Harry Styles Gemma Novels & Stories

she said before turning to her daughter-in-law. “Please don’t pressure him,” Margot told Emma. “You’ll like it for sure,” she added and smiled. Emma didn’t have a choice but to agree with Margot. The latter told her that Harry bought a pink diamond necklace for her and he would give it to her at their family dinner. Emma couldn’t believe it at first until Margot sent her a picture of the pink diamond that Harry got. “Are you sure it was for me and not for you, his wife?” Emma whispered to Margot who nodded to her question.

I stayed up until one in the morning, reading more and more since I've already dug up some dirt about him. Benedict Edward Rose Styles. Twenty-five years old. Fuckingly wealthy. He got a headline the day when the world found out he was the first born of Harry Styles from a one night stand. Mr. Harry Styles used to belong to an insanely famous boyband years ago called One Direction, later he turned to be a ridiculously filthy rich businessman. His mother, Miranda Rose Styles, at first kept him in secret for seven years from Harry and the entire world since she wasn't ready to tell everyone about him. Mrs. Styles was also married to her ex-husband Louis Tomlinson which was Harry Styles' best f

“You’re so beautiful, Rynna.” “You are pretty handsome too, Mr. Skip. I like your hair because guys usually don’t keep their hair long.” She reached out to touch his hair. “I like Harry’s, but he cut his hair short though.” “Who is Harry, sweetheart?” I could feel the curiosity in Skip’s voice. “Harry Styles from 1D.” “Huh! Well, Rynna. Mr. Skip’s hair is quite better than Harry’s, yeah?” Skip used his thick Londoner accent, making Rynna giggled more.

“You need to try on this dress. It may not be up to par with what you are used to but it is by a great designer and it is well-made. Look, it even has jewels on it. I heard that you favour this kind of style so…” “Please, let me finish writing this letter.” Gemma, to atone for the guilt she felt for abandoning her best friend’s child, brought out all the wonderful and extravagant things they had in her pack and tried to dress me up. She heard I was a person who loved fashion and who wore the most expensive things so she tried to bribe me. “The party is tomorrow. We have to get you ready before then!” She exclaimed. “Can the letter not wait?” “It cannot.”

she said in shock as if she couldn't believe what she heard. "You heard me." I looked at her. "Don't worry, it's on me. I'm just going to be there. Don't be shy to choose what you want," I winked at her before glancing at the driver who was standing outside the store. He didn't go in because this was a girl’s store. I walked around the dresses and looked around. I saw a blue dress. It was simple yet elegant. I suddenly thought that Morna likes dresses so I took it. I also took a yellow flowy dress and a pink fitted dress. They are perfect for her.

But instead of scolding me, she suggested that Jack and Tanya bring Gemmy over to keep me company. When Gemmy walked through the door after her parents, my stomach did a triple backflip. I had never thought of any female as merely pretty, let alone sexy, but Gemmy was absolutely gorgeous. She had long, flowing curls tinted blonde and two brown eyes that could speak a million words in place of her pink, pouty lips. Much leg and cleavage were exposed through her tiny blue dress. I wondered whether she felt cold—it was April, after all. Gemmy and I had a lot in common. We both loved Mariah Carey, Janet Jackson, and the Counting Crows. We both thought Babyface was great and that Salt-N-Pepa were

It is understandable to cry when you're daughter is missing like you don't know if they are still alive or what. "If ever someone kidnapped Hilary, what is his or her motive?" I asked myself. It could be money, in telenovelas, kidnappers ask for ransom. Hilary is the only offspring of Helene Brooklyn, the owner of one of the famous and biggest shoes company. "Honey! Food is ready!" mom shouted while carrying a pot. I then sat at the dinner table and look at the food in front of me. My eyes sparkle as I see the 'Sinigang na Hipon'.

In a few minutes, I heard the door open again and to my sight was she, gorgeously dressed in a tight plain royal blue dress that began just after her shoulders and ended down before her knees. Her hair flowed down her arms curled with most of the front at her forehead. she was dressed in pink lipstick that collected out her cat eye balls and down, black open heels and a hand bag. I was lost for sometime gazing at how glorious she was looking when Jeremy snapped me out of it. he was standing right next to Beth staring at both of us as he went. "she is in to you Beth." snapped having us both giggling and I recalling that I had some roses to give the gorgeous woman.

Why can’t Viktor hand this silly job to someone else? I cursed people left, right and centre as I trudged through the muddy streak in my eight-hundred-dollar shoes. At least this job paid me enough to be able to ruin expensive shoes while chasing a whore. But I was not the only one with a knack for tuning expensive things. Apparently, Gemma loved her diamond bracelets, branded clothes and a heavy dose of luxe makeup products. And all these things were purchased almost on a daily basis and delivered to a particular address, neither residential nor office. So it did not take much of an effort to track her down.