Nakita Johnson Novels & Stories

Intentionally, I let my shoes hit the floors in a loud manner while I make my way to the king sized bed as to gain his attention. But much to my demise, the frame on the bed remains unmoving. "Greetings, your majesty, the Lycan King. I, the Luna of Lumina would like to have a word with you." Even at my introduction, I got nothing as a result. His breathing remains calm and undisturbed. "You could easily be killed this way, your highness." I whispered while making my way closer to the left of the bedside. I couldn't get a clear view of his face since he's facing the balcony windows and once I did, I stopped dead on my tracks.

My gaze widened and my heartbeat quickened. Vic….. as in Victoria Jenkins??? I shook my head disapprovingly, refusing to believe what I was hearing. My wide gaze was glued on the screen and the same goes for my parents. The anchorwoman continued. “Ms. Victoria Jenkins, who was once known for her struggle with weight, has now emerged as a powerful and confident leader in the business world after her divorce with Logan Winston. Her rags-to-rich has inspired millions, and her name has been on everyone’s lips since this morning.”

- [Celeste Johnson] Celeste Johnson still wore her wedding ring and used her late husband’s last name. Losing her husband had been a devastating blow—not just because she had lost her partner, but also because she’d lost their unborn child. At 35 years old, she was a widow living alone with her elderly cat, which had originally belonged to her husband. She resided in a small apartment, just the right size for a woman and her pet. Neither she nor her late husband came from wealthy families or had a storied background. Her life wouldn’t suddenly change with the discovery of a rich grandparent or long-lost uncle. She was simply Celeste Johnson.

The last thing we expected was for her to grab his dick, but she did, and his face reflected the pure torture he felt. She turned her hand, and he shot off her. Just looking at it made me hurt. The guys in the crowd gasped. She jumped on him and kept hitting him. He was almost in tears, and he tapped out. My jaw fell to the floor. Did he seriously just tap out? I hadn't seen him tap out once in all the time I have been here. This guy was almost as big a deal as Liam. The last guy only took her a second to take down. I mean, come on! A fly could take him down. The guy in charge announced her as Cobra. That actually does fit her fighting style. She has strong, sharp, and fast movements.

She snorted. “See?” Ivan turned to me. “She has her own little fan club.” Jane approached me and held out her hand. “Jane Kelly.” I stood and shook her hand. “Gina McCartney.” “You’re not here to direct my shoot, are you?” “No.” I laughed. “I’m just watching. I won’t say a word.” She nodded and smiled with nude lips. “Perfect.” She turned to Ivan. “Ivan Stone, stop looking at my arse. You’re only entitled to do that through a camera, you lecherous git.”

The lens scanned Jenna's face, and within seconds, a transparent overlay appeared in my field of vision, displaying her real name and other details. I quickly skimmed the information, taking in the key points. Her real name was Violet Paige. She worked as the CEO of a multinational corporation, a position of power and influence. She was 36 years old, married, and had no children. Her net worth was an impressive $50 million. I felt a thrill at the thought of conquering such a powerful and successful woman.

Ariana answered. Don't mind her. Ariana Knight is known as one of the most manipulative and shrewd businesswomen around New York. She is also known as the dark beauty. She keeps her enemies down on her feet by attacking them with her sweet words first then hits the bulls eye by her fabulous acting. She is quite expert in this section. "That's great! Now let's talk about what we can do to make it possible." Olivia said with a clap of her hands.

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.

Danika Williams After a long day at work, I took a shower and was ready to sit down in front of the television, drink wine and fall asleep on the couch as I was still too afraid to sleep in my bedroom alone. But when I step out, I see that annoyingly handsome devil, with his plain white t-shirt hugging his muscular back, all in the right places, cooking something in the kitchen which makes me remember the chat I had with another model, Kylie. She asked me if Jake Carson was single or not, and if he was, would I mind setting him up with her as she had a brief chat with him today, he was very funny and a complete gentleman. Initially, I hated the plan but then I thought it was perfect, maybe I

I saw as I start driving to the pack house. As I pull up and park in front of the pack house, my dick gets hard all over again, as I step out of my car and see Scarlett waiting outside the packhouse, leaning against the railing of the porch. Her long, chocolate brown hair is in loose waves down her back and I can see her bright green eyes from here. Her curves look perfect in a red dress that wraps around her body, showcasing her cleavage as it ties at the waist. Her legs, perfectly toned from all her time training and sparring, look they need to be wrapped around me as she stands in a pair of black stiletto heels. Before she has a chance to move even an inch, I’m out of my car and on the po