Jenna Summers Novels & Stories

When I found Silas Pembroke, he was carefully untangling a strand of another woman’s hair from his tie clip. The two of them were wrapped around each other, far too close to pretend otherwise. He let out a mocking laugh. “Jenna, what exactly are you going to accuse Sienna and me of this time?” Sienna Vale smiled sweetly. “Mrs. Pembroke, you stayed away longer than usual this time.” I steadied myself and said, “I’m not Jenna. I’m her twin sister, Summer Sinclair.” Silas burst out laughing. “What is this, your latest stunt?” Then his expression hardened. “Keep pushing me, and I can’t promise you’ll stay Mrs. Pembroke forever.” I only looked at him and said quietly, “Silas, my sister left three

“She clearly seduced someone rich to get in because there is no way she can be invited here. You and I both know this event isn’t open to just anyone. So, how can she even step here without doing something…desperate and vile?” The whispers started again. Most of them looked at me as if I were the dirtiest she-wolf in the land. But in the middle of this, a new voice emerged. “You dare accuse this she-wolf of a lot of things, but where’s your proof?” I blinked and turned. A woman with a slender frame stepped forward. Jessica rolled her eyes. “And who the heck are you?” “My name is Jenna Reyes. Owner of Space Beauty.” Her name didn’t ring a bell. She might be one of those new business owners wh

I sat in my seat looking their way with a broad smile on my face. My attention was drawn to Jenna as she stepped out of her dressing room in her sheer baby doll set. Her pink areola and nipples stood our proudly from her "B" cup size titties. She walked right over to me as the three ladies watched. Jenna asked, "So what do you think daddy? Do you like this on me?" She continued saying, "I love the baby doll set. I think it looks great on me. My titties and my pussy can be seen even though I have to wear these store supplied panties."

Jenna slammed her hands down on the table and stood up. She drew the attention of everyone in the hall. “If you think for a second that I will play second fiddle to that little Omega, you are sadly mistaken,” she stated. I felt my face go red as everyone knew I was the Omega she was speaking about. “She is nothing but trouble, and needs to leave,” she added as tears formed in her eyes.

I fired back. Mr. McMahon’s face now flashed red with anger. Before he could say anything else –and before I could also accuse him of being a pedophile-- Gary intervened again. “Alex, Jenna is a bit of a legal prodigy. I dare say that she is the best sexual harassment and discrimination defense attorney in this state… not to mention the only one we have at this firm.” “How can she possibly be qualified at 24? I have business suits older than she is.” I rolled my eyes.

I said absent-minded. Aunt Maya came in and shut the door gently behind her. She sat by my bedside. She was all dressed up for the ball. "The king sent a special invitation to your father and his household." Are you not coming dearest?." "I'm not coming, Aunt Maya." "Your sister Ava is going to become a Luna, the head of her late mom's pack." "She abandoned the family; she abandoned dad." "She's ashamed of being an omega like dad and I." I said.

Sieghal turned to go back into his room, but Kenna blocked him. “No! I’m sure we’re the same age. I can tell because—” “You want to see my ID? I have my birth date and year on it, I can assure you we’re not the same age,” Sieghal said, making Kenna look surprised and curious. “So—how old are you?” “Thirty-two. Find someone your age to be friends with okay.” “O—oh, really? I thought we were the same age because your face and body don’t look like you’re that old.” Kenna looked a bit disappointed, but only for a moment. He quickly smiled even wider than before and grabbed Sieghal’s hand again.

She responded but was countered by a smile. "What are you doing on this trip?" Regina asked and Mrs Sebastian showed her a picture instantly. "This lady, her name is Cecilia Martins, she was my son's wife, she is a b*tch, she left my son for her useless career when their daughter was just 3month. And guess what!" She said and Regina was so engrossed in the conversation that she could only nod. "She wants to come back to their life when the child is not six" she added and Regina got angry.

It gives me just enough cover to keep breathing through this lunch without flipping the table and demanding answers. Dawn knows. Jenna knows. But the other two? No clue. And honestly, I don’t know how Jenna is doing it. Her composure is borderline presidential. She is sitting across from me, picking at her food like she is bored, but I know her. I know her well enough to see the twitch in her jaw and the way she has kept her knife just a little too close to her plate. Jenna is a boxer, yes, but she is also a woman with a very particular imagination for revenge. I would bet my last commission cheque that in her head, she is already dragging the traitor by the hair through broken glass, force-

She wailed, "My poor Ryan! He was so young, and this vicious mutt killed him! Why is my life so miserable…" Sarah came downstairs and, seeing the scene, hurried over. "Mom, Jenna is also devastated by Ryan’s death. Don’t take it to heart. Jenna, why don’t you apologize to Mom?" I squeezed out my tears. "Since Mrs. Summers hates me so much, I think I should leave." Sarah froze. This was not at all the reaction she expected. She hurried out the door to message Ryan.