Doreen Ramirez Novels & Stories

EROS did not offer any words of greeted as he just nodded at her. “Hi, I’m Elena, EROS’s assistant manager. It’s great to meet you and thank you for helping out EROS on his new project,” I said as I stood up from my seat and offered her my hand for a shake. “Nice to meet you. I’m Doreen, an acting coach…” Doreen introduced herself. She shook my hand with a warm smile before we both took our seats. She sat on the sofa opposite from where EROS and I were sitting and then she took out the script and started flipping through it.

she greeted and smiled carefully at the beautiful lady. She smiled at her. "So, you're Tallulah Lopez, right? Since, you're here it means, you accepted our offers to be my son's personal caregiver," she began. "Alright, hija, sit down." Her calm voice in her ear was so good that it slightly reduced the nervousness she felt. She sat on the opposite side. "By the way, I'm Donna Ramirez and you can call me Madam." She smiled. "So, while we're waiting for my son to arrive, we can now discuss your responsibility and your salary."

"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.

This is just a challenge, I can get through this. I can get through Mister Kiel Alexandro Ramirez.

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.

“Police report have confirmed that the mangled body that is found yesterday at the city last evening is similar to the method of killings of one of the controversial serial murderer, Andrew Mendez, 16 years ago at Delhi province. However, based on our initial investigation, the convicted murderer is already died. This is Kamilla Riz Dela Torre, SNS News reporting.”

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.

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.