, dating an extremely wealthy mafia boss, oh my God, I would kill right a story about you both, maybe I should quit hacking and be a writer instead, I think that would be the best and lighter option if we are to be extremely candid with each other, I won't have anyone on my tail questioning my ass the reason why I am digging up buried information." Penelope's voice dropped an octave lowe

I’ll deal with this my way. I turned to her. “Clean up this mess. Your punishment is not over yet.” And then I walked out of the kitchen. I called a meeting with the elders. As they arrived, I told them of what I knew about Penelope. “She’s unstable,” I said to them. “She needs to be stopped.” They looked at me like I was crazy. “Alpha, Penelope has done nothing wrong to you,” one said. “But to me, she has done everything wrong. She is not to be trusted.”

She paused raising a brow at me. I didn't care to give her an answer, I just scowled at her. Her lips widened into a sardonic smile," You know me so well my dear, Penelope." I gave her a knowing look, I had gone past the stage of believing that this woman would ever care about me.

Darla leaned in closer, her tone turning lower, more dangerous. “You’re just a toy he got bored of. He has real women by his side. Women who know what he likes, who know how to please him. I doubt if you can even please a man like him— in bed!” She said this running her eyes all over Penelope that made her skin crawl. Penelope’s throat tightened, but she still kept silent. “Nothing to say?” Darla smirked. “That’s smart. At least you’re not completely stupid.” Penelope inhaled sharply and turned away, gripping the luggage tighter as she hurried inside.