Dana Knowles Novels & Stories

She handles herself magnificently. "Hi guys." Danae says, coyly. "I'm Danae." She's wearing a sexy cheerleader outfit that makes the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders look dull. Her top is similar to theirs, tied together between her tits, covering her arms and leaving her entire torso bare. Instead of shorts, she's wearing a micro mini skirt, with nothing under it. Whoops and hollers fill the locker room, as the guys take in her bouncing tits and her bare ass, as she twirls once around for them.

Where are my paparazzis at by the way? "Oh shit! The Daniella Sparks?!" Someone added. And the crowd errupted to whisperings. I saw Megan pale then regained composture when she saw me smirking but I can see she was visibly shaking. So, even this stuck up girl know who I am. I heard them say: "I heard she broke the nose of her previous principal" "I heard shes the daughter of Ryan Sparks, a business tycoon and a billionaire. Her mother is Lenna Sparks the famous fashion designer"

Femi said. "Wow you have said so much in such little time babe. Yeah take the gig I kuku need the money. The abroad circle nko?" She asked. I knew she would want to know about that. "Okay, like I said it's mostly people abroad who have ties to the designer brands. Victor Kunda, Kylie Jenner, she's a friend, Dami Hope and Davide Sancli, Ika Wong and her fiancée Demetres. We all have this group chat where we meet to vent. Good stuff." I told her.

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.

"Diva Scott is her name, she's the leader of the DSD crew. Remember that girl dance group right?" "Are you kidding me? Her?" I yelled whispered. I know her, she's a very popular personnel and her parents, just as Dan's, are super wealthy. Most of all, she's better than me in many aspect. She's like a black beauty goddess. How can his new girl be prettier than I am? "Well, if you think I'm kidding, you can visit Dan's I*******m and Twitter accounts, you'll see for yourself." "Okay I'll check it out now, thanks for the info."

I turned around and Channing was standing there with hurt in her eyes. "Yes. Her mate is Richard Brickenden." "You mean John R. E. Brickenden?" She asked, tilting her head with confusion. "What's the R and the E for?" Was his name really not Richard Brickenden? "Richard Earkenhait. We had a run in with him back when I was just a kid." So she didn't lie about her mate, but she never told us what her mate did. She was hiding something. "Do you know what she's the Founder of?"

Alec smiled warmly. “Find out who she is and everything about her.” Alec instructed his assistance as soon as they entered the car. His assistant was efficient and came back with the information in the evening; He had summarized Dana's entire life into bullet points. - Dana Williams, 40 years old, currently single; Best friend- Lara Burton, model, also single. -Came from U country 1 year ago. -Originally from I country, married for 15 years; divorced just before coming to A country.

Luis questioned trying to fish out the full name of the guy called Derry Lyla was speaking with on the phone from the video sent to his email. "I know Derry McClean. Yes, I do, but who doesn't know him? He and his father are all over the news," Lyla said with a chuckle and ran her hand through her hair nervously. She added her less statement to cover up the fact that she knew Derry in person realizing her mistake of asking this stranger if he knew Derry after his call to someone call Derry. "Real factor, but I know him personally?" Luis teased making a face like it was an honour to know Derry personally.

Ruby asked, glancing at Van. "Since this morning," Van confirmed. "Ahh, I'm s—" Lance started, before the makeup artist gently redirected his chin back into position, quietly noting to the room in general that everyone should simply think of them as exactly what they were — a professional trying very hard to finish an increasingly complicated job. --- "Mom... how can you do this to me..." Elison groaned as his mother, Adira, swept into his room without knocking. "Stop nagging, then," she said, entirely unmoved.

The reality of it finally sinks in and she sighs at the enormous risk she signed herself up for. “Well, it’s great that you’re here to help.” Ariana forces a smile at an oblivious Lance. “Williams praised your skills greatly. I take it you know every nook and cranny of this whole ordeal.” “Oh, yes. I’ve been raised in a family of high profile. Not sure if you know but my father Cincinnati Donovan was the former governor of New York City while my own mother was crowned the first Miss U.S.A in the eighties. My older brother is abroad as an ambassador and my sister’s married to a politician with her own beauty line.”