Jmfelic Novels & Stories

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

Do follow me on I n s t a @chimdi_jane_samuel cos I'll be dropping the characters pictures and profile soon. ~Jane♥️

I had just ended my phone call with my dad when a text message from my husband, Felix Cole, popped up. Felix: [Jasper won the gold prize in the art competition. I'm holding a celebration party for him tonight. Get everything ready.] Felix was the leader of the Reapers, a powerful local mafia. Every time he held a party, I would be so exhausted that I would feel like a zombie by the end of it.

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.

Felicity * "I’m feeling insecure, Mamma," Nimo said, holding my hand in a very serious tone. I looked at him, dumbfounded. I was helping all the pups out there, and my own pup was stressed. "First, your attention shifted to Soleil, and now this new girl. I don’t feel loved anymore. And the only person who loves me is miles away from me. I feel unwanted and unloved now." He pouted and looked extremely sad.

I said as I got up from the bed. "Okay, as you wish. Pizza tonight ?" Jade asked "Don't forget the bottle of wine! Okay, Im going to take a bath. You can join me, I might need you to scrub my back" I added playfully, heading towards the shower. "With pleasure" Jade said, rushing towards me. My name is Felicia Springs. This year i'm turning 23 and my favorite color is red. Nothing too extraordinary, just like my life. I'm a beautiful, curvy brunette who's a little clumsy and hides her shyness behind her glasses.

"Huh, should it seem as if they were killed by a serial killers? No too dark." Even though it wasn't her first kill, it felt different. The sensation that rushed through her spine when his blood splattered on her left cheek was exhilarating. The unrelated lives she took in her previous line of work never made her feel anything, no remorse, no closure, nothing. But she was now different, sort of reborn, driven by a vengeful thirst for blood. She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work.

“Figures. She’s just like you.” I blinked, startled by the comment. “What’s that supposed to mean?” His lips twitched, not quite a smirk, but something close. “Stubborn.” A soft laugh escaped me before I could stop it. “She’s barely a week old.” Damon shrugged, his gaze settling on Isla, watching as her tiny fingers curled and uncurled. “Still. She seems to be the kind that would give me a fuss in the future. If this is how she is at one week old.”

FMYL: ‘Fifteen years and five months.’ Netizens: ‘Wow! You remember it so precisely?! That's true love!’ Second most popular comment: ‘Why are you following Hector Marsh and Absalom Terran’s Twitter accounts?’ FMYL: ‘Comprehensive monitoring of my rivals' movements.’ Netizens: ‘I'm speechless!’ Dimas put away his phone and looked at Rio, who was sitting aside and happily drinking a cold beer. He walked over, and the twilight's glow was mostly obscured by his towering figure.

"My name is Amelia," "It's a pleasure to meet you, Amelia," While there is a smile on Felicia's face, there is venom in her voice. If I look closely, I can even find it hidden behind her charm and lovely dolled-up face. "My name is Felicia, and these are my best friends: Clover and Zoya,"