Jenn Carter Novels & Stories

Carsen's voice was indifferent, "Carolyn is kind-hearted. Since elementary school, she would often go to nursing homes and disability centers to help those in need. After experiencing some things, she stopped for a few years, but then she started doing it again. She built a stray cat and dog center, giving those stray animals a home. She also sponsored nearly a hundred impoverished students, helping them fulfill their dreams of education. Your heart is only for yourself, and your self-perceived excellence is only superficial, while her excellence is internal and profound. Just on this point, you have no way to compare with her. And as for appearance and figure, she has never had any cosmetic

Everything looks good. Her milky skin was exposed clearly because she was wearing sleeveless clothes. And it made the few men who were there not take their eyes off her. Maybe if they follow the news about fashion and the like. They will know clearly who the woman is currently in the cafe chair alone. She is Jennie. Famous designer who founded Jenjay to produce famous designers like herself. She's been here half an hour with a promise she has made with someone. But she did not expect that the person she would meet until now still had not come. And that of course made her feel anxious.

“Holy shit!!” I laughed, Easton chuckled quietly beside me. She placed the pin down on the nearest surface and dusted her hand. “I'm really honoured to have you here Mr. Carter. I have been a huge fan of yours since forever. What would you like? Jennie, you've taken their orders right?” Jennie paled. “No. Oh my God, I'm so sorry, I can be such an airhead.” She grabbed a book and a pencil. “Please, what would you like to order?”

“Who?” “Just someone.” He was looking at the redhead in the green nightgown’s direction. She was sweetly smiling at everyone that greeted her. I suppressed a laugh. He looked just like his ex-girlfriend, but she wasn’t Nancy. Looking at the woman made me think Wes had a type. “Are you sure you know her?” I questioned. “That’s Jennifer Leroy. She’s a YouTuber with eight million subscribers,” Carter said. “She’s Nancy’s cousin,” Wesley stated.

“Can you not ruin my vibe when I’m actually having fun?” William gave him a sidelong look. “Just a friendly reminder.” “Yeah, yeah…” Carter grumbled, admitting defeat as he straightened his shirt. Suddenly, he remembered something and dug into his pocket. “Here, Sis,” he said, pulling out two tickets. “It’s for Jenny Jasper’s photography exhibit. I can’t make it, so you should go. Bring a friend or something.” Jenny Jasper? Layla’s eyes lit up. She took the tickets, and for a brief moment, the excitement in her gaze washed away her lingering fatigue.

Mark asked, looking at his beta with a cold gaze. “Of course not alpha. But we have just received the news and we are yet to verify it. We don’t know if it is true or not.” Jay tried to convince him. “What do you mean?” Mark asked with a chilling aura. Jay was trembling but he still braced himself to say what he wanted to say. “I don’t want my alpha to rush into something that will endanger his life. Although from our source of information, the person that Ashton saved was miss Maya, we still need to verify the authenticity of the information. What if someone is trying to set a trap for you?” Jay asked.

Carter began before nudging Carol into the main section of the facility and gave Natasha a smile. "Yeah, she wanted to come see this place," Carol sighed, folding her arms in front of her. "She still doesn't know, huh." "Everytime I see her, Carter. It's-it's just too much. Honestly, how does Jenna do it?" "The perfect time for that will come," Carter repressed. Carol was about to ask when but resorted to another question. "You called and sounded urgent on the phone. What is it?" "Right," Carter moved towards a table attached to a broad white glass wall.

I say with a shoulder shrug. “You know Fox is going give you another set of stitches when he sees that, right?” JT asks. I give him a toothy sharky grin. “Oh, I know. It’s worth it because I have Carley who will kiss it all better,” I sing-song, gloating. JT just shrugs his large shoulders. “Your funeral,” he deadpans. Jensen laughs like a hyena. “If you think Cactus won’t do the same as Fox, then you don't know her as well as you think,” Jensen gasps trying to catch his breath.

Jennelle got under the sheets and pretended to be sleepy and once her brother was outta her room, she pushed the sheets off her and hurriedly got dressed. She'd just received a text from her informant that Damian had gone to his company.. She needed to talk to him Else she might actually go crazy… Jennelle went into her closet and wore Comfy Clothes before sneaking outta her room with her shoes in her hands.. She tiptoed through the hallway and down the stairs until she was outta the mansion.. She got into a pink Porsche cayenne coupe and drove outta the compound as quickly as possible.. She doesn't wanna miss the chance of talking things out with Damian.

Carter's brows furrowed, and he quickly denied it. “No way! Look at Vera—does she look anything like some rich heiress? She reeks of poverty.” He scoffed, his voice dripping with disdain. “I’ve heard some rich old women have pretty twisted hobbies. Maybe Xena just has a thing for younger company—” Before his disgusting words could land, I flicked my eyes toward the guards. Without hesitation, they moved. Carter’s voice barely had time to break into a protest before one guard seized him by the collar and lifted him off his feet like a ragdoll.