Mrs Pineapple Goddess Real Name Novels & Stories

"Who are you anyway?" She looked at me as if I had offended her, a freshly manicured hand positioned over her heart. "Yurissa Woods." A snort escaped my lips before I could stop it. "And I'm Madonna." Yurissa was a big time model and actress. Sure this lady may have a lot of features that look similar to Yurissa Woods, but this woman was bigger than Yurissa, weight-wise. And besides Yurissa quit acting and modeling all together. Had to do with something about not liking the business.

When he let go of it he seemed to snap out of a trance. “My name is Marina, and it is a pleasure to meet the great Alpa King Gabriel Nunez and his mate Queen Luna Rebecca Nunez.” She said as she curtsy to us. When she picked up her head, I saw her smile flashing her fangs. ‘Where is your King?” Gabriel said as he looked away from the young woman.

"Dear Alpha Adrian, I hope this email arrives at a good time, my name is Annalise and I am the Red wolf, graced into existence by the Red Moon Goddess. As you are more than likely aware, the warlock Balthazar is promising to share me as though I am some sort of prize. This can not be allowed to happen. I offer you my powers to help protect both yourself and your pack if you would be willing to aid us in the upcoming battle against Balthazar and those that follow him.

The energy in the room dropped like I'd cursed someone’s entire bloodline. I sat up straighter. "What? Another forbidden topic?" Jason let out a slow breath, adjusting his glasses. "We don’t talk about her here." "And why not?" I asked, my curiosity fully snapping now. "Come on, someone tell me." Mason, who was adjusting the printer, finally sighed. "Because she’s our boss’s daughter." I nearly choked on my spit. "Creed has a daughter?!" Mason rolled his eyes. "No, idiot. Zara is Manager Olive’s daughter."

“Finrod, for once, call me by my first name.” “Whatever.” He dismissed her, “Who is responsible for that?” “Responsible for what?” He pointed at the baby, “I didn’t know humans can get pregnant and give birth for two and a half days!” Ellaine was totally flabbergasted. Margarette laughed so hard she hit Finrod with her spell book. “Blockhead. The baby’s not hers. She’s Yntreia, the princess of the pixie clan.” “The Queen gave me pixie dusts in exchange for taking care of her daughter.”

“So, you’re a mistress?” Pigsy blurted without knowing where it heard the term from. Zendaya was initially indignant, so she had said that to vent her frustration. As a result, Pigsy’s words were tantamount to cursing. Anyhow, she was the Goddess of Nature in her previous life, priceless beyond words. Not to mention Zendaya, Channing was the first person to disagree with it. He lifted his leg and kicked Pigsy hard in the stomach.

"Mrs. Lavigne, you say? Call me Ms. Heather Del Puerto, because I am not married, do you understand? I am not married. And most especially, I am not married to a man named Lord Lavigne. NOT IN MY WILDEST DREAM!" Because even though I am wrong . . . I AM RIGHT.

Mr Madison then disconnected the call has he heard a knock on the door "Come in" Benson walked in "Take a seat" he said to him and he texted his Personal driver to go to the airport, After he was done, he turned to look at Benson "What did you find out?" He asked "The person that linked the video is your wife sir", "My wife?" Mr Madison asked with frown "Yes, your wife Mrs Maria Madison" "How?" He asked unable to believe it "Well, as we have gathered now, she changed her name to Maria Dante, she will be addressing Everyone at 10am about her true identity"

The lady wore a sweet and genuine smile and waved her hands to the people in the crowd. This lady is none other than the famous, mysterious, and most loved top one model of the country, Janeah Stanila also known as “Ms. Jah” who went silent for almost two months. No one knows where she went and what happened to her and the only thing that people know is that she already changed her manager which is her not that famous lawyer friend.

I said, reaching for my phone. “What are you saying?” Allen snapped. “This isn't Joan…why would I be sleeping with your wife?” “Then ask her to take off her mask,” I shouted. “She can have the voice but not the face.” Allen turned to the lady. “I am sorry but she can't, this isn't Joan and that is what matters…what are you doing?” I moved closer to the girl but Allen stepped in the way. “She is my mistress…nothing more.” “I can't believe you actually have a mistress…I am putting an end to this charade…I am calling that Old man to explain that his granddaughter didn't do anything.”