Gemma Wright Novels & Stories

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

" Amelia!! Amelia!!!" I heard Julia screaming from downstairs, it has been her everyday routine but thanks to her, I didn't bother getting an alarm. I am Amelia an eighteen years old female without a mate and I am an Omega. you might be wondering why there is an emphasis in the "Omega" well Omega's are the lowest of the werewolf rank but I heard from a former slave that when I was born, my status was uncertain so instead of labeling me a she wolf with an unknown wolf Identity my father concluded I was an Omega since I was too weakling when I was born but I didn't let the rumor bother me for all I knew I was weak just like other Omegas and up untill now I was still unable to shift just like s

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

Gemma replied with a dry laugh. Freddy looked at her, eyebrows shooting up in surprise at how easily Gemma had dismissed Chase. “Well, look at you. Is Gemma Havley from small-town Oklahoma finally deciding it’s time to come out of that turtle shell?” It sounded more like a question than a statement. Gemma shot her a wry grin and shook her head. “Actually, I think I’ve changed my mind. After meeting some of the guys at that party tonight, I’ve decided I am straight country.”

Before Georgia could say anything, she saw Gemma walking step by step toward Xandra, her eyes filled with tears. "Xandra..." Gemma's voice sounded a bit hoarse as she asked, "Are you my daughter?" Her eyes reddened, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say. After looking around at the cramped room and the cheap clothes her daughter was wearing, she felt an overwhelming sense of heartache. Without a moment's hesitation, Gemma took off her emerald bracelet that she had worn for over ten years and offered it to Xandra. Xandra didn't recognize the bracelet, but she thought it looked beautiful and could tell that it was very valuable.

My dad is stewing in his own rage, and he’s trying to keep his emotionless mask tightly in place but it’s slipping. “Wilson, what the hell happened? I was informed that Gemma rejected William and claimed Westley as her mate. Fuck!! She’s only been here for four days, and her birthday games start Saturday night. She’s completely shattered because of these two how is she going to participate in the games?”

Anna said "I know you are trying to console me and I appreciate it, but sometimes love is never enough. He showed me love, care and everything that I needed as his wife but I broke his trust and I can't forgive myself for it. But since he is taking a new wife o won't stand in the way of that" Amira said wiping away the drop of tears on her face Back in Vartell

he kisses her hands. She smiled at him, still holding the same brave face. You could see she was tired of fighting; the pain was too much. Brax looks over to me, nodding his head to tell me I'm clear to start. I nod back, swallowing down the lump that's growing in my throat. Taking a deep breath, I ready to myself. I really should have started off by learning smaller spells instead of throwing myself in the deep end with this one. With the necklace that holds Ava's spirit in my hands, I close my eyes and start chanting the spell, focusing all my energy on bringing Ava back to life. The room fills with a warm glow as I feel the magic working through me. Daisy's body starts to glow as well, he

AVA “This is perfect!” Gemma screams through the phone speaker. “Seriously, don’t even think twice. That dress? You have to wear it.” I barely hear her, my eyes are glued to the full length view of myself on the screen, watching the dress on my body. In the small window at the corner, Gemma’s face beams at me, grinning from ear to ear but I can’t focus on her. All I see is the dress, moving with me as I shift the phone to get a better angle.

As I stared down at the glimmering diamond ring, I could only think about how ironic this entire thing was. "You have a horrible memory, Dean. This ring is filthy." I walked over and grabbed the ring. Dean grinned with glee, foolishly assuming that I'd changed my mind. "Eve, you..." However, his face soon went stiff, frozen in place. I raised my hand and threw the priceless diamond ring down to the patch of grass at the bottom of the building. Tears welled up in his eyes as he gazed down in dejection, clinging to the railing.