Fnia Chica Novels & Stories

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

It wasn’t hard to recognize them cause they were the two most popular girls in the college…well, one of them surely was. Chloe, the blonde girl the actual popular one; stood there fixing her dress, her expressions neutral. She didn’t seem mad at all and didn’t seem to care about anything around her. Unlike Lilia, her best friend. She had red hair and a little duskier skin tone than Chloe. She was really mad and screaming at the person who had caused the whole thing, our protagonist, Siana.

I answered truthfully. "One of these days, I really want to meet Atilla; I want to meet the woman who made my best friend fall for her," she said, smiling. I couldn't help myself but shake my head when I heard what she said. "Miranda, are you serious? You're still holding out hope that I'll fall for a woman, especially someone like Atilla, who used to be a prostitute?" I asked, surprised, but she just looked at me, and I didn't like what I saw, so I kept talking.

Nazia hesitated but finally agreed. "Hello, my name is Nazia and this is my friend Ria," said Nazia politely. The two girls turned and looked at them. Both of the girls were short and both wore brown Kurti on leggings. One of them had braces. "Hi, I am Geetika." said the girl with braces. "I am Monica." said the other girl. "Do you both want to give auditions?" asked Nazia. "No we wish we could escape," replied Geetika.

" Nope/ Nahh! " They simply answered. " Good! " By the way. I'm Neil Alexia Maria De Vera. I'm eighteen years old, a beautiful maiden with an unorganized broken family and sometimes yes! They call me a gangster. The two people I'm with? That's Yna Arice Mandilla. She likes music, chocolates and she loves to sing. I didn't pertain to singing. Just saying!

Just two inches taller than Fiona's 5' 6", she was wearing her long straight black hair pulled back in a pony tail. He shook her hand as she flashed a brilliant smile at him. There was a definite twinkle in her dark eyes. Fiona moved to the next lady to continue the introductions. Charlize was the shortest of the group at maybe 5' 2", but she also looked to be the strongest as well. She had full sleeve tattoos on her muscular arms and her short sleeve top showed them off quite well. She wore her jet black hair cropped close on the sides and just slightly long from her bangs, over the tip of her head to her shoulders. The tips of the longer hair was dyed violet. Fiona said she was a friend fr

Who could that be? I peeped through the little opening at the edge of the gate. A slender young lady, slightly above average in height, with brown skin and light-colored hair, stood before me. “Nina or whatever you call yourself, I want you to get rid of whatever is growing in your womb this minute because there is no way I’m letting you blackmail me,” Fiona snapped, her anger seething. “You lie, Fiona. You lie. I’m not getting rid of this child.”

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

Her voice instantly changed to the sweetest melody. Couldn't stand Trishia's fakeness, Ivan grabbed Adam’s hand and they went away. Eric went back to his seat. He looked at Arabella who was still eating in silence like she didn’t care about her surroundings. Obviously, she didn’t care about Trishia’s presence. She seemed used to her arrogance and schemes. “Hi, I’m Cheska!” A sexy woman strode towards Bill and gave her hand. “Hello, I’m Fiona!” The other girl model went to Eric.

"Is that my niece that you're talking about, right? If not, she's my sister's daughter, and I would have sent her away from here the day she came here to give you those clothes. That girl is so spoilt to the core and hasn't ever mentioned her name to me again or about you following her. Who knows what Chika does there in the city?. You know my elder sister doesn't care about her children, as she likes to have her space, so whatever her children like, they do, and their mother will never talk, so long as they keep sending her money." Tina gulped and frowned, and Mama-Tina questioned, "Do you know if Chika is a prostitute in the city?!, What if she is, and whether she's not? You're not going a