Jenna Summers Novels & Stories

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.

Jane mumbled, her eyes not leaving Jayce. “Maybe in some cooking show,” Yeah he is quite well known for what he does, even if lives quite a normal life. Jane shook her head, “No….wait I have seen it on your phone,” “Phone,” Both Jayce and I mumbled at the same time. “Yeah, if I’m not wrong you're his picture on your home screen,” “Jane, you don’t have to say that out loud,” I groaned, turning my head to look at Jayce, who had a devilish smirk on his face.

His lose jeans and thin jacket raise my eyebrows, not ideal for this towns weather, "Your not from here?" His blue eyes seem to sparkle, "No I just moved from LA. Didn't realise it would be this cold." "Right, well welcome," I say, turning away. Keen to get back to the pack. Back to Will. "I didn't catch your name," he says after me, grabbing my elbow. I turn to look at him, raises my eyebrows at his hand. He lets me go immediately, offering me a soft smile . "I'm Bec." He sticks the same hand out, "Nice to meet you. I'm Hayden."

photograph with flowers symbol of death Maya did not reply to her brother; In few moments her parents came and they took her home. Maya felt her vision blurred with tears when she laid on the bed that night; the big packet of various tablets with a glass of milk was kept on the nightstand; she was supposed to take that and sleep the night off; Everything she ever worked for seemed to go in vain. Maya was one of the lucky students who completed graduation at the age of 19; She wanted to be a model and next week was her audition for a modeling reality show.

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.

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!”

So she shrugged lightly, “Fine then. How about we become friends Mr Santiago??” ********* “That’s the story,” Summer’s voice hoarse from all the crying, grabbed a handkerchief from her purse and blew her nose into it, “I don’t know why he wouldn’t just talk to me after it.” Gianna stared at the woman. The face of the woman, she was beautiful, despite the cosmetic proceedings done. Summer Henshaw was beautiful, with the face every global pop star would kill just to be near too—and she had just narrated a story of how Justin had been in an affair with her.

"Ryan?" I choked out his name, my balance entirely gone as I swayed on my feet. Jenna stepped in front of me with a mocking laugh, pulling out her phone and searching up a clip to show the entire room. "Wow, I was wondering why this performance looked so convincing," she sneered. "Turns out our drama queen starred in an indie medical short film last year, playing a patient with a severe allergic reaction. Talk about a masterclass in acting, sweetie."

come sit at my side and watch. She did, and together they watched as the fiery ball disappeared from view. People they started packing up everywhere on the beach, but he knew the sun would remain there and enchanting twilight colors would emerge. He knew the explanation scientific, but if Jenna wanted to know, she would ask. "What kind of work does Kat do?" “She's the director of public relations at a luxury hotel in Montreal. - Serious? - AND. ’ With a wry tone in her voice, she said, ‘She makes sure the rich have