Jenna Ortega Face Novels & Stories

Cristian, however, remains perfectly still, those silver eyes locked on me, his expression unreadable except for the slow curve at the corner of his mouth. Jenna jumps in without missing a beat. “I am Jenna, and if you don’t take care of my sis, I will hunt you down and sucker punch your face and your El Toro so hard you will NEVER have children. I am talking hospital visits, stitches, the whole fireworks.” We all gasp in unison. “Jenna!”

“And you still walked in there wired and ready to burn for your sister. That’s strength.” Alex stepped close, pressing against her back, arms circling her waist. “We’re proud of you, pet.” Jenna closed her eyes, letting their warmth anchor her. The steel plug shifted as she relaxed, reminder, promise and claim. Then her phone buzzed on the coffee table. It was an Unknown number and she froze. Dean picked it up first and opened the message. It is a single photo. Elena, Jenna’s hacker best friend, was gagged, blindfolded and wrists zip-tied to a chair in what looked like a hotel room. Same duct tape pattern as Lily’s.

Jana finally saw the female protagonist's face. She held back the gasp of amazement trying to wiggle out of her throat. Hyacinth Johnson is a picture of a princess. She's tall and petite. A slender ray of sunshine walking gracefully on earth. The only thing that betrayed her on that moment was the smirk on her precious face. She's in a frenzied state while fiddling the cam recorder on her hand. She didn't even noticed Jana and Austin watching her.

a husky voice from the back said. Bryan stiffened. This was unexpected and he hated surprises. Could this be a trap? Yaeger straightened. “Present yourself.” The crowd parted, revealing a young meek-looking girl. The crowd buzzed with anticipation as she ascended the stage with small measured steps. Roy gasped. “Jenna?” Yaeger's eyes burned with fury. “Who are you?” “Jennifer from the Garcia pack, granddaughter to the pack leader.” Roy felt a shockwave of disbelief. Jenna was a princess?

Both of their careers were completely pulverized. Terrified and desperate, Ryan tried to blow up my phone all night, but every call went straight to a dead tone. With his back completely against the wall, Jenna—who was still recovering at home from her dislocated shoulders and facial wounds—went live on TikTok later that evening. Facing the camera, her eyes were swollen and red, her face wrapped in medical gauze. But instead of a real apology, her narrative shifted into a twisted attack to gain public sympathy.

She'd just scrolled a little when she saw something and her mouth fell open. “What's the matter?” I asked, my heart pounding in my chest. Jenna didn't say a word, simply turning the screen to face me. “What!” My eyes nearly popped out and I stared at the screen in shock. How was this possible? The screen displayed a photo of me, smiling brightly. What caught my eye was the caption beneath the photo. Elena Kingston, daughter of Albert Kingston. I couldn’t breathe. My fingers trembled as I touched the screen, staring at the stranger who was supposed to be me.

Upon seeing a wet puppy, Jenna grinned with contentment. She appeared to taunt Elena as she pursed her lips, turned on her heels, and casually walked away. After Jenna had departed, Elena only dared to shout in frustration. Jenna froze in her tracks and arched an eyebrow in his direction. "What's wrong, Mr. Hidalgo?" Jenna grinned and continued, "Oh, by the way, Ms. Hidalgo is inside, but you came too late. She's not presentable enough to come out and meet people right now." before waiting for Rex's response.

Ortega could only stare when she walked towards him, swinging her hips. "You look more stunning than i thought, I must say." Without taking off his eyes from Ravenna, Ortega took her hands and pulled out a seat for her. "Thank you." Ravenna looked around, and only then did she discover that they were the only ones in the enormous hall. "Where is everybody, or are your plans to kidnapp me?" Don Ortega replied only with a one-sided smile. "If I could, I would in a heartbeat. Have you seen how drop dead gorgeous you really are tonight? Thank God my instinct wasn't wrong to come after you."

Jenna walked to them and put on her best smile, however, before she could say a word, Cynthia looked over and spoke first. ¨So this is the Jenna¨, she said loud enough for everyone around to hear and Jenna froze in her steps. The crowd around looked between the two, one was a natural sweet but intimidating beauty while the other was a pretentious self righteous haughty woman.

She understood the pain he felt and explained slowly, “She came as me and I as her. Look for yourself.” Anna showed him a video. Jenna was dressed in a pink and white floral dress. She looked like Anna in the video. Naturally, there wasn't a facial resemblance between them but the dress and professional make artist did the magic. “Where is she?” Casper’s eyes began to roam the auditorium curiously. He couldn't believe that he was going to spend another night without Jenna. The mere thought was enough to drive him crazy.