Glenda Ray Novels & Stories

Nobody backs down as we both glare at each other. But suddenly I get distracted by someone calling him from behind. "Sir, your morning coffee." Rita says cheerfully, with a ten-megawatt smile on her face. I look at her black stilettos, tight pencil skirt, fitting blouse with the first two buttons undone for ventilation. Then I look up to her face, again her lipstick is out of her lips. "Oh, Hi Ethan. How was your first day?" She asks me sweetly while cutely batting her fake eyelashes at me.

I tried to flash my eyes away, to hide the discomfort I faced. Anger steamed in my blood, hard and pungent. I gripped the shot glass on the table, my fingers wrapping against the hard glass as I gulped it all down. I tried to turn away, to not acknowledge Glenda's presence but the attraction was daring, like that of a moth to a flame. “Oh! Look who it is?” I said, sarcasm dripping in the base of my voice. “Little Miss messiah.” “Yes, Madame Browne it is but this time, I'm no little messiah, I am Glenda Bacci, the one woman you tried to ruin years ago.” Glenda remarked like she didn't give a damn about my presence.

Nothing new there either. Starla Glanzer still played the part of a rodeo queen, despite the passing of three and a half decades. Her hair was dyed a shiny blonde and teased into an unnatural cloud around her pudgy face. Her eyes were bloodshot from the booze she sucked down like milk, not from bawling over her husband’s current health crisis, Trevor thought cynically. No loving embrace from his mother. Starla loved one thing: money. Her five children ranked below expensive things and her husband ranked even lower.

"All right?" I calmed down. Well, I pretended to do it. "I reminded myself that they sent you greetings." I had completely missed giving them to you. ”I smiled half. -Who? "He wanted to know interested." I don't know if I'm going to like the fact that I went to Rich's house. "I went to Rich's house again," I said. He got serious - and I met Glenda, his mother, she told me to send you greetings. His frown frowned, but then he seemed angry. "What kind of joke is this, Venus?" "He tells me." -What? But ... "I don't like you making this kind of joke, okay?" If you want to know something, just ask me and now. You don't need to do this. "But what are you talking about?" I only tell you what Mrs.

I could tell he wasn’t happy to hear that. “No, it was fine. Someone that didn’t care for humans and a lady she didn’t like, as Celia put it, that I smelled like you,” I answered with a giggle. He just raised his eyebrow. “Her name was Glenda. She just ignored me entirely.” Tyler let out a groan. “I was hoping you never met her. She is a pain in my side. She thinks I’m going to make her my mate one day. That’s never going to happen. I can’t stand the woman.”

Mrs Angela said, smiling gleefully. Tracy Molly turned, her radiant smile beaming as she showcased an effortless grace. Her poised demeanour was matched only by her stunning appearance. Her dress flowed elegantly around her, accentuating her feminine assets. Wade's eyes widened slightly in surprise as Tracy approached the table, her gaze meeting his. His mother, Mrs Angela, looked triumphant, clearly pleased with Tracy's grand entrance. "Isn't she beautiful, Wade?" Mrs Angela asked, her voice tinged with an air of assurance.

I said, "I could keep you company sometimes." "You'll be late for school." he said and walked away. You won't be playing hard to get for too long. ** I saw Adam on my way to 5th period, he was standing at someone else's locker, the owner peeked out on the other side of the locker and I couldn't lie, she was pretty, way prettier than me, silky brown hair and hazel eyes, with full lips painted a nice rosy pink. She had on a black plaid skirt, a black hoodie and was wearing converse sneakers.

Rayyan's fiancée," Sienna answered. Gita fell silent for a moment. "Why? Sienna teased. Sienna teased. "Do you know why Glenca got fired?" "It was all because of Mrs. Hellen; accidentally, Mrs. Hellen saw the actions of Mr. Rayyan and Glenca; yes, they are the same as you." Sienna deliberately heated up Gita so that Gita felt afraid. "Does Miss Hellen know about me and Pak Rayyan?" asked Gita, and from the look on her face, it could be seen that Gita was scared, making Sienna's smile appear.

She was not looking at me, she was looking at Eleanor who had her hands cuffed in front of her. "Rayne, please stand in front of Eleanor. Adrian and the others, please be seated," Elizabeth told us. Rayne went to stand in front of Eleanor while the rest of us went to sit down. The moment Rayne was in front of Eleanor, Eleanor did not miss the chance and she quickly tackled Rayne to the ground. I immediately rushed to Rayne and pulled her away. I helped her to stand up and rubbed her head since she hit it, but not too hard, thankfully.

“Hey Cali, nice to see you in person. Need any help?” Whitney’s honey brown eyes fluttered open, resting on a fairly small woman with shoulder lengthed golden dreadlocks and a wide grin. The other girl was smartly dressed in a pair of form fitting blue jeans and a leafy green off-the-shoulder long sleeved shirt- the exact same shade as her gorgeous, expressive eyes. Black combat boots took a step forward, crunching leaves underneath them as she extended her hand confidently. “Where are my manners? I’m Kendra. We Skyped a few times.” Her warm, thick Maine accent made Whitney’s heart soar. This place was so different from California it was unreal. In the best way possible.