Jennifer Lopez Novels & Stories

said the woman who is only of average height and looks like a silent type and obvious kpop fan. "I'm Joyce Ann Bombase," said the dark woman with straight and long hair, and the woman who looks like swallowed a megaphone base on the loudness of her voice. "I'm Christal May Frago Ilumin. Nice to meet you Sophie-chan," said the beautiful woman who has Spanish blood and a pale complexion. "I'm Verlyn May Raipan," said the short brunette woman. She looked mature for her age. "I'm Ronilo Curambao," said the cute man who has an average height and has chinky eyes.

An elderly but good looking man greeted as he walked over to us. "Good evening Mr. Hudson and happy birthday," Philip replied with a smile. Undoubtedly the celebrant. "Thank you, son, I'm assuming this beautiful young lady beside you is your wife." I smiled at him, "Happy birthday Sir, I'm Giordana Forbes, Philip's wife." He accepted my outstretched hand. "Babe I'd like you to meet Mr. Denver Hudson my mentor and business partner, Mr. Hudson like she said, this is Giordana Forbes, my beautiful wife."

Biting my lip in concentration. "I think I'm done," I say, his face is outstanding better already. Patching itself together as though nothing happened. He doesn't move, "you're beautiful." I flush. Looking down and picking at my cracked nails. "Stop." Chris merely smiles, "You are Andrea. And I'm going to remind you every chance I get." I fumble to words, to any response. I've never considered myself beautiful. My almost platinum blonde hair was weirdly natural and my blue eyes where so light they sometimes seemed to reflect clouds. But beautiful? No.

He couldn't help but feel touched. "Don't worry, I can't bear to leave you, Ms. York. I'll come back!" Jennifer's cheeks flushed slightly, but she remained cold. "Got it." She walked away gracefully in her crystal high heels. "Lord Hades!" Phoenix had been waiting in the shadows. Once she confirmed Jennifer had left, she hurried in. "A woman has arrived to see you." "What's her name?" Frederick asked casually. "Queenie Turner. She's a popular local celebrity in Centropolis. However, her private life is rumored to be scandalous, and she’s involved with many big shots in Centropolis."

Offering a military salute by crossing their hands over their chest they stood facing her. Jelena Savage was not as old as one would expect from the leader of an entire race. She was only 17, even younger than Axel by a whole two years! Her hair was braided just above both her ears, her eyes watched coldly like a hawk and inside them, one could sense ruthlessness emanating from her whole being. Her voice was a bat match for her personality, she sounded nothing like who she was. This was a strong woman, who ruled with fear and an iron fist.

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"

She looked at Jamira. “This is my daughter Layla, right?” Jamira looked seriously, and said yes. Lucifer got up from his seat, and walked to the woman. “Lilith, she’s been in the human world all this time. She probably doesn't know that she can breathe or not breathe and be fine.” He wrapped his arms around her, putting one hand right above her breast. He kissed her with a passion I had no clue could exist.

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

Over the past year, he was aware that Jennifer had tried her best to stoke the relationship. They had practiced the occasional sex game; from time to time, they had a guest that Jennifer wanted. It didn't matter if it was a man or a woman, although the last time she made him feel in glory with Norca. The daughter of his housekeeper, his poor mother, had no idea that the girl in question was one of the highest-paid streamers in all of Miami. She had over one million seven hundred and twenty-two thousand followers.

Samantha, my best friend, sat beside me on my bed and exclaimed. "Lisa, you look astonishing!" She was fixated on my phone as she spoke. "You should really consider sending Nick these photos of yourself." She turned the phone to face me, an intoxicating selfie of me lying in bed without a top shone brightly from the phone's screen.