Nevaeh Rodriguez Novels & Stories

Alpha Vaughn’s son Chase is right beside Serena, egging her on and grinning like a fool. I push closer as the bartender hands Serena a lime and she just stares at it for a moment, her throat working as she swallows hard. She’s still holding it in her hand hesitantly when the bartender starts to tip the tequila bottle, the first few drops splashing Serena’s belly as I step forward and the crowd hushes. The bartender looks up and freezes, her wide eyes coming to mine. I shake my head and she immediately yanks the bottle of Patron into her chest and starts to back away.

she said curtseying "It's a pleasure to meet you. Forgive my diva like attitude." That's right! Xavier told you he had a sister! That's her? She's really cute and she looks like then but a carbon girl copy of Xavier! "It's fine." I smiled at her "I'm Royalty. Royalty Seraphina Lemeire. It's a pleasure to meet you too." Neveah held out her hand to me and I shook hands with her and I saw her smile for the first time. Xavier walked into the kitchen shirtless and Neveah pointed to him without turning around.

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

They must be for the little human in her arms, his daughter. “Is he your brother?” Nevaeh asked all of a sudden when her eyes shifted to Noah, who looked very perplexed by the situation happening in front of him. His sister was hugging a little girl, which was Rayan’s daughter. The same Rayan, who was her ex-husband and also the reason behind her heartbreak, Was she still in love with him? “How do you know?” Anthea asked as she slowly broke the hug while blinking away the tears. She quickly wiped her eyes to get rid of the rest of the tears before facing Nevaeh.

I tell him my deepest, darkest secret. "I am-" He speaks but I cut him off, my voice weary I say, "You are amazing, Ethan. If you were a girl, I would go crazy for you. Hell, I am crazy for you right now. I FUCKING HATE RITA. Sh-she is trying to steal you from me. I can't see this. I can't. Ethan, listen. I am a mess. Only you can save me, baby." My throat gets dry so I gulp some more whiskey.

Why did Emilia do that? Marisol continued to the comments section, after which she finally understood. Nevaeh was quite well-known in the musical industry overseas. Last night, she appeared on stage in a Velours gown which was rumored to have been tailored by the founder of Velours herself. After the video of her performance was spread online, it attracted great attention. The netizens were curious to know who she was. Through extensive research, they actually found some information on her. Nevaeh wasn't only a famous musician overseas. She was also a PhD holder in Business Studies, and she graduated from Brinsylvania. Upon returning to the country, she was parachuted into Franco Tech, a sub

The date got canceled and Ava seemed unapologetic about it. And now, it happened again. This time, she seemed to regret it more than the first one. Liam was rich, good-looking, cool, responsible and they seemed to share the same faith. He fitted into the shoes of her dream man She felt bad but what could she do? Perhaps, they weren’t meant to be, so she thought. She left her book and grabbed her sketch pad and a pencil and started drawing on it. When she was satisfied, she decided to sleep

The long table stretches out, empty except for the end where Nevaeh always sits alone. She’s there now, back straight, fork moving in slow, measured arcs between her plate and her mouth. Today she’s chosen a high necked dress the color of deep green, sleeves tugged down to cover her wrists, collar buttoned to her throat. Hiding. The fabric is too heavy for late summer, but I know why. Beneath it, the bruises I left last night are spreading. Purple fingerprints blooming across her hips. Crescent gouges where my claws bit too deep before I pulled them back. The small split on her lower lip is scabbed over, dark against her pale skin. She moves carefully, like every shift of her body reminds he

"Because I had heard Cyrus telling Mr Rodriguez that you're not Nevaeh but the question is, if she is dead then why would he or anyone else consider you as her when you haven't even seen her in your entire life? " Her shuddering heart started throbbing in pain processing her each and every word. "And most importantly, Ness. I don't know whether you've ever paid attention to it or not. You seems somehow relating to her, like Heaven Nevaeh, Your mother and she had died on the same exact day 5 years ago and he, with what intention he had actually captured you here in the first place because I know for sure at this point that it was not the reason that you were married to that Matthew Lorenzo. F

The mist shifted, colder and heavier, and every sound seemed to drain out of the world. And suddenly, everything around seemed to still. Everything around seemed to lose. Whatever it held on to, whatever life or hope that it wanted to carry, it just stilled completely. And she was there. Tatiana. The one woman who had not spoken to me. The one woman who's been avoiding me because she knew that I was her daughter, but not only that, I was the flaw that she wanted to ignore. Maybe Delilah was someone that she wanted to hold on to. She wanted to embrace the power that Giovanni struck in her. But I was that flaw that she wanted to ignore. The flaw that reminded her of what true love was, what hu