Ilana Tan Novels & Stories

“I mean…yeah boyfriend, sorry. She’s the one we saved last time! They joining us so let’s intense ourselves.” I covered my throat as Snow urged me to go first. A beautiful girl with flawless skin and a poreless face came to me. Her skin might be the palest here. But not pale, just healthy pale. And her height…she looks so tall! She must be the tallest woman here! Damn. She looks like a doll! I was stunned to even get near her. “Hey….I believe we haven't talked hay much. I am Ellaina. HalfKoreann half Filipino, and I model. Welcome to our friend group.” I couldn’t look at her properly as she was too pretty.

She couldn't afford to be hasty because if she got into trouble, rumors would spread quickly and her reputation would suffer. That's why she decided to set something up with Helena. To show her who she was dealing with. A few hours before the event, Tiara had already arrived. On purpose. She asked Yori and Mirna to wait for her in the lobby. She wanted to meet with a talented young woman who owned a famous skincare brand in this country in person. Raline Kyler. She's in her mid-thirties, gorgeous, and well-connected in social circles. She often puts on charity events to support people in need.

She reached for her hand mirror and called for Margarette. “How are you? Did you get the dusts?” “Margarette, we need to talk. I want the truth. I want the whole story of Lenriad. Also, I have to tell you another thing.” Ellaine opened the leaf and stared at the beautiful face of a sleeping angel with golden hair.

Suddenly, Chantelle's eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at Delcan. A smile spread across her face, and she reached up to touch his cheek. "Hi," she said softly. Delcan felt his heart skip a beat. He had never seen her look at him like that before. "I didn't mean to wake you," he said, his voice low and gentle. Chantelle sat up and took his hand in hers. "You didn't," she said. "I was just resting my eyes." She looked down at the outfit she was wearing and blushed. "What do you think?"

They could persuade Barbara to open a door and create an internal breach. Cyrus crossed his arms, a sign of caution, and looked at Barbara and Keira. "Tell me about Ilyana." They shared everything they knew. Ilyana was 27 years old, a national-level martial arts champion with mastery of 300 traditional forms and more than a dozen foreign combat systems. She specialized in blade work and grappling. She had once served as a bodyguard for a high-ranking official, then was recruited by the board of Greenvich Academy with a 600,000-dollar annual salary to teach martial arts.

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

she purred, placing a deliberate palm on his chest, “perhaps your wife does. A woman’s touch, to fill her place and serve her husband in her… absence?” Kael recoiled as if burned, forcefully pushing her hand away. “You keep crossing the line, Princess.” “Well, if you refuse my help for you, maybe your wife will accept it for herself,” Ilyana said, her tone turning sharp. In a sudden move, she sidestepped him and strode purposefully toward the bed, her gaze locked on the human-sized bump under the blankets she had been watching from the corner of her eye. Her hand shot out to yank the covers back.

The one called Machado complained. "But Panther is my mother, Machado," Ilana replied. "Come on, you're telling me you won't sell your mother? You of all people, Chick?" The woman made a skeptical face. "Ilana, my little girl, I've missed you so much!" I turned to her emotionally. "Hi, mommy! The Up-and-Down, huh?!" Ilana gave that cold smile I knew so well. It was her smile when she was about to do something cruel to Anabel.

Laila, Matilda, Danica, Katerina and Iris. "Gosh, you scared me" Chantel chuckled before walking to sit with them. She gave Danica a glare. "How come you didn't tell me you're in town" "It's a surprise Mrs, don't swallow me" Danica said. She is a close friend with Chantel. Though, she stopped modelling and now own a fashion store. Laila restaurant is now famous, maltida work as her partner.. and Iris is now an international model thanks to Chantel.

"You're irritating! I said I could do it! When I win the race, you'll eat what you said!" "I'll eat you instead," Luca said, causing Tilaine's eyes to widen. She hit him on the shoulder for too much embarrassment, and he just laughed at the woman. "Pervert! You really have a dirty mouth, Luca Lindenhurst!" Tilaine growled at him, her cheeks were flushed. Luca was even more pleased with Tilaine's expression. He really enjoys teasing her because of her cute expression. Tilaine truly resembles a doll. She has a baby face with big brown eyes, and her long blonde hair looks great on her. Tilaine's smile is stunning, and she's adorable. Nobody can deny it. Tilaine's pretty without makeup, and her