Doreen Ramirez Novels & Stories

"So our next stop is Oklahoma?" Maeve stated. "Yup." Bryan popped the p. "Flores Ramirez." Maureen commented. "His portfolio please?" Name: Flores Ramirez Age: 41 Status: Dad to a twelve year old kid Location: Oklahoma Sexuality: Gay Cell No: 405-000-0001 "He's gay." Tequila stated the obvious, slight confusion on her face. "That's why I'm up babe." Bryan shook his hips.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

And the fact that Amir was giving her an attitude and she didn't know why. While she was in her thoughts, Selina came in after knocking. "Selina, I gave you a day off to look after Mimbi, since you said she wasn't feeling too well" Amira queried "Aye My lady, but I needed to bring some people to you" Selina said "And who are these people" Amira asked The door opened and in walked Dala and Cara. Amira sprang to her feet and embraced each of them and they hugged her back except Dala who showed a little reluctance at first, but Amira held on . She was so excited to see them.

She deleted all of Derek’s contact information right before my eyes. “Just pretend I apologized, okay? I deleted everything. I never wanted to be with him. I was only playing around. We’re husband and wife. Look, I deleted everything…” For the first time, I saw fear in Jaime’s eyes. I did not know what she feared, but her attempts to make amends came too late. Even after I rejected her again and again, she refused to give up. She stayed in the village, sponsored poor students, and brought large amounts of medical equipment.

Then a few more. “Aria Arce. Hugo Diaz. Simon Bautista.” “48….. Freya Amparo. Carissa Roa. Katerina Montero. Shane Villegas. Jesse Abad.” “47…..Kathleen Bernal. Jazmin Cuenca. Phoebe Dantes. Valerie Olmo. Angel Evangelista. Raphael Gomez. Aura Benitez.” “46... Ashlyn Villaruz. Frances Astillo..” The teacher continued to call out the score and the names of those who scored it. Dawn’s friends all passed the quiz.

Please stop flattering me, you are equally beautiful too but regardless thanks for your concern. "Your welcome, ma'am!" I am Miss Doreen Jacobs, the new assistant assigned to you, my office is outside next to yours, in case you need me all you have to do is to ring the bell." "Nice meeting you doreen, i hope we get along."

I can’t skip it. By the time I make it to the training ground, everyone’s already gathered. The chatter dies down as Luna Serena steps forward, her presence commanding. She scans the crowd, her usual calm and authoritative expression firmly in place. “Alright, today’s going to be… fun,” she begins, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The word ‘fun’ sounds like a threat. “I’ve brought in someone special for you all—a combat master.” Excited whispers ripple through the group until she steps aside, revealing a small, unassuming woman with a name tag that reads "Coach Morgan." She’s shorter than anyone here—barely over five feet—with wiry arms and a steely glint in her eye.

“Everyone! We couldn’t hear you if you keep overlapping each other's questions. And Mister Cruz here will not entertain your questions. The crowd became silent, and they heard only the noise from the clicking sound of the keyboards from their laptops and the clicking sound of the cameras. “First, to answer the question about Miss Mariane… she asked for her privacy about her identity. So please respect her. We hold a press conference for her name to be famous… but to clear things up. But to give you a bit of her information, Mariane Ramos is ten years younger than me. She’s an accountant graduate, and she is now working in my company as an accounting clerk. Mariane doesn’t want to be promoted

I'm sure I look mortified as I stand up, "Hi, my names Bec and I'm from Livingston" I look around the room as I speak. It's hard not to notice all the kids giving each other pointed looks. "Well hello Bec it's so nice to meet you darlin, you can take your seat again," her thick Texas accent is almost too overwhelming for me. Luckily, she launches straight into the class without any further questions. I pretend to follow along while subconsciously doing little drawings around my book, trying my hardest not to think about the boy with raven hair.

The three days dotted before the battle was over. Tatiana was grateful to the man that crafted her into her best shape and made her harden her heart. Erebor sets her into a firm state, that an ounce of pity shouldn't be spare to those who don't deserve the grace. With a tilt of her glass filled with wine, she stares from nowhere and pondered with her thoughts. Tomorrow will be her first battle for the throne as Alpha Mraz's luna. Even if she's the rightful mate of the dominant Alpha but in his eyes, she was just a vermin that hinders his plan to have a strong mate to stand and rule by his side.