Jana Aston Right Novels & Stories

Kimberly's mother asks with trembling voice. "She suffered a lot since you've been at the hospital! Kimberly works day and night just to give your needs... and you know what... she even works at the pub house with me... as A PROSTITUTE!..." the backstabber wickedly laughs. Mrs. Aston tears suddenly fell on her cheeks and weakly lean on the chair. "And another thing... your son-in-law, Nathan Conner is one of her costumers... and he gave a very traumatic experience your daughter ever had!" she continues that Mrs. Aston used her full strength to stand and slap Jesebelle's face. "How dare you!?" the old lady cried.

They are all happy and full of smiles. I felt eyes on me and I turned around. It was Silver and his arm was around Anastacia. I smiled, walking to them. Lillian doesn’t like Anastacia, but I don’t hate her, neither do I like her. Anastacia is a blonde short woman, her blonde hair sits on her shoulder in a curvy way. She has brown eyes and a small, button nose. She is wearing a white gown with brown sandal. The gown is a little too much for a pup's birthday, but not like I would make any comments about it.

Taking a deep breath, her eyes brimming with tears as she pleaded, "Aunty, you have always been the pillar of this family, the one who fought tooth and nail to rebuild our legacy. You can't let Jada destroy everything you have worked so hard for!" Silently, Madam Aniston leaned back in her chair, her fingers steepled beneath her chin as she wandered into her head for a moment. "You are right, Melissa," she finally spoke, her voice filled with a fit of anger. "I have spent my life fighting to restore the Lykaios name, to reclaim our rightful place in society. I will not let Jada's actions jeopardize all that we have achieved." With a grin, Melissa's heart soared at Madam Aniston's words, a fl

"Playing games like catching a cheater, that's better left for you and Nixon." Rose coldly disconnected the call. Kelly didn't expect this reaction from Rose. She looked toward the nearby figure of Jonathan and a woman. The woman was none other than Anastasia. Anastasia had just arrived in Aquastead, and she was eager to see him. Therefore, she called him as soon as she got off the plane. "Jonathan, it's been so long. Originally, I was supposed to come to the National Jewelry Design Award with my brother, but Anthony ..."

I heard Flora might tag along and get some distance from the place where her mate gave his life for her. “Are you ready, angel?” I ask Astra. She looks gorgeous in her black dress, black stockings and black high heels. Her hair is braided back and held together with a dark silver hair band. She nods, taking a deep breath. “As ready as I'll ever be.” She answers, taking my hand as we leave our room. On the stairs we run into Jenna and Flora who are on their way down talking quietly. Jenna pauses when she sees us, opens her arms and hugs Astra close. She kisses her daughter’s cheek and nods to me with a somber expression. I nod back, my hand on the small of Astra’s back, so she can feel I am s

She said gently. "Hi." Anastasia hugged her tightly. "I am Anastasia, my mom is Nadia which means I am your cousin." Jovy chuckled lightly. “I had guess from the close resemblance. I am Jovy." She waved dismissively. "I know your name, mom talks about you at every chance she gets. Let me help you with that." Nodding in approval, the both of them arranged the few clothes Jovy brought with her into the large closet. "You need a lot of shopping." Anastasia commented. "Thank goodness I am here for a while. Lucas is away on a business trip for a month. We would definitely get to bond really well then while you maneuver your way around being Luna."

Thinking about it, she had the same long black hair and great complexion as that woman. "However, it's not that bad, right? She didn't pay you any attention, so I don't think she recognized you. Even though your complexion is special, she might have forgotten about that. Anyway, there are still one or two more people living with similar characteristics. No one as cool as you, of course.", Aston deliberated while stuffing himself with food as fast as possible without losing his hard-trained manners. Anyone else would find it difficult to swallow this much at once, but he still managed to look elegant somehow. In between, he even found the time to take a few sips of wine. "Just why was she so

“You seem like you’ve seen a ghost, Mrs. Johnson! Is it a shock to you that I have a daughter?” Easton stood to his full height with Jasmine in his arms. “What? No! No..” Mrs Johnson laughed nervously, “It’s just that her skin-” “Her mother is brown-skinned, so she takes after her. Not that it’s any of your business.” Easton drawled. “Of course! Of course, my apologies. Mr. Black.But if I may? Why is she registered as Jasmine Frost?” The old woman was still shaking and her voice sounded like she was standing in cold weather making her shiver while she spoke.

I knew if she was really our Luna we would’ve known by now. But that smell… I followed Dylan as he stalked across the room and yanked open the door. Anastasia walked out before us and immediately grunted in distain. Rhea was standing there, as beautiful as ever, still in her seductive gold dress. I couldn’t believe it was her.

His brows drew together as he gave her a slow, puzzled look. “Who are you?” Jeana faltered. Her eyes dashed to Aaron like she was begging him to step up and introduce her. But Aaron looked away, the coward. Jeana forced a small smile, her voice catching a little. “I… I work in your company.” Damien tilted his head. “You work in Sterling Dynamics?” “Yes, sir.” “How did you get hired? What’s your position?” She hesitated. Glanced at Aaron again. He remained mute. “I’m… his assistant.”