Jenna Summers Novels & Stories

Luis said to her and led her to his room. Luis turned on his laptop and quickly went into his email. He opened the mail. Sheila Williams, 25 years, caucasian, North Africa, Western Sahara. Luis went through all the other details of the lady. His eyes widened "This can't be," Luis said and Lily looked at him questioningly. "She's been dead for 10 years now. We need to speak with Nora?" he said. "Why?" Lily asked "She is related to Nora," Luis said and Lily gasped.

It was safe to say that Dinah had been cancelled, and she deserved it; Jenna did not feel one bit of empathy for her. Jenna, deciding not to pay mind to it, got ready and went to the Dumont mansion before she headed to the set. It was her last session of acupuncture with the old man. Adrien's grandmother did not need it again. Jenna was quite proud of her medical skills because Adrien's grandmother was healed sooner than she expected. She wore a simple black bodycon Swiss Laurent dress and black canvas, put on black sunglasses, and was out in no time. She wanted to be done with everything else because she knew filming for her would be back-to-back because Jessie was trying to finish with her

"If you don't mind, I'd like to see through them myself?" I refused to answer him while he went on reading one invite address to another. I don't have time to attend any boring tea parties and witness women gossiping like immature girls. Unlike any other Luna, I take my position way seriously to match my Alpha's grounds. Although nobody usually demands me, it is of the will in me that somehow urges to be the lady I should be. The Luna of all Lunas and the lady of all ladies. With my current mindset that has somehow grown through the years, nothing matters more than the reputation I was placed. For I know for myself that I've bled to maintain and earn the respect I should have in this positio

He shrugs. "I'm Jenna Rink from Thirteen Going On Thirty," I say, giving up the silly game. "Played by Jennifer Garner." "Is it about a crazy crayon incident?" He asks, referring to my colorful dress. "You'd better watch it," I say, giving him a warning look. "Okay, okay," He laughs, raising his hands. "Anyway, you seem happier today. Is the cheekbone still out in the wind?" "Yeah," I sigh, amused by the nicknames he keeps coming up with for Dane. "But it's okay, it was only for two weeks. It's not like I lost the love of my life or anything. It just really disappointed me, especially considering the circumstances."

" She thought and felt angry suddenly. One Hour After... The living was quiet but the backyard of the apartment was lively... Zoey watched how her friends were dancing to Taki Taki by Dj Snake. Jenna, being a bad bitch wasn't giving up. Talking about their personality. JENNA'S a rich bad girl from a rich family. She's always after something that benefits her. She's caring but she loves trouble and she smokes. Yes she smokes and has tattoos on her laps and arms. She's had to make friends due to savage attitude and rudeness. Obsessed with Barbie and disneyland.

she says before going silent. “So, no matter how potent your swimmers are Adam, it does not mean we will get another healer in the Pack, right Jenna?” Jack summarizes with a chuckle. Throwing a stapler his way for his rude comments, I look to Jenna who has a faint blush on her cheeks. She smiles at me, “Yes Jack, that is about right,” she murmurs to him before reaching over and hitting the back of his head.

Jenna laughed before disappearing into the crowd. “Wait,” I said, grabbing her arm. “You’re leaving me?” “Trust me when I say this is a good thing,” Jenna said, casting another glance towards the new girls. “I have bad blood with them.” Jenna quickly disappeared into the crowd. My attention went back to the new girls. Arianna and Amber Mora, daughters of the Alpha of Crestwood, the neighboring pack. They were a vision of elegance with their light tan skin, piercing green eyes, and statuesque frames draped in the latest designer fashion.

I swore to God that I would never forgive this shithead! “Aww. Look who’s jealous! And you wonder why nobody ever falls for you,” Julia taunted smugly. “You don’t know what you’re talking about, bitch! Rina has charmed plenty of guys. It’s not her fault Liam’s braindead enough to fall for a pick-me bitch like you,” Summer retorted. “Really now? Oh, I’m so happy for her! Can she bring around one of these ‘guys’ the next time we meet? I’d love to see what kind of man would fall for someone like Serena.”

“My goodness, you scared the life out of me!” Aunt Caroline was a short and plump woman in her mid-forties. Her hair was always dyed blonde because she took after her idol Madonna. She kept her face hidden with all the cosmetics she covered it. The only time she was seen without her make-up was when she applied facial mask. “Aunt Caroline? What’s got you all fired up?” Yet inside Ellaine’s head she was still thinking about the empty town and the huge tree. “You were having a bad dream!”

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.