Nevaeh Rodriguez Novels & Stories

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 felt as if he was marking his territory, which was really sexy. It’s Friday night and Mathias, and I are visiting Nevaeh and Mikhail. When we come in, we see Nevaeh standing in the living area, looking fresh and clean. Nevaeh is very beautiful, with long brown hair and eyes. Oddly enough, her coloring is not like her father's, who has auburn hair and golden eyes. However, the way they smile and their thick wavy hair are similar. “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here,” Nevaeh says, smiling warmly. We both embrace comfortably and smile. “Yeah, we needed to do something before I jumped out of the balcony. I hate being so wary all of the time.”

"The most outstanding med students here in our university, though..." "Hey! Don't ruin our images Nevi!" "It's just you!" And here they go again; bickering like an elementary student. "Fine! I won’t!" Neveah laughed then turned to me. "She's our smart friend with an inborn photographic memory!" I grimaced when she clapped her hands along with Amira. I shake my head. They look like fools. "I'll introduce myself," Ave laughed softly. "I'm Astraea Venus Rojas, your future psychologist!"

His claws dig out and scrape the inner layer of my head in an attempt to come out. Dakota, control! I warn him. I ignore the smell, reporters, and comments from females, and hastily reach the stage. By then Dakota starts to jump and scratch in my head unruly. I try to block him, as he wants to take control of us. And we both know, when he takes control, we always end up tasting blood. "Good morning people of Damison Group." Anger is clearly visible in my voice, it is more like a warning for Dakota to not mess this up. My hold on the podium gets tighter as I try hard not to focus on the smell.

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