Jenny Heart Novels & Stories

“I know. The Queen of Requbar did something to her. Took away her memories. I don’t suppose you can fix her.” Biadet furrowed her brow and narrowed her eyes. She could have been trying to make some kind of telepathic contact, or maybe it was indigestion. “Maybe she doesn’t want to be fixed. Some people might consider it a cure for a terrible illness. You feel nothing for him?” “No. And I’m perfectly fine as I am,” said Jenny. “I don’t need fixing.” “If you don’t feel anything for him, how did you find him?” asked Claire from the bed where she was still entangled with Maurice.

Scarlett laughed dryly then clapped her hand. " Baby calm down..your girl is still safe, but you gotta fu*ck this bitch mercilessly before you can see your seneorita. What did you think? That I'm going to let go of a good dick, do you think I'm that your dummy girl friend? What do you call her name?...jen.jenny..yes Jenny. I'm Scarlett ,Alexis, SCARLETT! i rule the game!" She said then walked past him to get another box of cigarettes.

“And becomes a liability.” “Maybe.” We need to figure out which one it is. Or was there a completely different motive? After we freshen up, we head to the barracks canteen for breakfast. There’s still a lot to do, but I make a point of checking the apartment’s CCTV feed again. Jenny is getting ready. Today is her first court hearing. She’s wearing a simple white and grey dress. No makeup. No jewellery. She is not the woman I fell in love with.

"What do you mean by what you're saying? Where is my wife? Who are you? Don't tell me, you're—" "Yes Jester, yes I am me. Your wife and... your ex-wife, " Jenny said boldly as she undressed her fake facial surgery. The look that Jester had loved for so long was really an impostor. Jenny was actually Jane's fake face, a plastic one that captivated Jester's heart.

" I frowned at her while she shook her head in fear. "No sir, she is not feeling quite well so she won't be able to report today." She dropped the bombshell the same time my heart skipped a bit. "What the hell happened to her?" I hollered with eyes as wide as a saucepan. "She is suffering from a heart disease." She knotted her hands together. "What the hell are you talking about?" I slammed my fist on her table, making her panic. "Her boyfriend broke her heart so she is mentally unstable and she is nursing her heartache." She looked at the floor, fear evidently written on her.

There is no something special about them. “Oh, okay Mr. no-girlfriend-since-birth. Just admit it, you don’t have the courage to speak and court a girl” I suddenly stopped the car that made Nico fall on his seat. “Oh! My bad,” I said sarcastically and smirked. He just looked at me with his annoyed face. Served you right. “Were here,” I got out in my car and got into the house leaving Nico in the car. I saw Aunt Jeana standing on the balcony waiting for us to arrive. She saw me and hurriedly walked towards me.

“I came as soon as I heard about it.” Was it about princess Elizabeth? If so then, the news spread faster than I thought. “How do you learnt about it so quick? It just happened” I demanded, sitting on the bed. The room became hot. I stood up to open the window but she stopped. “The harem is a big square. The women has nothing to do other than to gossip. I was upstairs cleaning the prince Alaric's room. I hope she did not say any thing you upset you” Alissa handed me a hand fan. She went to the windows and opened them .

Not only was she going to participate in that meeting, but as the chief editor of the publication to which he had promised exclusive access to the show's behind-the-scenes, she would probably be present in his life for the next fourteen weeks. The girl was annoyed by the fact that she would have to provide journalistic coverage for a program she considered extremely sexist, the type that portrays women as objects for men's entertainment. In this program, a millionaire plays at being pampered and competed for, under the false image of romance, constructed from the very start by the show's title: "The Key to the Heart."

The more I laughed, the more she got annoyed. Jenny is an 18 year old woman, just like me, she has black hair that goes down to her waist, usually tied in a long braid, her breasts are big, her skin has a darker tone and her eyes are light brown, her lips are full, her height is 1.67m and at this moment she is wearing a uniform with the symbol of stage 6.

She had to be more careful—if Jenny dared seduce Lance, maybe she would even go after Damien. “So do you have any plans?” Hellen asked. Jenny replied humbly, “I have been working as a kitchen maid. Please allow me to serve in the dining room tonight and I will figure out the rest myself.” “Sure.” Hellen checked her up, “But you can’t wear this outfit if you want to catch the Alpha’s eyes. Go and find something nice in my head maid’s wardrobe.” Jenny beamed, feeling flattered, “Thank you! Thank you, my lady! I won’t let you down. I promise!”