Justine Nelson Novels & Stories

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

Allow me to introduce myself, I am Jenni March, I am 18 years old, daughter of Rick and Rose, The Alpha and Luna of Crystal Forrest, a community nestled next to a quiet town in Southern Tennessee. I have lived here all my life and it is the most beautiful and charming place. Between the hills, and the creeks and rivers, its pure bliss.

One of them is John Dave, Justine's first-degree cousin who also now works in one of Nrman's companies. Last on the list is none other than Christian Niel Armstrong, Justine's best friend - the female side of me. Unfortunately, I highly doubt that he can answer me from beneath the ground. That leaves me with his cousin, John Dave. "If you are looking for Justine, yes, he is with me right now." John Dave said without waiting for me to say something. "But, he doesn't want to talk to you right now, Yvanna." "What? But why? Does he have any idea what I have been through when he disappeared from my sight earlier?" I blurted in disbelief.

Max POV. It's been 3 days since the night I received that dreadful message from the unknown number. Life has been boring, the voice hadn't contacted me for days, it has been from work to the gym and my apartment. I just couldn't help but wonder if Josephine's father, Jerry Oniels and his wife Sandra Oniels are even as concerned as I am towards the wellbeing of their daughter. Staring at my phone I deleted all the nude videos a strange girl called Amelia had been sending me.

He was a master of pleasure, and I surrendered myself completely to him, eager to explore the depths of ecstasy with him. Sometimes, I feel insecure about the girls from his past, even though I don't say it aloud. He assures me that I'm the only one for him, but it's hard for me to fully believe it because he's broken promises before. Yes, I trust him to some extent, but I don't trust those girls around him. As a woman, I understand how their minds work. Some of them were so obsessed with him that they would do anything to catch Cole Aiden's attention, even if it meant jeopardizing someone else's reputation. It's not new, but I can't seem to get used to it.

“Get her for me, and I am enough tonight.” More and more comment began to drop from the so called perpetrator. From their voice, they are men or boys mostly the same age as Alexis and Gina. Meanwhile Gina felt hurt on top of an injury that was so painful, she looked at Alexis for help, she looked to Alexis for justice for her. Alexis saw that gesture from Gina, though it was brief, but Alexis was a martial artist, thus she had a sharp eyes and ears. Moreover getting justice was what Gina always loved to watch, thus Alexis decided to make her watch till she became too tired to even continued.

Nicole stopped and turned to me. “Please girl. We see how Jensen watches you.” Now it was my turn to laugh. “Come on guys. He is just doing his job.” They both laughed and then grabbed a few things to go try on. He was just doing his job, right? I looked up and saw Jensen standing outside the store staring at me. His eyes were fixed on me as I was watching him. He flashed me a grin as I started to walk around out of his sight. I stopped in front of the lingerie section and started looking. Maybe I will find something nice for him. I mean it wasn’t like there was no attraction there, maybe I just need to push a little. My hand stopped on the perfect outfit. It was a red bra, with a red thong

“When I was in high school, I won an award for the most outstanding performance in a drama.” “Good. Bring your skills. Come on,” I gestured with my head for her to follow me. “Dude, where the hell are you going? The night is still young.” Justin blocked my way, starting off strong, but his tone reduced as he saw Jeanine behind me. “Dude, you’re bad,” he teased. “Hello, I’m Justin, his only friend.” “Hello, I’m Jeanine.” “Hi, beautiful Jeanine,” Justin checked her out.

She shot to her feet, no longer calm enough to sit. Justine was just an art curator when she married into the Miller family. Except Regina, compared to the other wives married in, her background was very ordinary. But she was well educated and her parent had even taken their live savings to send her abroad to become a curator when she got a partial scholarship years back. It was there that Justine met her husband. Justine had always been sensitive about her background. But her mother-in-law started the art gallery as a subsidiary of the Lily foundation, and she, the daughter-in-law with a degree and experience in this field, became the director.

She looked no older than eighteen. Slowly ascending the stairs I stopped and looked down at the tiny woman. “Justine Smith, this is my mate, Athena Blackstone,” Gavin stated in irritation. I lifted my hand out for the female in greeting and creased my brow when she tucked her hands underneath her armpits and snorted at me. I could see the jealousy swirling in her glare and it unnerved me. “I can show her to her room if you want,” Justine said in a sweet sickening manner to Gavin.