Gemma Wright Novels & Stories

It barely holds my boobs in, and I'm sure my labia are hanging out, but I have to admit, I look good. Gemma and Violet aren't dressed any less slutty than I am, though. Gemma's dirty blonde hair is pulled up with a few hairs framing her face, her dress is light purple and strapless, and she's got white strappy heels on. Violet lets her wavy chestnut hair free, her midnight blue dress is backless like mine, but it has one off-the-shoulder strap, and she is wearing a pair of black flats. They both look sexy as hell too!

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.

The connected call only carried the sounds of Jaime Walter and Derek Surrey’s pleasure. She did not seem to hear what I said. After an impatient click of her tongue, she hung up. I lowered my arms and stared at my mother’s decomposed body. My strength felt completely drained. Derek then sent me a series of messages. When I opened them, I saw videos of the two of them having sex that night. Their intimate sounds filled the room. Derek smiled in the video and asked Jaime, “You really are not giving him the miracle drug?”

Gemma’s POV “Congratulations! The tests show that you’re pregnant!” I straightened in my chair when the words reached me, and my fingers dug into the armrests as my heart plummeted into the pit of my stomach. “That—That can’t be right,” I said, and the doctor’s smile widened as she shook her head. I noticed that her teeth were as white as her lab coat. “Yes, it is, Gemma,” she answered, holding up a piece of paper and pointing at something. “Your bloodwork came in this morning and it’s all there. You’re four months pregnant, in fact.”

Zita said to them. "Where is her mother? Has she mysteriously fallen ill?" Fiona said mockingly. Tracey sniggered. "I'm right here." A voice said boldly from the staircase. All eyes were at that direction-the staircase. Rebecca was at the landing, close to a step and held the handrail. Her curly hair fell on her shoulder; her dress was an off-the-shoulder dress with three steps designed on it. The jewel on her pendant glinted as the light from bulb reflected on it. Fiona rolled her eyes when she saw her.

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.

“Let’s finish you up. It’s almost time. Even in her early forties, Anna is good at applying makeup. She dabs some finishing touches of makeup before she puts on my jewelry. I touch the intricate carving of the pendant. It is shaped like a spiral that is adorned with thirty diamonds. At the center of the spiral is a bigger diamond than the rest with the purest color of diamond I have ever seen. There were three knocks on the door. Three knocks meant that the person was a royal guard. Anna excuses herself and heads for the door. “Your Highness, the King was just checking to see if you’re all set up for your coronation,” General Silverstone stands on the doorway and bows. “Shortly, General Silv

I was the beneficiary for anything Camila left behind, so there was no way Nick could bribe anyone to get anything from them, I was the only person with the go ahead. "I'll still talk to him, y'know give you guys some more time and space" Portia says whilst removing her glasses and looking up at the sky. "They make me sick" she remarks putting them back on and backing away from us. "Let's give them some privacy" Mira suggests tugging my arm for me to follow her.

Duke walks in and stands near Lucas. "your liking stuff Is not our concern, one says looking comfortable in Lucas's house, our concern is her",Gemma looks uncomfortable as he points at her. "she is the future beta of this pack, my dad adds, she is also half werewolf so not a full vampire",Gemma looks away and I see anger. "doesn't matter her vampire is still a high rank and if she chooses she can come with us",Lucas looks gutted as he looks at Gemma.

Then the right time came when Gemma stood up after they're done toasting drinks to Bryan's birthday and excused herself to go and pee. “She's heading to the toilet, follow her and shoot her dead with the silencer. There shouldn't be any mistakes this time” she texted on her phone to her boys she has hidden somewhere in the party. Then she dropped her phone down and smiled sweetly at Antonio. “Cheers, Antonio” she said, raised her drink and took a sip out of it. ~GEMMA~ I noticed that Margaret has been staring intently at me since the party started. She's been watching every one of my movements and I couldn't understand why.