Novel & Cerita Jessica Alba Ethnicity Parents

She moved in close, so her head was right next to his and their cheeks touching. "Oh look at you, Jules." She said, softly, looking at the mirror in front of them. "What's your ethnicity?" "My dad is Norwegian and my mom's Kenyan." She breathed. "You're absolutely beautiful. I'm so happy I remembered to bring my camera. You are art." He looked forward as well. Sparing his reflection a quick glance - noting his green eyebrows, vermillion tinted cheeks and the iridescent glow on his jawline. Before drawing his gaze back to her.

That was the only way I could put it since there were so much why and how running through my mind. AUTHOR'S POV: "What do you mean dad? Married to who?" "You should listen to Dad first, Jessica." Trent cut in, rising on his feet. Jessica took in a deep breath, and then placed one hand on her waist. "Alpha Christian of the blood moon pack. He finally showed himself to the world, and it's the best time to do whatever we have to to ensure we get him exactly where we want him to be." Alpha Damon placed his hand on Jessica's shoulder,

Jessica, who didn't want a scene, immediately pulled Anya's hand away from Alyssa. "You shameless, corrupt child, you still dare to show your face here. You should be behind bars with your father, or don't you follow your mother?" Alyssa laughed after saying that. It wasn't only Alyssa who laughed, because some of Alyssa's friends also laughed at Jessika. Jessica, who didn't accept it, slapped Alyssa's face. "You have no right to insult my parents; even though my father's actions are wrong, you can't insult them like that."

Among those unwanted things would be me. Jessica is a 1 year younger than me and the beloved daughter of my father and Beth. They view her as the "rightful" daughter since she was born between fated mates. She is beautiful, as much as I wish she looked like a troll, she doesn't. She has short blonde hair that she has in ringlets framing her face. Her almond shaped brown eyes that glared at me as she took another step closer. I study her as she enters my room, step by step. Jessica is taller than me, about 5'6" and much slimmer. Unlike me, who has a full bust and curvy hips, she has neither. She holds herself up high and could easily be a model in a normal human world. Her skin is unnaturally