Paula Nelson Novels & Stories

"Yes… Ms. Kinsey, please, I'm willing to do anything to make amends—just don't take my job away." Nyla nodded. "Alright." Pauline's face lit up with hope, but Nyla continued, pointing to a woman in a white dress nearby. "If you can tell me that young woman's full name, I'll consider forgiving you." "W-What?" Pauline's face turned deathly pale, and she froze. Nyla's expression grew colder as Pauline stammered, unable to answer. "What's wrong? You don't know?" Pauline gritted her teeth. "I… I forgot…"

"You don't know her. Her name is Raina Winston, a designer of our company." Paulina said. Although Nancy and I worked in the companies under Towering High's charge before, we weren't in the same company at all and had no interactions. "It turns out that it is her." When I heard this name, I understood. Seeing me like this, Paulina stared at me, asking, "Goddess Janetta, do you know her as well?" "Yes." I held my face with my hands and tilted my head to look at Paulina, saying with a faint smile, "Don't you think I look like someone?"

That’s all that’s in his head. “Oh, sorry, please come in.” Mrs Smith called in a beautiful and gorgeous red-haired girl to the class, she’s tall like a model and has the stunning look of an Angel. “Ohhh she’s cute.” My wolf complimented this girl, he never does that, not even once, not even Ainsley, so what makes her different? “Everyone, this is Justin Reyes, she just transferred here. I expect everyone to be welcoming and nice to her. Kingsley, stay away from her.”

But I was relatively calm because I knew that Jake was right behind me. “Danika Williams, you look like an angel, you have such a beautiful face and… a voluptuous body.” he whispered the last part but I heard it and I almost felt my ovaries climbing back in. When I saw him approaching me for a hug, I panicked. Oh fuck, what should I do? “Sir, you are not allowed to touch Ms. Williams. I am sorry.” Jake says to him, unapologetically and pulls a chair out for me before Richard Walts has a chance to do it.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

Kate retorted hotly. Paula Anderson was torn. She really liked Steve. She even harbored her own secret fantasies after seeing Steve in swim trunks at the pool party. He had transformed Gwen from an almost reclusive scholar into a confident, lovely young woman. Paula knew that Steve wasn't responsible for Gwen's beauty or ability, but rather the confidence to show the world some of the many things of which she was capable.

Nelson is the type of person who prefers actions to words. "Mobilize as many as possible, to solve this damn problem as soon as possible, use as many resources as possible." Mr. Nelson looked irritated again. Every time he thought about Amada, his stomach got angry. With Mr. Nelson's consent, Ms. Luna was allowed to work again. Taking advantage of the situation that Mr. Nelson is having to think about many problems, Ms. Luna has made herself an important person. Indeed, this woman's greed is terrifying, and their cruelty is no less than that of the devil.

I heard Paula coming down the hallway and as she came into the room, she said, "Now this is much better." I turned to look at her and felt my heart stop in my chest. Oh, fuck me. Paula was wearing a short, no scratch that, very short red robe. The damn thing barely went to her mid thigh, leaving me staring at almost the entire length of her gorgeous legs. I really think that my mouth was open, but Paula didn't seem to notice. She was holding two glasses of wine, and leaning ove,r passed one to me. "Here you go Jamie, just don't tell anyone I'm contributing to the delinquency of a minor."

#•# Back at the hotel, I sit on the edge of the bed and scroll through my gallery. I still have Joel’s number. Of course I do. From way back, when Rico told me to delete it. "He’s family, but not someone you ever call," he said. I kept it anyway. You never know. I dial. Joel picks up on the fourth ring. He sounds groggy. “Hello?” “Mr. Hernandez. This is Paulina Castrillon. We’ve never met but I’m dating your cousin—well, I was.” Long pause.

Nathan joked. “No, one Michaels’ woman is enough!” Paul chuckled “Hey,” I pouted. “Sorry, Amelie. Eliza is my girl,” Paul winked at her. Eliza clutched her hands together and gave Paul the cutest smile of admiration. Nathan walked towards me and gave me a big kiss on the cheek, then whispered in my ear, “I’ll give you your present later.” “Oh really?” I smirked. “Yes,” Nathan advised, “but first I have to go into the office, and Paul is doing some consulting work for us.”