Noelle Cornelio Novels & Stories

“Valerie Aleeksev designed it. There’s only one. It was made to represent the giver’s soul. Adrian bought this? For Bianca?” Noelle said nothing. The woman’s excitement made it harder to breathe. “Oh, sorry,” the woman said quickly. “I’m Chloe Daniels, Bianca’s manager.” Noelle nodded. Chloe took the box like it was treasure. “You must be Adrian’s assistant. Thank you—Bianca’s going to love this.” Noelle just smiled weakly and walked away. As she turned, she ran into Grace, who looked confused. “Noelle? I couldn’t find your phone. Are you sure it’s in my car?”

“Thanks but I’m perfectly happy crafting campaigns. I’ll get back to you if I ever grow taller though.” The designer shrugged, already distracted by other pretty faces. My friends laughed as he left. “There are two tall girls here and he decided to go for the shortest,” Noelle said, then paused, glancing down at Tessa. “No, my bad. The second shortest.” Noelle was the tallest of all of us. She was thin, had high cheekbones, and legs that went on for days. She was easily model material, but never had an interest in it.

she said. She was furious, but thankfully, I wouldn’t be getting her harsh criticisms tonight. “Yeah, we should,” I responded. Maybe I should be forcing her into making such promises moving forward, because I honestly didn’t want too many judgments around me. Halfway into the show, Noelle grabbed the remote and paused the show. “Yes!” She screamed, pointing at an actress on the screen. “What?” I asked her. “Lina Barry!” Noelle said. Only then did I look closely, and truly, she was, more so because her name was written under her image on the screen.

The overhead lights were off, replaced by the multicolored glow of LED strips taped to the edges of the desks. Noelle was sitting in an ergonomic chair that looked like it had been salvaged from a spaceship. She was small — barely five-foot-two — with short black hair that stuck up in odd angles, as if she'd cut it herself with kitchen scissors. She was wearing an oversized hoodie with a cartoon cat on it, leggings, and fuzzy slippers. Her glasses, thick-rimmed and slightly too big for her face, were perched on the tip of her nose. When she saw me, she spun around in her chair, and her face broke into a grin so wide it looked almost painful.

Something about it seemed a little bit - off. "There aren't any people," Shelby said. "It doesn't seem right. You can hear voices, see food and clothes and all kinds of stuff, but there isn't a single person, not anywhere." Noel nodded, looking over at Shelby, which was far more interesting than looking at the display. She was a tiny little thing, not more than five-one or five-two, with reddish blonde hair, freckles and a warm, friendly smile. He'd first spotted her at last year's Christmas party and had frankly been avoiding her ever since. Something about her was just too damn appealing and it was bad form for the owner's son to be drooling over the employees. Standing this close to her,

"I know, but Damon…" My mother had suddenly appeared at the door, attracted by the brewing noise; her eyes had grown wide as she spotted Damon and Cassandra half-naked. "What is the meaning of this, Damon? Annie, why are you sobbing?" Cassandra seized the opportunity. She pointed at the pizza I mistakenly spilled on the floor. "Look, Mrs. Scarlett! Your ‘precious’ daughter tried to sneak in and attack Damon! She's trying to get obsessed with him! She doesn't want to accept that the Alpha already chose me. Your daughter keeps doing crazy things even when I'm the true Luna. I have been waiting for this poor thing of yours to leave him for me!"

I never knew they'd be this amazing! I walked over to Blaine and Lainee who were smiling widely, surrounded by nail polish, pizza boxes, and magazines. I plopped next to them on the floor and waited for someone to break the silence. "I'm sorry for making you uncomfortable earlier. We only want to help," Lainee apologized. I smiled. "It's fine. It's just hard to talk or think about the situation at the moment," I replied. They nodded in unison. "Well, I'm Luna Lainee. Since I didn't get to formally introduce myself a earlier."

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

All four of these women are impossibly gorgeous, and I’m feeling a little self-conscious as I stand across from them with tangly, windblown hair, dressed in borrowed clothes that don’t fit quite right. “Sorry for barging in like this, we’re just so excited you’re here!” the little curly-haired one chirps enthusiastically. She must be able to read the confusion on my face because she quickly goes on to elaborate. “You met our mates this morning. I’m Astrid, and this is Quinn, Brooke, and Fallon,” she says, pointing to each of the other girls as she names them off. “Nice to meet you all,” I breathe, smoothing my hair with a hand and stepping closer. “Are you part of Reid’s pack, or…”

(the invite said) The invite is Mr steve mother,she has always love to help student that want to further their education with no sponsor EA invited her to their show,to help students "Just as i have said i will be giving 100 student scholarship this year into different colleges and Universities. "You are to go to my scholarship website and fill a form there,100 student with the best future plan idea will be giving free scholarship that will cover for their education fees in college and University" Nicole shouted when the sponsor finished her statement she couldn't hear others information coming in "Stop being cocky" Isabella said from the convenience where she was Nicole was giving fr