Georgia Tennant Novels & Stories

he replied, heading out of the warehouse to his car, with Diana following. "Gabriella isn't an easy woman to catch, is she?" she snapped. "It won't be long until we have her," Wallace responded, starting the car as Diana gestured for him to take off. "Let's head back to the station, boys," she ordered, encapsulating the urgency of regrouping. Teca Company: A woman elegantly exited the elevator, clad in a long-sleeved blue shirt tucked into black pants, complemented by a jacket and blue heels. Her brunette hair was impeccably styled in a short cut, radiating both professionalism and sophistication.

I crack an eye open, and the next thing I know, Audrey has thrown herself down on my bed, pinning me in a tight hug and disrupting any more rest I was hoping to get. "Happy birthday, bitch!" She squeals after finally releasing me. Audrey Lucille Prince: curvy hips, voluptuous chest and tumbling red hair, she was always the center of attention. Best friends since we wore the same blue dress to first grade; inseparable growing up. That is, until college. She went down to Tennessee while I went over to Boston. But the distance only made us closer and, somehow, we both ended up back in Ohio in the city of Columbus, only two hours away from our small hometown called Cambridge. Total opposites, he

Irene said to Georgia, "Ms. Dipny, thank you for raising our missus. If you have any requests, just let me know and I'll tell Ms. Zelnik when I get back. She is very generous, so whatever you ask for, she will provide." Georgia had already committed a wrongdoing, but her conscience was bothering her. "I don't want anything. It's fine as long as she treats Xandra well." Irene admired Georgia for her high moral character and integrity. "Alright, I will communicate that to Ms. Zelnik." Irene then left. Inside the house, only Georgia and Caleb, who was still in shock, remained.

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

Joe behind her, head cocked to one side admiring her briefly before he comes to his senses and lets the door close behind her. She and I are both just standing there staring at each other with that dumb look on our faces like a couple of damn kids. Well, I’ve got that look, she on the other hand, is breathtaking. Her hair is in a long braid pulled in front of her right shoulder, and she is biting her bottom lip as if she is nervous. How could someone make something as simple as jeans and a t-shirt look so damn sexy. Her chest is rising and falling as if she ran to get here, and I feel a sense of annoyance at the though of her discomfort.

"Never thought I'd see the day Solene acted considerate without someone telling her to." Georgia shot her a dirty look, obviously embarrassed. "I'm generally considerate." "I beg to differ," I said. "If this is too uncomfortable for you, I'll understand if you don't want to continue with our contract," Georgia told me. "My mother isn't pleasant. The women she suggests to me are comparable to herself and that's where my problem stems from."

Alexander gazes down at Jenny—Georgina—and takes in the sight of her as she sleeps. Dressed in the elegant gown she had chosen for her meeting with the Teros Mafia, she appears to have emerged from a battlefield, a truth not far from reality. Her hair, still in its plait, is frizzy and on the verge of coming undone, with some parts smeared with blood and tears.

Instead, she came to put me in my place. I was sitting on the couch and going through company emails when she pushed open the mansion’s main entrance. Georgia strode in unapologetically. A clean-cut young man with a white shirt on and an innocent gaze followed suit. He was none other than her new flame, Fernando White. Fernando was a rising young idol in the entertainment industry. The moment Georgia entered through the door, she tossed her car keys onto the coffee table. Her face was filled with hostility. “Simon, you think you’re so great, huh? How dare you run and tattle to my mom? Do you think I’ll be intimidated just because you use my mom to pressure me?”

~Grayson I lean back into the chair, looking out at the sunrise seeping through the tree leaves. Sitting outside on the deck in the mornings is a ritual of mine I enjoy. Sleeping isn't something I have needed since I became... Lexia is upstairs, completely wiped out from what I did to her only a few hours ago. I tap my fingers against my leg. I'm glad she is finally opening up to me. And giving her pleasure is something I want to do as much as possible.

A voice came from behind the two. Gael and Leonard turned around in unison and they were both shocked at the sight of Ashton. Ashton was walking over with a woman and the two were holding hands. The woman had fair skin, she was slender with a narrow waist and her legs were long. She looked beautiful as her long hair danced lazily in the wind. Ashton was as dashing as always but his face was a little pale. Gael's mouth was wide open after seeing his grandson. Leonard on the other hand had his eyes fixed on Maya as his eyes flashed with a mysterious light. No one could tell what he was thinking about or what was so interesting about Maya.