Junior X Penelope Novels & Stories

SC2 read the files instead, Axel was listening, never leaving the gazes of Penelope. “He is Polly from the Philippines, migrated to Costa Rica after selling his brother for a sum of money, also, married at the early age of hundreds and changed his name to Penelope” “A Recessive Omega, one hundred fifteen years old already and currently pregnant with twins” “What?” SC2 flinched, and like a rapper finishing what he reads immediately. “That's the most necessary thing you want to know, the rest you can read here.” SC2 put the folder beside him and moved aside, quick.

She knew she didn't change much during the years, she became bigger, yes, but different, nope. "Who Is she?" Her grandma asked the young master as she pointed at her. "I wasn't aware you brought a servant with you." What was happening? Young Master Xander chuckled lightly, however amusedly. "She isn't a servant, the girl beside her is. She is a pet, My pet."

Before I came with a smart replay, as to why I don't apply makeup, I heard the loud and unmistakable voice of Penelope, who when our gaze came upon her, looks like a kid who found a lollipop. “Cassi!” Penelope came running towards us and engulfed me in a huge hug, which I returned because I needed it. "You look so good,” she said, smiling widely and revealing her white straight teeth. She always says good things like that to everyone. Penelope is a nerd, that's what comes to mind whenever I see her. She loves books - Too much. She is short 5’2, with ginger curls, freckles, green eyes, glasses, and she tops it all off with clothes that old house wives would wear. I don't think they would eve

“Lorenzo... Rom—” Before I can finish, a small voice pipes up from behind me. “That’s me.” I turn and find a boy standing by the hallway, holding a sketchpad. His dark brown eyes study me curiously, his hair tousled like he’s just woken up from a nap. He’s probably around six or seven. I smile gently. “Hi, Bryan. I’m Penelope.” He shuffles closer, still clutching his sketchpad. “Are you the girl who makes pretty necklaces?”

Penelope let out a sigh as she looked at the damp, moldy walls. “Thank you, miss. My name’s Jasmine. I’m five years old.” She raised all five of her fingers in her hand. Maia gave her the sweetest smile. Penelope set her daughter on the floor and patted her head. “Go back to your room, Jasmine. I need some private moments with this lady. I’ll call for you when the bagels are here.” “Okay.” Jasmine nodded obediently and went back to her room. Penelope poured Maia a glass of water after that.

His eyes turned towards the girl. “Penelope…cousin, It seems as though you know each other?” he asked, his voice a perfect imitation of a doting husband, though his eyes promised murder. "Yes, we do, perfectly well," I choked out, pulling my arm gently but firmly from Penelope’s grasp. "This is an old school friend. I never knew she was related to you.” “Yes…she is, but we are not close.” he gave his usual cold look, then turned to look at me with a perfect smile.

// Character Sketch Penelope- Lex and Joy’s youngest daughter, and President of the special military force Max- Penelope’s human mate and Commander of the special military force Thorne- Lex and Joy’s youngest son, and Penelope’s twin Nolan- Thorne’s human mate and Wing Commander of the special military force * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

The maid said and helped Penelope dress up. "You haven’t told me your name yet." Penelope said, and the maid just chuckled. "I am Mia Hilse Young Miss, and you can always call me Mia," Mia said. "Well, you look pretty, Mia," Penelope said as she turned her head around and gave a brighter smile. "HA HA HA, even though you lost your memory, Young Miss, you still act as you always do," Mia said and Penelope just smile. "Young Miss," Mia said. "Yes," Penelope said.

he stupidly asked and Penelope rolled her eyes. "She clearly has vitiligo," she answered him, "are we going to kill her?" Penelope asked as she smiled when the baby looked at her and kept reaching out to touch her, "she's so pretty." Xavier shrugged, he'd seen prettier babies, "give her to Oden. He'll know what to do with her." "Hey baby," Penelope greeted with a wide smile as they walked through the door that led into to the full dark red bedroom, that belonged to their youngest, Oden, "guess what your father and I got for you..."

|Penelope’s POV| “Wait, so you mean this X guy, used to be your father’s second in command? What the fuck is his motive for doing that? Selling babies into occult clubs that will drain their blood off them while they are alive? My subconscious is telling me to ask him if that is all he is involved in because it doesn’t look like that is the whole of X.” I contributed absentmindedly, the moment I could feel eight pairs of orbs looking at me, I looked up, remembering what my contribution was.