Kim Sheena Novels & Stories

Her tank is black that laces up the front. "One smoking hot momma!" Raine and the girls agreed. "Damn! Sweet innocent Kim doesn't exist anymore! She's been replaced with badass sexy biker babe!" Vixen replied. Kim has on black skintight leather jeans, with black high heels. She has a small black crop top on that shows off her stomach. There’s a thin silver chain that goes around her waist and connects to her jeans. She’s also wearing a leather half jacket that shows off her top.

K•E•L•S•I:::: I used all my will power to focus my attention on the teacher as i overheard soft mumurs from every corner. "Ah! There you are, can you please tell me and the class your name? He encouraged. "My name is Kelsi Itohan" I tried to be audible as I could. "I'm a new student here" my voice slightly shaking. He nodded "Welcome, Kelsi the teacher replied with a smile that soothe my feeling.

Kimbra meets us at the door of her apartment, eyeing me up and down, her smile growing as she scans. Looking down, I take a peek at the skirt and top I’m wearing, the ones I packed after talking to Kimbra. The skirt is long and flowing and the top is simple, yet chic. My shoes are a gladiator asymmetrical wedge, the soft straps fitting around my ankles. My hair is down with soft curls at the end and my makeup is minimal—especially compared to the day on the runway. And yet the way she’s looking at me, I feel exposed. Her grin makes me want to blush, as if she’s seeing beyond my well-thought-out outfit and knows every intimate thing Trevor and I have done since our last visit to her apartment

“Thank you for giving me the opportunity, she whispered into my ears as she gave me a warm hug. I was alien to this version of Sheena but I was invested in what her mission was. She walked in majestically, swinging her almost invisible waist left and right. Sheena was a beauty to behold but not as much as May was. It was probably love blinding me but May would beat her hands down in a beauty pageant competition. I let her walk before me into the sitting room while I followed behind her. Her brown wavy hair was tuck behind her ear, properly revealing her pretty face. She had on a black mesh dress, revealing a large part of her legs and cleavage. The dress snatched her waist so well that it ke

Hers pushed and my tiger flew across the room, slamming into the wall. I sucked in a breath as I saw Kiema's specter for the first time as she pushed herself from the floor and stood up straight. A couple inches taller than Saint/Ten's new body, she was beautiful. Wrapped in silver rays of light, her face was a little elongated, her hair looked like a rainbow that started at her scalp and ended in the black I was familiar with. She shook back her hair, pushing it behind her shoulders. Folding her hands at her waist, she smiled at me. Her eyes were a dark blue with a ring of icy blue on the outer edge. She snapped her fingers and my tiger went obediently to her side. He huffed into her long d

again, I never planned this, not on my first day. "Hello bitch, I'm Keisha (kee-sha), the leader of the cheerleading group" She twirls one loose strand of her hair as she tries to push out her chest full of fake silicone boobs while trying to look domineering. I could easily guess that she's the queen bee of the school, she looked so beautiful with her slim figure and straight hair which brought out the nice shape of her face but her face was caked with too much make up unlike my fat, disfigured looks. I instantly felt envious of her because of her confidence but felt grossed out.

Also, a confidence as high as the skyscraper. The door opened and she sensed the presence of someone. " The tons of foundation layers you apply to your face is not what will conceal your inner feelings, Destiny." She smirked. "You think?" "You might look like it but whom are you deceiving?" "This is me, Karen. You know it." "The 'you' I know is broken beyond repair. No amount of make-up is going to cover or hide that." She said, standing behind her. She blinked and gulped then turned to look up at the only mother figure she ever had. The woman who knew her or who thinks she does completely.

She said that she was better … now. Christina’s interest suddenly piqued. Kellen was young—appearing to be only a few years older than her—had dark blonde, wavy hair, and was heavily muscled with a wonderful smile. It was good to see that she was still a normal, hormonal teenager, despite what she was going through.

Suddenly, my covers were ripped away from my body and a glass of ice cold water was thrown on to my face. “What the Hell Keena!” I sat up so fast I felt my head spin, but my glare was directed at my younger sister standing at the foot of my bed, her expression equally bone melting. “Oh no, don’t you dare ‘what the Hell’ me! Do you have any idea what you’re doing? How your mistakes are ruining the image of the entire family?” Keena, Kareena Tyson Miller, glared at me with her grey-ish blue eyes, her dark hair with metallic blue highlights reached just above her shoulders and her brick red floral printed dress came to a few inches above her knees. From outside, no one would be able to tell tha

She said that she was better now. Christina's interest suddenly piqued. Kellen was young-appearing to be only a few years older than her-had dark blonde, wavy hair, and was heavily muscled with a wonderful smile. It was good to see that she was still a normal, hormonal teenager, despite what she was going through.