Dena Truelove Novels & Stories

5 Yours Truly, Kat He could figure out what most of the note said. I had an amazing time. I want to see you again. I hope you understand. Please call me. She had definitely left her phone number. It meant that she wanted him to find her. She had wanted more. The fear that she was married or uninterested evaporated as soon as he saw the note. Unfortunately, he had no way of telling her that since he couldn’t read her phone number.

Lena nodded, but a tight knot of anxiety twisted in her stomach. Trina leaned closer. “You’re really into this guy, huh?” Lena froze. “What? No. I mean… it’s not about that. It’s about exposing the truth.” “Right. And the fact that he’s drop-dead gorgeous and keeps looking at you like he wants to devour you.”Trina said with a broad smile. Paying to heed to what she said,Lena handed her a phone. “Everything you need to know about your ‘brand’ is here. You’re now Katrina Devereaux, an up-and-coming designer who just relocated from Paris.”

Is this how l am spending eighteen years of my life. "SAKURA?" Hmm now l am hearing voices hah. Calling my name. "Is that you Sakura." I look up to see one of the girls l worked with. "What are you doing here." I could not respond as l observed her way of dressing. She was wearing a yellow kimono. Her hair tied in a lovely semi circle hairpins pluck and. She had some makeup on. "You.." "I am Hozumi don't you remember." She smiled . "Hozumi?"

He felt really proud of himself after training hard for years he was going to become a professional footballer. Adon smiled, his kiddo was really doing well for himself. “Really, so what about Allison, are you serious about her?. Draining his cup of vodka, Nik replied back. “I’d rather not talk about it”. “Ok, welcome to Las Vegas Nik, if you’re not serious about her she’ll slip through your finger like dust”. “like how you’re letting Sarah slip through yours”?. Nik asked with a hint of sarcasm and seriousness in his voice. Adon scoffed.” She doesn’t love me Nik. She’s in love with some rogue”.

Redhead introduced, nodding towards the brunette. "And I know you are the infamous Trevor Saint Williamson," Tricia added with a giggle. Trevor grinned as she emphasised his name. He wasn't surprised she had recognised him right away. Most people knew who he was due to him being constantly in the media, whilst only a few knew he was the owner of the clubhouse. "It's a pleasure to be finally this close to you." Tricia grinned, then nudged Lauren, who was staring at the dancefloor. Lauren flashed Trevor a smile, then whispered in Tricia's ear, "I think this is your time to get close to him. You have wanted to do this for a while now."

she shakes her at me as she noticed my triumph smile. "Karma's a bitch".I purposely made my last statement because I knew what she would reply with.this is something that we always do to tease each other. Miss bailey is a good manager and also has a great personality.i am thankful that I was assigned to be managed by her.she is an amazing person and I adore her a lot but I am not going to tell her that. "All this while,you have modeled a lot in other themes like olden styles,the modern world,even in retro styles in different colors but never done one in a black and white before".miss bailey explained."I thought that maybe you could do something you haven't done before, something new".

It's no wonder people say the bride is the most beautiful, and that's not an exaggeration at all. Mr. Marcus put the Angel's Tears necklace on her. It wasn't designed by Mr. Marcus; it was Diana Brown's design. It was originally a half-finished piece, which Mandy loved and modified. The pendant had subtle differences, making it even more classic. Then, after Mr. Marcus worked on it, it became a brand of JH International Group's jewelry. The photographer was the top worker of the photography studio. After taking several sets of wedding photos in the studio, they went outside. There happened to be a forest park right across from the studio, perfect for wedding photos.

she could hardly look at me. And Dahlia? She is such a lovely child. I can't get my mind off her. Asking for a DNA test would simply be an insult to Tori. I mean, I've not been there for the past four years. Not that it was intentional. I really tried to get in contact with her, but to no avail. Dahlia could be nothing above four years old and my heart kept telling me she was mine. But how could I prove it? Goodness Ian, do you really think you're responsible for her child. You were half way across the world and now you show up and think your ex lover's child is yours?

You must be kidding or blind. She whipped out her tablet and tapped open a video. There he was, Marvin, the star of the show, tangled up with a bevy of women. That Marvin was a far cry from his usual straight-laced image; he was nothing but a lowlife, a complete sleazeball. "I just wanted to see what made this cheater so special that you'd cheat on my son. And what do I find? This piece of garbage. It's sickening." The moment Rebecca laid eyes on that video, she froze.

Christine took initiative to wash all the utensils post dinner. "Christine, Tell me who is the best cook? Sam or me?" Anna did not want to lose her best chef title to Sam. She had started recording button on her phone to record Christine's answer. Christine had no idea that Anna is recording their conversation so she gave her honest answer. Well, if Anna is going to record and send the clip to certain someone then she would have lied and had told that person's name.