Novel & Cerita Jenna Marshall Pll

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.

"Jenna Johnston, you sold the shop without a word? Let me tell you. Marissa should have a share of that money. And you, you shameless slut, actually stole your own goddaughter's boyfriend. Have you no shame at all?" Listening to it, I almost laughed from exasperation. Marissa was just a goddaughter with no blood relation to Ms. Johnston, and they really thought they were entitled to her property. Marissa shot me a glare. "Charlie, I can't believe you dumped me for this slut. Jenna, hurry up and hand over the money. Otherwise, I'll post everything about you and him online." Ms. Johnston was red with anger. She was about to argue back, but I stopped her and called the police directly.

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

I can't even look at Jenna since she and Marshall have had their heads bent together since the beginning of dinner and are barely paying any attention to anyone else in the room. It surprised me at first to see them together since Jenna is a petite submissive, and Marshall is a tall, leanly-muscled shifter with intense green eyes and shaggy blond hair, who I'd have thought would end up with someone higher up the pack hierarchy since he's the third in command.

Once in the car, Salma swept the glass crumbs off Jenna's body, tended to her wounds, and then whispered, "Mrs.Hahn, Mr.Adams gave instructions that anything you ask, we'll do it for you!" The words were subtle and clear, as long as Jenna gave the word, Salma would step in and clean up the people who had bullied her tonight. Jenna was a little surprised, she was just a tiny security guard at Titan, why was Berrick being so nice to her? Did he have a crush on her? "Mrs.Hahn, you don't have to worry about the power of THE Mars family, they are not a threat in front of Mr. Adams," Salma added.

Maria helds up her phone and shows me an i***a photo of a dude. "Small," I cut her off with just one word. "Ah, seriously," she pouts and puts down the phone, "I never seem to get enough of your dick radder honestly. But does size really matter?" "I never thought about that. I guess depends on you, how many inches you can take." "Then why did the first thing that came to your mind that he's 'small'? If size didn't matter?" "I don't know. It just did." "Hm, that's enough conversation about this topic," Jenna says from behind, holding her lunch tray hastily. She grabs a sit beside us and sighs, "I don't know how many more days we have to eat this shit, I just wanna quit school to be honest."

“I went to your parents’ estate, and I met Martha. I knew you were adopted, and I lied and said I was your long-lost sister and wanted to meet you. She believed the story and the tears and gave me your address and phone number.” Jynelle shot Arianna a satisfied smirk. She knew she liked Arianna for a reason. “Yes...Martha has always been gullible and would fall for any sob story Dallas and I told her. You gotta love her. She was the best nanny ever. So, Martha gave you my information, and then what?” “I parked my car at the airport parking lot and took a flight here.” Jynelle had to bite back a smile. She recalled leaving her car in the long-term parking lot when she attempted to “disappear.

“You’re bossy.” “I’m efficient,” Maren corrected, smoothing the sleeves of Jenna’s blouse once she’d chosen it. “Hold still, your hair’s a disaster.” Maren led her to the dressing area, where she had laid out clothes for her, a soft cream dress, a thin cardigan, and a simple necklace. “I figured you’d want something comfortable,” Maren said, helping her slip the dress on. Jenna adjusted the necklace. “Thanks. What’s next?” “Packing.” Maren’s tone was brisk now. “We’re going back to school tomorrow, remember?”

Marissa laughed, “Go ahead, get dressed, and come down for breakfast. Yale and Clay are leaving after breakfast.” Jenna opened her mouth, “Leaving where?” Marissa laughed, “I’ll let them explain to you, but don’t worry, they’ll be back.” Jenna smiled, and Marissa left the room. Jenna got up out of bed and walked to the bathroom; when she was done, she washed her hands in the blue bowl and looked at the dress. It was just a simple red dress, but it was lovely. She put it on and walked to the mirror. She sat down and brushed her hair out and then braided it again. She smiled at herself in the mirror. Coming here was crazy but also amazing. She felt new. A whole new life was possible here.