Gemma Boop Novels & Stories

With a dramatic flourish, she pulled out a flowy, aggressively glittery tank top—one hundred percent Freddy—a sleek black mini skirt, and a pair of black suede slouch boots. Gemma snorted, finally dropping her arms from her chest. “Oh, I see how it is. I’m going out looking like a country bumpkin, and you’re going out all glitz and glam.” Freddy paused, raising an eyebrow. “I’m sure I have something in my closet that’ll fit you—mini skirt and sparkly tank included—if you really want to change?”

*TW: mention of assault and ensuing damage* Gemma Gemma Anne Foster groaned in protest at the sound of the alarm going off on the bedside table. For a full second she contemplated ignoring it and going back to sleep like the abductee she was supposed to be. It was unfair to kidnap her and then make her work!

He had described her as a very beautiful being, she could see now that he wasn’t wrong. “I’m Gemma.” The girl spoke again softly as if cautious towards Addison. “And I’m 19.” She says ending her sentence with a small smile. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Gemma.” “Barf!.” It came from the middle aged looking girl next to Lili. Javan sighed next to her frowning. “Mia! Be nice.” “Hello Mia.” Addison tried to be nice herself as she waved at the other girl. Mia rolled her eyes in response.

I texted Katha, "Hey, let's go out for coffee" And I jumped on my bed when I saw her reply "sure, 8am call time" with wink emoji. My heart races. Wearing my cool hoodie and punk necklace with combat boots made me cooler, including my wolf cut. Everyone asks, "Are you a tomboy?" I rolled my eyes, "None of your business" in my mind.

Gemma let out a soft chuckle. "What is it? If you would like me to cancel it instead…" Cora started, but stopped speaking when Gemma raised a palm for her to stop speaking. "I just find it funny. When I created Gem Bliss, my dream was for the share value to rise as soon as possible. Who would have thought that when it finally did, it would boil down to biting me?" Cora didn't know how to respond to that, because it was unfortunately true. Who would have thought that her own hard work would make her so helpless later? "How are you going to raise the money?"

Tanner asked, pointing towards Gemma, and I confirmed. Tanner had never seen Gemma while gathering evidence for Poppy, playing the role of an agent on the other side. Even the family Poppy was staying with had never revealed to him in their conversations what the child's name was or what she looked like. Her identity, or entire existence, had been hidden from everyone in their family pack. "Her name's Justice Gemma and she is the sweetest little she-devil with dimples on earth." I laughed but knew very well that those words were accurate. This girl might look like an angel but is quite the devil.

"Huh? Who?” "Faster and come here. Bye!” she said before hanging up. I just shook my head. She's always like that. When she sees a handsome man, she screams and becomes more excited. Well, Jannica is one year older than me and pretty. She's also single so she can flirt with whoever she wants.

But Honey is definitely not amused by the look on his face. Though it's hilarious to see such no-fun man is holding a fun bottle of cold water that has big googly eyes stuck in front of it, with the other items in the fridge are currently staring at him; I glued those eyes everywhere, even on the fruits and all sorts of food containers. "They're a lil bit scary," Zoe comments in between her adorable laughs, "but cuteee. You're funny, Geema! Right, Geepa? Geema is funny, right?"

Chapter Thirty Six I stared at the beautiful girl in the mirror for the umpteenth time, her dark hair up in a curly burn with tendrils on both sides of her face. Her emerald eyes stood out with the highlight of mascara. They had grey specks in them that sparkled like stars of the night, her lips enchanting with the pink lipstick while her skin was glowing. She was wearing a beautiful white dress that stopped above her knees, its straps sleeveless with a V shape at the front and the back, with a white belt after the V and then a wild skirt.