Novel & Cerita Larissa Jordaan

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.

All eyes were focused on me and I started to feel a bit self-conscious but I ignored the feeling. "Thank you, everyone," I verbalized in appreciation as I climbed the stage, trying to look and sound as if this was just something normal for me. "Okay. I am Giordana Quinton, who happens to be Ella's best friend. In fact, Ella is more than just a best friend to me. She's the sister I never had, one big blessing I'm forever thankful for. Ella, I love you so much and I'm so happy that God gave you a man like Drew.

said Laura. "What do you mean by that?" I asked her confused. "Larissa is on her way to Ibiza with Dilan, they are both taking the internship at Blue Image, for three years and there is nothing you can do," said Laura. "You don't know me to give me the flight details, I must talk to her, she can't leave like this, I have to stop her," I said desperately.

the woman asked in the smartest tone. “I am here for a meeting with Judy Libby.” Larissa countered. “Regarding?” The woman asked. “A helping position for her class,” Larissa said as she looked at the woman who was looking at her again. “Is this a joke?” The woman asked, “Are you skipping your class right now?”

Lewis was curious about how Judy planned to make up her story. "Yes." Judy stared straight at him. She did not avoid his gaze. "Larissa is a spy planted by your side by Moorewell. Her purpose is to steal Blue Star's highly classified information. She came to me less than two days later, using my dark past from my youth to threaten me to work with her." Lewis frowned deeply at that. "But if I recall correctly, you were not friendly with Larissa before …"

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Yaris asked impatiently on the phone. "Do you really think you can come back now?" Zoella sneered. "Let me tell you. Things have turned worse. That seductress, Liya, had stolen the evidence that can prove that Jenna had been framed, and all the current evidence is pointed towards you. You understand what will happen if you come back, right?" Yaris fell silent for a while. "Zoella, you understand my feelings for you. I just want to be with you." After a while, he whimpered desperately.

"Maya Brown, what is wrong with you?" Lily shouted at the frail girl who was lifting heavy metals on the floor. "I'm almost done, you don't need to worry!" Maya said in an indifferent tone. "What are you almost done? Don't you know that today we are hosting a total of five packs in our territory?" Lily asked angrily. "So why don't you leave so that I can finish my work." Maya was not fazed by the woman's shouting. Instead, she found her more and more annoying.

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

ZOE I tried sending Castor a message, then decided against it. Not yet. The profile wasn't ready. I sat in that coffee shop for almost an hour building her from scratch. I called her Lila Marsh. Twenty-four years old. Junior associate at a firm in the city I knew didn't exist. I pulled photos from a model's portfolio I'd used for a different story two years ago. The girl was real. She lived in Madrid. She had no idea anyone in Kansas City was using her face.