Dinah Jane Hansen Novels & Stories

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

So I crept around the village, darting from tree to tree and glancing into every house. At long last, through a kitchen window, there she was. Jessica Michaels. She stood at the sink, washing the dishes as her parents sat in the next room. I picked up a stick and threw it at the window, hoping to catch her attention. Her eyes snapped to the forest as she froze. She glanced through the door to where her parents sat. They hadn’t heard, and I prayed she wouldn’t call them. And the Goddesses listened. She grabbed a towel, dried her hands, and shut the door from the kitchen to the living room. She slid the back door and stepped gingerly onto the porch.

"Hehe, his wife's name is Diane, and she's the eldest daughter of the Shanahans. She's very experienced in life, and she's also known to be a stereotypical cold-hearted businesswoman. Many rich guys deemed her the number one most beautiful woman in Brookbourn, which is probably why many of them hate Severin to the core!"

I replied slowly, my gaze turned to the door before returning to him, His lips curled into an amused smirk. “Maybe not, but I am” “I see” “Okay,” His eyes are watching me. None of us is breaking the silence, his lips slowly spread into a smirk like he got me figured out. Deciding to be bold, I spread my hands forward. His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands.

Denver said. "Why isn't she saying anything?" Denver asked, not expecting an answer. From nowhere, a woman appeared. She looked quite ordinary and harmless. Not ugly but not a beauty either. "Is that what you call a witch? Looks too innocent for that title don't you think?" Delanie said. "Shut up!" I whispered. "It's better you listen to your sister." Helen said. "Why are you here?" Denver asked Helen. "Just a little unplanned visit." Helen answered with a wicked grin on her face.

I said while innocently raising my hands. Simon Dumont, who stood beside Dinah, raised her hands and inspected her fingers. “Your fingers are not broken, Miss Ryan,” he said with an amused smile on his face like he was watching a show. “Don’t think this is over, Jennifer!” Dinah shouted as she broke free from the crowd and ran away with her manager and her three assistants running after her.

There was no reply at first and she did a long horning, a big muscular guy opened the gate, without questioning her because he noticed the Jeep to be for his boss. Dinah drove in and packed the car properly at the big compound as a lady and a guy walked to her. She opened the car, and sleeping Jared rested his head on the chair. Dinah alighted from the car as the two strangers looked surprised at her. "Hi. I'm Juliana." Dinah introduced and Prissy raised her brows, recognizing her at once to be Dinah. She has done research on her, but she couldn't understand why Dinah lied about her name, still she chose to act like she doesn't know Dinah's real name.

Jana finally saw the female protagonist's face. She held back the gasp of amazement trying to wiggle out of her throat. Hyacinth Johnson is a picture of a princess. She's tall and petite. A slender ray of sunshine walking gracefully on earth. The only thing that betrayed her on that moment was the smirk on her precious face. She's in a frenzied state while fiddling the cam recorder on her hand. She didn't even noticed Jana and Austin watching her.

But, she never listens. 'Yes, I love you.' 'Dinah got a job as a maid in Ame's house because she's beautiful. She seduced one of his important men, made him love her. Her brought her into the house as a maid, well, personal sex girl but better than anything. I live in the third building now, or at least, from tomorrow evening, I will. Once I get in, I will get you as much information as I can. Is daddy please with this information?' An insider. There have never been an insider or any successful attempt of a mole in his house since he took over. Everyone knew he let Rico's spy in himself, for the fun of the challenge. This was a golden opportunity to get information no one has ever gotten to

She wasn't even sure how she managed to get dressed and sat down on her chair in their dining room. "Oh, so now you notice me huh? I've been here since ten minutes ago and you completely ignore me!" Jane pouted as she hugs her back. Jane Ritters is Hans's girlfriend who has long black hair up until her waist, clear almond black eyes, and a cute dimple on both her cheeks. She's an art student at Diamond University. "I'm sorry Jane. I wasn't paying attention earlier... but I miss you so much!" Aimee pouted before hugging Jane again.