Janno Gibbs Fallin Novels & Stories

For a bizarre moment, she had the impression that he was talking about her eating habits and was in the middle of beginning a PowerPoint argument of plausible deniability when he continued. “They say you are a fixer,” he stated, cutting straight to the chase, and even as her features remained carefully blank an ugly feeling wormed its way through her. Taunting her mother with the term was one thing, but hearing in in Gianni’s incongruous British accent made it sound like something dirty, sinister, and criminal. She struggled to keep herself from squirming, meeting his gaze as she let his words fall into the silence of the room, confirming and denying nothing, because when it came down to it

He knew Jenny is dead and Farrell has gone crazy with the shock. “ Jansen come over to Farrell’s house right this minute ” Hayden speak out softly clearly clueless on what to do about Farrell. Suddenly the front door burst open and Jansen walk in. “ What is going on? ” Jansen ask from the doorway. He entered Farrell’s room and peer closely at Jenny. “ She is dead! ” He mutters in horror. His face went white at once that hayden thought he would pass out. “ She isn’t dead you moron! ” Farrell yell out angrily. He pulled out his fangs and attacked Jansen, slashing the man on the arm but Hayden block the attack with his own body. Blood splashed out as Farrell’s Fangs tear cruelly at Hayden’s ski

She grinned resolutely. "He"s not 'my man'." I echoed. "Sure..." she said sarcastically. Before I could answer Leo announced "done!" as he clipped the bandage on. I eyed him suspiciously as he reached inside the bag taking out black Gucci slippers. I pouted and moved my feet away. "What!" he groaned looking at me his eyes pleading to wear the shoes. "Those are so last season," I commented, "And, they won't go with my outfit." His eyes traveled from my bandaged feet, up to the slits on my dress, his eyes lingered there as his lips tugging upwards. I snapped my fingers in front of his eyes

Instantly, both Zayn and Bobby were the only ones left, making them stand out. Nevertheless, Zayn did not feel anything and still had a nonchalant expression. However, Bobby was completely miserable as his face became completely pale, and he was unable to stay focused. He was panicking so much that he even began to stutter as he explained, “M-Mr. Gibbins, my friend, he… He was just kidding… It’s not what you think it is…”

He hissed painfully as he came to the realization that they had been sent to his social media platform, the pictures had all downloaded automatically. Filled with annoyance, he went to his chat, ready to rant his anger on Stacy Guns, the girl who once flooded his dreams with her charms but was now his bitter nemesis He cursed in anger as he read the series of messages that had accompanied her pictures George was shocked as he read them “I have finally given your proposal a thought, I realized I love you when you left. I hope you have not waited too long for my reply. Kindly discard the contents of the letter I gave you earlier. I love you so much George Richwood, I can’t wait to have you bac

I decided I would go persuade him a little. I couldn't wait any longer. The book was not distracting me at all. I got up, put on a short white robe and headed to the kitchen. His office door was still open. He looked up at me. I smiled and walked towards the cookies that Henry had left on the counter. I grabbed two and accidentally dropped one. I looked back to make sure he was the only one watching and then bent down showing him my whole ass as I did. I looked back and winked at him. I could see the carnal need in his eyes. It worked. "Hey Fellas, I am getting tired. We have to go early to the city so I think I am going call it a night." They weren't phased by seeing me as they walked out.

Daisy's screams and constant banging on the door echoed through the storage room. The sound of footsteps from behind reached her ears amid her frantic efforts. Her heart rate increased, and a shiver ran down her spine. Without turning around, her thoughts raced to a surreal conclusion: it had to be a ghost. Her imagination ran wild in the darkness as her fear intensified, the footstep fell ominously closed “Genie please don’t hurt me” Daisy trembling voice quivered in the dark room “I just want to go out” “Shut up, you idiot”

Lena and the girls walked into the club as the hip-hop music sound hit louder, the sound of glasses clicking and shouts. Moving her eyes around in search of a table, her eyes caught Jayden and his friends heading to the VIP section, she rolled her eyes taking a deep breath to contain her anger. How arrogant she murmurs. The hip-hop sound reduced to a point and Angela whispered to Lena, nodding to Jayden’s direction. “ He's hot right?” She slid her head to give Lena a wink.

With that, he strides out after Deep nods his head to permit him. The beat of the music changes to a very familiar one. This guy knows how to really use his charms on me. FALLING FOR YOU, by none other than the one and only Gia Wilson, starts playing, arousing the musical nerves in me. He sure knows how to work his magic on me. His way around me must be so easy. He pours us the campaign, a wide smile on his face. "Pure Champaign?" I tease when he hands me my glass. "What do you think? That I would mix some drags in it?" He jokes back.