Jessica Alba Race Novels & Stories

“You have all the right qualities for it.” I raised an eyebrow, curiosity getting the better of me despite my growing unease. “What do you mean by that?” Jessica turned to me with a knowing grin, as if she were about to share some great secret. “Well, for starters, you have low, wide hips. Perfect for childbirth!” I froze mid-step, the words hanging in the air like some bizarre echo. “And your facial features!” she continued, oblivious to my horrified expression. “So delicate and symmetrical. Pair that with Blaze’s good looks, and my grandson will be absolutely perfect.”

On my wedding anniversary, my three-year-old son gave me an alpaca as a gift. I turned right around and shipped it off to the circus, where I found it a strapping alpaca husband. All because I'd been reborn. In my last life, that alpaca was sweet and gentle with everyone—except me. Every single day, it spat on me. Determined not to disappoint my son, I tried everything to win it over, but nothing worked. My mind unraveled. I stopped sleeping. I started hearing things that weren't there, and every night I dreamed of that alpaca chasing me down to spit in my face. My husband called me vicious. My son called me petty. And the two of them only grew closer to that alpaca by the day. Worn dow

The air smelled of fresh roses, vanilla, and a lingering trace of my perfume. This was it. The moment I had imagined, feared, and longed for all at once. My hands trembled slightly as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The makeup artist had done a flawless job—my eyes shone with a subtle smoky hue, my lips a soft, natural pink, my hair back to its long, natural blonde self. What can I say? I'm healing. I'll always miss my badass red hair, but it was nice to see me in the mirror again. Still, I barely recognized myself. Would I still feel like Scarlett De Luca after today? Or would I only be known as the Alpha’s Luna?

She continued while using her hands to cup her breasts angrily. Tammy could only continue to look at the blonde woman sadly. She remembered how Jessica used to be a confident woman. In this era, people considered tan skin more attractive and sexy than pale skin, but Jessica had absolutely no plans to get tanner. On the contrary, she was confident in her ivory skin and didn't want to change her hair color to match her light skin tone.

She thumbed through books, opened desk drawers, and looked behind wall hangings, but found nothing. When Jessica returned with a tray laden with a Mikasa tea set and a small pyramid of petit fours, Elsa studied her closer. Her skin tone was pale, almost sallow looking. Dark circles rested in the hollows of her eyes and her cheeks looked sunken. She found it hard to believe that I’d date someone in such poor health. When Jessica looked up to ask how she took her tea, Elsa sucked in air as she noticed that the pupils of Jess’s eyes were dilated.

My name is Abby, I am a mixed race girl, my hair is a bit strange, it is neither straight nor curly dark brown, brown eyes and I am 1.56cm, I am simple, I do not usually wear makeup and I do not wear expensive brand clothes , I like to be original and simple.

Almost too nice for his liking. No way was she working for someone like Magnus. The man never hired inexperienced mentees. He plainly had no time for it. "Small city," Jenson quipped. "I guess you've never met Zach before?" "Yeah. Met him in person just this morning." Jessi was styling his hair now with some sticky product. "Kinda looks like my old boss. Weird." "Also a makeup artist?" "My old boss? No." Her voice thinned out. She frowned slightly and scrunched up her cute nose. Her feminine features and slim build hinted she had Asian genes, but maybe not entirely of Asian descent.

"Of course the first option! Wouldn't it be impossible if I didn't fall in love at first sight when I met Alca? You must know how strong your sister's attractiveness is!" Javier nodded his head. What Marcus says is true, Marcus is not Arjeno's first friend who falls in love with Jesya, even his friend and Juno's friend have a crush on Jesya, maybe counted using fingers alone is not enough so often Jesya attracts the hearts of many of his friends. With Jesya's attractive face, her petite face and every curve of her face sculpted perfectly, not to mention her snow-white skin and Jesya's meek demeanor. Complete beauty definition package obtained by Alcadara Jesya Cakrawala.

I tried not to stare, but the air was thick with alcohol . “Jessica…” I started, lowering my voice, “are you okay?” “Of course!” she chirped, waving her hands. “You think I’d let life living inside these four walls knock me down? Please. I’m tougher than that.” I stared at her overall appearance.Jessica was now a shadow of herself.Jessica was the most beautiful interracial female I've seen all my life and that wasn't because she was my friend. I felt guilty.Jessica had always been there for me.

Zayden took her hand and said, “So we should send Eliana and Max to America. Now Jessica is a wanted criminal, and she is unable to leave the country. You don’t need to be worried because both will be safe!” Though smiling Alice still looked worried. When she stood up, her chair had scratched the floor. She gained some confidence and said, “I’m not afraid of Jessica because she is not worth being scared of. But I will make her pay for what she did to Rita and grandpa. I have to take part in a competition later, and I don’t have that much energy to worry about her.” She took her handbag from the couch and prepared to leave. “I will drive you there.” Zayedan said, as he changed into a clean su