Jamila Stevens Novels & Stories

“I’m Steven, I’m an earth mage.” The Northerners’ team members followed Stephanie and Clarissa to their table and introduced themselves to Jessica and Emma. “It’s nice to see you here. Is Agent Suri with you tonight?” said Jessica. “No, I have two full-time works. Eva is from my other work.” Emma and Stephanie pulled the table next to them beside theirs. Coralis sat next to Emma, and Steven sat next to Coralis, to her other side. Sebastian sat between Stephanie and Steven, and Lydia took a seat between Jessica and Clarissa.

“Take a picture, it’ll last longer.” “Way ahead of you, love.” Lucifer says as he pulls out his phone and wiggles it at me. “I have several pictures of your delicious assets to keep me company while we are apart.” I narrow my eyes at him. When the hell did he take pictures of me? I don’t remember him flashing his phone at me at all. I turn my attention to the female. She looked to be in her thirties, about my height, with dark skin, dark eyes, and shoulder length black hair that had stripes of silver in it. Her thin athletic body was covered in black leather, complete with a pair of black combat boots. She had knives at her hips as well as around the circumference of her left thigh. A warrio

I said, reaching for my phone. “What are you saying?” Allen snapped. “This isn't Joan…why would I be sleeping with your wife?” “Then ask her to take off her mask,” I shouted. “She can have the voice but not the face.” Allen turned to the lady. “I am sorry but she can't, this isn't Joan and that is what matters…what are you doing?” I moved closer to the girl but Allen stepped in the way. “She is my mistress…nothing more.” “I can't believe you actually have a mistress…I am putting an end to this charade…I am calling that Old man to explain that his granddaughter didn't do anything.”

"I am Jasmine's top disciple. My name is Mila." Guillermo staggered back in surprise, but being the stubborn man he was, he refused to admit he had failed to recognize the top-grade fabric on Theodore's clothes. He looked suspiciously at Isabella. "You say you're Jasmine's disciple, but how can I believe you? We have other disciples of Jasmine here. I'll call one over to see if you're a fake." Guillermo scanned the room and finally his gaze landed on Nathan and Victoria in the corner. He approached Victoria and invited her, "Miss Victoria, it's well known that you are Jasmine's student. Can you recognize Miss Mila on stage? Is she really your senior?"

A whisper in my gut. Something was off. “You’ve been quiet.” I turned. One of the maids, Mira, stood behind me. A gentle soul. Always polite, always watching. Knew that she was not always pure. She was Lysandra's personal maid and though I wanted to fire her at first, I did not have a reason to do so.

“ Brenda “ Mrs Jones spoke up making her freeze in her steps, she turned to look at the middle aged doctor that seemed to have grown older a few days ago. “ Had you figured out the main reason for this, why Amelia would do this to herself ?” Brenda realised what exactly she meant and shook her head “ we hadn’t reached that step yet in our conversations but I guess I know the cause “ she whispered back remembering the news that had spread so widely that night, even though she had never got a copy she still read it on the internet during her research “ Really, then what’s the reason ?” Mrs Jones replied finally looking up from the depth of her palms, she really wanted to know why a beautiful w

"I like her already. Such a badass, sophisticated woman." Nikolai chuckles drily and guides me down the stairs. I already know why she's acting all nice to me. She wasn't this way when she had entered the room I was in. In Fact, she had totally ignored me as she spoke to Nikolai. Not until I was introduced as Jemma St James, the CEO of BSL did she give me my due recognition. It was really funny; her throwing her arms around me and telling me how beautiful I was. It was all because of my new title. But I entertained her anyways.

The private gate opened. Jamal “J-Rex” Thompson, the world-famous Black NBA superstar and music mogul, stepped onto the terrace. Towering at 6’10” with a powerfully sculpted body, his dark skin gleamed under the setting sun. He was known for dominating both the court and the charts. Victoria’s breath caught. “I don’t want the polite version tonight,” she said, voice husky. “I want the raw one.”

she smiled happy that her trick has worked and took it in her mouth, rubbing her tongue at the tip. " fuck!!" he growled in ecstasy. Stephanie has always been his sex mate. He likes the way she doesn't make big deals out of their relationship. She is always there whenever he needs good sex to redeem himself. Stephanie is the face of the entertainment industry. The most popular female celebrity in the industry and the most capable model in the modeling industry, a multi-talented woman. She is the exclusive model in charge of the W and J cooperation and that is the Willy Jewelry Cooperation which has Damon Willy as the CEO and Elizabeth Willy as the president.

Sapphire's POV I was seated in the living room for hours while Vivienne, the stylist, worked her magic on me. I used to think Jamila talked too much until I met her. The woman was a chatterbox. She never stopped talking all the while she did my hair and makeup. But I didn't complain and why? It was simply because she was such a cheerful and fun person to be around. And the fact that she'd worked with a lot of celebrities and socialites didn't stop her from being so friendly and humble.