Jenna Cavanaugh Novels & Stories

"You're going back this afternoon?" "Yes, Father," Jenna nodded. "We really want to." "Mmm-hmm." Sienna added. "I certainly think you should visit your father as much as possible. And you haven't told anyone about this?" "No, no-one." Jenna said seriously. "And you haven't, Sienna?" "Nnnn-nnn." She denied. "You're a very good girl." Lucas told her. She really was, especially since the beautiful blonde eighteen year old was completely naked, kneeling between his bare legs and sucking his cock. She had gotten very good at it, pumping him into her throat energetically.

Theresa, who had been working at breakneck speed all morning, turned off her cell phone and, triumphant, added another mark to the spreadsheet he had printed. “We got a photographer, thanks to Nav's contacts. She is a student and not yet officially set up his business, but the pictures on his website are great. So, not counting the clothes of the groom and bride, that's all I can do. I'm taking the afternoon off. Jenna smiled. "Nothing like having your loved one back to get you motivated, Tree." She was in on that. nicknames, and that was from the time when, as a baby, she couldn't pronounce her sister's name

Tommy responded while the remaining cavewarriors, cautious of a potential follow-up attack, released the confined humans. With a sense of awe, Tommy carefully raised Jenna from the snow, only to be captivated by her stunning appearance. Adorned with ravishing raven locks, heart-red lips, and a mature figure beyond her years, Jenna was like a breathtaking sunset. "Jenna, are you awake?"

how did it even happen! "That's nice....." Anna said, Scott who though he was going to get a reaction from her became disappointed. Anna was silent throughout the entire trip, she was busy planning her strategy. The file said that Jackson had a fetish for innocent looking girls but some times he liked the rugged type. Anna kept wondering which one was best to play as, all she had to do was gain his trust and lure him to a place where the police will be waiting for them. It sounded easy to her when Shola was mentioned but now she was beginning to have second thoughts....

Jenna Jenna Maxwell, a 25-year-old woman with a kind heart and a fierce personality. She is a complete package of what men want in a woman. Looks, kindness, potential and mostly a loving nature which she had was every man's weakness, but she wasn’t any longer available for men. Her life was given to her best friend. Yes, she got married to her best friend who was also her second cousin, Liam. They never talked to each other as kids, nor ever barely saw as they used to live far from each other. In their teens, their families used to meet at festivals or family get-togethers, but they both had never gotten a chance to entangle with one another.

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to steady my breath, trying to stop thinking about Nathan and his hold over Clara. As I grabbed a paper towel to dry my hands, the door behind me opened. I glanced in the mirror and instantly recognized the woman who had walked in. My stomach did a small flip because the woman was Jenna Clairfield, one of the most well-known actresses in the industry, someone I had admired for years. Her presence carried a quiet elegance, though her expression was a bit guarded.

My name is Jenna Mars. I'm 9 years old. My mother died while giving birth to me and my dad never forgave me. For as long as I can remember he would use me as a punching bag, whenever he came home drunk and that was nearly every night. I don't go to school, I just stay in my room .

I asked for the tenth time. She rolled her eyes “no, we have to find the perfect dress and I know someone who can help” she pulled out her phone and talked to someone. “who was that?” I asked. She grinned ‘wait and see”. there was knock on the door and Rose came in ushering in a guy, he was tall, with chocolate skin, black hair and brown eyes. “Camila, this is Jason, my husband , Jason Camila” Kylie introduced. I almost choked on my saliva at the word husband. She was married? She looked so young, I didn’t even figure that she was engaged much more married.

“Only my parents call me Evelina.” “Very well, Eve. Now, do you have any other questions?” “Um. Food, class, food, class, food. Does that about sum it up?” John’s smile only grew. “Very well.” He stood then and crossed around the desk to open the door, poking his head into the hallway. “Kasey,” he said to someone. “She’s finished up in here. Show her to your room, will you?” A moment later, a new face appeared in the doorway. She was a woman about my age, with mocha skin, auburn hair, and eyes so intense I almost squirmed in my seat.