Jennifer Estep Author Novels & Stories

Estel intervened just as she was about to stand up because she wanted to complete what they were doing together before the opportunity passed them by. She spoke with gentle understanding as she took the hand of the older woman in her own, but her gaze was firm as she looked into the blue eyes, which now showed surprise. "Why did you think it was so important for Michael to write the kind of book Essence of a Woman is, Mrs. Jensen? Weren't you proud of him before?"

" It read, and my hands began to shake. I read the rest of the contents; Jenny had blackmailed Stephanie with the letter for five years. According to the entries, Stephanie denied writing it. She even told Jenny not to hurt her son's reputation with the lies. Jenny found her pleas amusing and wrote about how she enjoyed tormenting Stephanie with the letter. We needed to confront Stephanie, and she needed to come clean so Sylvester would know how to deal with the matter. Just then, Sylvester walked in, and I looked at him with fear in my eyes. "Jenny was a very disturbed woman," I said, and he frowned and came to sit with me on the bed.

After eating, Bea went to her room with her duffel bag hung on her shoulder. After she dropped the bag on the study table, she dropped her body on the bed and sighed. She looked at the glow-in-the-dark stars that were glued on her ceiling and smiled. She liked the comforting feeling of the familiarity that surrounded her. The travel time was long and she even felt sad leaving Caleb behind, but then she realized that nothing could beat the comfort of her own home. It was her safe haven—her sanctuary.

Soon, they were texting about Alec cooking at Jenny's place. Stephanie's text read, "Ahhh, I really want to come over and have a meal with you guys. I've never tasted Mr. Faust's cooking before." Jenny glanced at the kitchen and saw that Alec was still busy. She snapped a photo sneakily and sent it to Stephanie with the message, "You won't get to try his cooking, but I can give you a peek." Stephanie then replied, "You're right. I didn't get any food, but I've just been served a full plate of PDA."

Third person POV "What's with all the favorites and stuff?" Mason suddenly asked, he has been quiet all this while, just listening to his son and wife talk, his face was neutral, and no one could gawk at what he was thinking, Nora immediately smiled "Nothing much, I'm just trying to get closer to my stepson and familiarize with him, knowing his favorites are part of it babe" Nora replied, she felt guilty for having such dirty thoughts and mind, but even though she felt guilty she was still damn aroused.

Stephon. “Sir, that woman is very arrogant, not only insulted me, she also insulted you,” Jenny said coquettishly as she pressed her large breasts against Mr. Stephon's broad chest. "Hurry up and tell me who that woman is. I will teach her a hard lesson for insulting my woman and me." Mr. Stephon said angrily. His eyes flashed cruelly. Jenny secretly smirked. ‘Yunifer Jenkins, I make you feel my pain.’ ***

The wedding hall smelled like pine, roses, and too many lies. Elara Voss stood near the back in a simple navy dress she’d bought just for this, clutching her clutch like it was armor. Five years... She’d sworn she’d never come back to the Thorn pack, yet here she was, summoned by her father’s guilt trip and the threat of family “disgrace.”

Author's POV Jenny Lewis crossed back through the ballroom with the same unhurried efficiency she brought to everything, and was back at her position near the edge of the room before most people had registered that she had moved at all. Steph turned the note over in her hands. From her Highness.” Jenny Lewis finally and then nodded slightly at Steph before she left. Meanwhile, Steph was so curious about what could be there. She looked at the paper for a second before she opened it, the way you looked at something when you already suspected it wasn't going to be something you could guess.

For a moment, Anna felt uncomfortable not knowing anyone in the room, but her trepidation was instantly relieved by the warm welcome she received from the other guests. “So, you’re the rebel who came to Purim dressed as Vashti,” the women sitting next to Anna introduced herself and the others. “I’m Stephanie, and this is Michelle, Rebecca, Jennifer and Cheryl. We were the Queen Esthers.” “Nice to see you all again. This food is delicious,” Anna tried to change the subject. She hoped Elaine hadn’t mentioned her Vashti experiences to her friends when she said they were talking about her. As it turned out, it wasn’t Vashti they were interested in, it was her new author, the handsome Dr. Braverm

The housekeeper became my stepmother, and together with her son, they plotted to kill me. After being reborn, I exposed a video of her affair at her own wedding, destroying her reputation completely. I watched as she and her son were kicked out. They left with nothing, wandering the streets like outcasts. I smiled and tossed a moldy piece of bread into their begging bowl. “This is all you deserve.” …… When I opened my eyes, I found myself back to a week before my dad’s wedding to our housekeeper, Megan Zimmerman.