Dena Truelove Novels & Stories

Chuck said, "Lend me your phone, Steph." He held out a hand, and I gave him my phone. He played the video and showed it to Valerie. Meanwhile, I was dazed. I couldn't remember the last time Chuck had called me by my nickname. After watching the video, Valerie insisted that I'd used artificial intelligence to put it together. I shrugged and asked, "Will you only admit what you've done when I bring the pastor here to give his statement?" I added, "He's been feeling guilty over accepting your bribe, so he chose to tell the truth. He's already been removed from his position."

Caroline withdrew her arm from Yuliana's grip, her expression calm and composed. "Ms. Xander, you seem a bit behind on the news. I'm not the woman currently with Evan. It's Daniella Love, the deputy head of the company's fashion design department." "If you're looking to create trouble, you should approach Daniella, not me." Yuliana's shock was evident. "Who?!" Caroline repeated, trying to spare her any further confusion. "Daniella Love."

On New Year's Eve, Gwen Hurst and I attended a reunion with our old classmates. After several rounds of drinks, someone suggested a game of Truth or Dare. Gwen was the first to lose and drew Truth. "What was your biggest regret when it came to love?" She answered without hesitation, but her gaze kept drifting toward her first love, Nikolas Stratton, who was sitting nearby. "My greatest regret was not ending up with the person I loved most. Instead, I married my backup and settled for a life of compromise." The room erupted in shock. Everyone thought I would storm out in anger, but I only smiled and gestured for the game to continue. When it was my turn, the question became, "Have you ev

There was no way I could come up with hundreds of thousands of dollars on such short notice. Was I supposed to watch them take back the dress when it was almost mine? Brenda's figure came to mind. She was about my size, too. I could give up the man, but never the dress! Ivan moved closer. "Ellena, is there something you want to tell me?" "...I lost my ID, so I can't file for divorce yet," I said. He chuckled while I kept a straight face. What was my dignity compared with that dress? He pinched my cheek and turned my face toward him with a doting smile. "You little schemer. You're not getting away from me."

"Can't you startle me every time you come near?" Damaresh, the handsome, fair-skinned, thin-lipped young man, was exasperated by Athena's behavior. The middle-aged woman who looked at him sharply did not apologize but chuckled at Aresh's answer. She shook her head as her simple question was not answered by Aresh. "Damaresh... Damaresh... you've gone too far!" Athena still chuckles at her son's stare. "This figure in front of you is Mom! Not a ghost!" "I know," he replied. "But I'm not joking, Mom!"

She was no longer in the nightgown. Trisi she's a beauty to reckon with, she's satisfactory in complexion. Height is like that of Miss World. Her hair is longer than her shoulder's length and every year she always reduces the size of it. She has a straight leg with an oval face. With or without lip gloss her lips are always pink. Everything about her body is soft and fluffy like freshly baked bread.

And then. Haden let out a low murmur before pulling her in closer to him, "You," he said, "It's definitely you." She froze in his grasp, her eyes still wide, set firmly on Leo. "What's your name?" He asked but Lia didn't respond. "Lia Loren, age 17 from Triton," Leo said deeply, emotion practically undetectable in his tone but upon examining his face, I could see it deep and repressed. "The Alpha's sister..." Haden said, getting a proper look of her. "Nice to meet you, Lia. I'm Haden."

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

"Mrs. Rivers, you look so pathetic! It's too bad Mr. Rivers gave me the basement key. You'll have to please me if you want to get out!" I begged desperately. "I'm sorry! I was wrong! Please let me out!" Even so, Linda would not relent. She laughed and demanded I continue. Just then, her phone rang. Her voice turned pitiful. "Mr. Rivers, Mrs. Rivers still refuses to admit her mistake. She's calling me a whore and Henry a b*stard.” "All right, I'll keep Mrs. Rivers locked up until she apologizes." After hanging up, Linda was triumphant.

Shouted all of them. "Let me explain." They nodded, and I soon continued, "Turns out when Vicky ran away, she was pregnant, and she didn't tell me, and when I tried finding her, it looks like she changed her name and ran away so I couldn't find her. Trust me, when I got that call, I was as shocked as you, and when the officer told me she matched my DNA, I was so happy. I always wanted a daughter, and you guys always wanted a little sister, so that's it."