Eunice Ben Ten Novels & Stories

she introduced herself. "Good morning. I’m Christian Mason, Eunice’s uncle," he replied tersely. "The family records indicate that you are Eunice's sole remaining relative. I just needed to confirm this with you," the social worker stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "Yes, that's correct. But where is Eunice?" Christian inquired urgently."I will be bringing Eunice on the day of the funeral, once you have set a date," she assured him.

Eunice accepted his hand with a smile. “I'm Eunice Dela Cerna.” “Oh, Dela Cerna, hmm, what a coincidence. My friend has the same last name as you.” He smiled. “Really?” “Yeah. Alright, I guess it's okay now? You can go ahead and continue to go to the supermarket, miss. It might get dark soon.” Eunice's eyes widened. She checked the time, and indeed, it was getting late. “Oh my, you're right. Hehe, sorry again, Jacob? I'll just text you when your clothes are okay. Bye!” She turned around and hurried away. She didn't wait for his reply. She needed to hurry.

Eunice stood up and walked to her drawer. She just shook her head. She wanted to tell them that she didn't like Nick anymore, but she decided to let them think that for now. Anyway, she was planning to announce her relationship with Brent to everyone on Saturday. It would be their first monthsary. She smiled shyly. "Hey, you're already blushing even though nothing's happened yet," Katrina noticed her smile. She thought it was for Nick. "Okay, here it is. We're going to stick this here at the head of your bed so he'll think of you before going to sleep," Eunice said.

I put my modelling lingerie, sunscreen, water, and vitamins into a bag and left for the event. “Where have you been?” Eunice walked up to me the minute I stepped into the hall and met a lot of models with their number tags boldly placed on their dresses. “I’m sorry I ran into some incident but it’s fine. I took care of it.” I answered with a smirk as the incident with the Handsome jerk flashed. Eunice was dressed in a mini skirt and a crop top that accentuated her curves, she was blonde and had plush lips. “Take this tag. I’d wait for you as you can see it’s a long time before it gets to your turn.”

"Oh, hello, Ms. Brooks. My name is Celine Holmes. I'm Eunie's colleague." She was unaware of the dynamic between Eunice and Serena, let alone who the handsome man beside them was. She simply thought they were Eunice's friends, so she excitedly revealed it to them. "Oh? You're colleagues?" Serena asked without a second thought. Celine answered enthusiastically, "Yeah. Eunie and I work at the same dance studio." The next second, though, Serena revealed a shocked expression. "Eunie, why are you working? Isn't I—"

She was speaking in a calm, instructive tone, every bit the master calligraphy instructor she was known to be. Seated across from her was Mrs. Eunice Heather. I felt my breath hitch. She sat there with perfect posture, her silver-gray hair styled neatly, her expression composed and inscrutable as she guided her brush across the paper with perfect elegance. Mrs. Eunice Heather wasn’t just any woman. She was a former Chairwoman of the New York Economic Advisory Council, a key architect of landmark labor equity reforms, and currently served as a Special Envoy for Women’s Advancement at the United Nations Economic Forum. Her name carried weight in courtrooms, boardrooms, and political chambers a

When she arrived before Kaze, the smile disappeared and her eyes looked frosty. Kaze was trying to put some food onto his plate using the tongs but Eunice snatched it away and put it on his plate. “Sir, I am Eunice Lapel, manager of the fifth floor. Before you continue, may I see your invitation? Or tell me who brought you in,” she asked with a stiff smile.

Halfway through one meeting, a message from Eunice suddenly appeared on the large screen. "I'm not giving up on Jayden, and just so you know—I don't mind being the other woman either." The room erupted into chaos. Felicia said nothing, but her face paled, and a flicker of unease crossed her eyes. Just as we were about to leave, Eunice showed up in the lobby, panting heavily as though she had rushed all the way there. "Jay... Jayden, can you give me one more chance?" By now, everyone knew who she was, and the staff made no secret of their contempt.

He was just about to step into the Langley residence when a graceful silhouette darted out, cutting him off. Eunice stood there with her hair tied in a bun, framing a face with exquisite features and pouty red lips. He noted that she was a natural beauty with a body that was nothing short of stunning. That evening, Eunice was dressed in jeans and a white crop top. That simple combination highlighted her sensual and fiery demeanor, and her eyes sparkled with a sharp, restless intelligence that outshone the stars above. Eunice truly lived up to her name as the Rose of the Legion—a beauty whose elegance was matched only by her fierce spirit.

“ I know you forgot about me But I remember you.” The woman explains. “ Anyways I will introduce myself again. I am Eunice.” She says, taking a seat on the couch. Suddenly something strick in Risa’s mind. ‘ I have met her somewhere.’ Risa thinks. “ Four months ago for the face serum advertisement. “ Eunice says. “ Eunice Kinsella,” Risa murmurs.