Penelope Eckhart Novels & Stories

Sasha shook her head. “I have." Kayla's voice dropped and she gestured for us to move closer. “A few years ago, I think about three, I heard that a woman named Penelope was recruited but she refused their call and turned them down. Overnight, she disappeared from the capital and was never heard of again.” My eyes widened as my pulse beat erratically against my neck. “Hey, stop scaring her with that made-up story.” Sasha hit her on the shoulder. "Don't believe her, Leslie.”

“Well, look who finally showed up.” Kayla froze. She turned slowly to see Mrs. Penelope standing by the copy machine, her arms crossed over her chest, her lips twisted into a sneer. Penelope had retired two years ago, but she’d come back as a consultant a month earlier—someone who’d “seen it all,” who knew the company’s history better than anyone. And from the moment she’d returned, Kayla had felt her gaze on her, cold and judgmental.

a tall woman in traditional dance attire commented. Danice glanced at her and froze. She recognized the tall woman. Isn’t she… Penelope, the one famous for her electrifying dance skills, called the Madonna of her time?! Danice’s eyes brightened. She wasn’t particularly interested in the dance industry, but because of Yvette, she couldn’t help knowing a lot about it. Naturally, she’d heard of Penelope, though Penelope wouldn’t become famous until years later. What Danice admired most was that Penelope had once stood up to Yvette. Even though she hadn’t won in the end, Danice still respected her.

She shrieked. "Ssshhhh!" Penelope clamped her hand over Aurora's mouth. "You promised not to shout." "I know I'm sorry." Aurora said laughing, her face a mask of excitement. "My gosh, Penny this is great news. I'm so happy for you." She pulled Penelope into a tight hug and the two girls laughed excitedly. "Thank you." Penelope said, pulling back. "But how did you know?" Aurora asked curiously. "Well, it's been two months since I and Tyler did it." Penelope explained. "I've been feeling weird lately. Excess fatigue, excess hunger and appetite. Everything has been excess. So I did the test this morning and it was positive."

Her store would likely not survive. The store manager could only muster a forced smile and say, "Alright, I understand. I'll give it a try." The assistant sneered, "It's not just trying; it's a must to achieve! Remember, offend whoever you want, just don't offend our Miranda. Even if Penelope Zimmerman shows up, she'll have to yield to Miranda!" Penelope, mentioned by the assistant, was currently the hottest A-list actress. Every drama she starred in not only gained immense popularity but also boosted the careers of her co-stars, particularly the male actors. She was highly sought after in the entertainment industry.

… After Rebecca got her hands on the script for the international film, Penelope had gone to great lengths to try to contact the producer. As soon as they met, she eagerly introduced herself. "Hi, Mr. Olson, I'm Penelope Stinson, an actress from Cyrelia. I'd love to join your film." Zach Olson looked at her in surprise and frowned. "Really? I've heard that Cyrelian women tend to be more reserved and modest, and my film will be—" But before Zach could finish, Penelope interrupted him, "I'm not like that. I'm very passionate about acting."

Not to sound proud but I am also a painter. "You sure your appointment is still going to make it!" Nal questioned. "I have no...." I stopped talking when I saw Penelope walk into the Cafe with a woman who had a Black nose mask on. "Sir," Penelope greeted and pointed to the woman. "This is Miss Katherine, one of the most popular artists in this country." Penelope introduced. My eyes roamed all over the lady's body and to be candid, she is exactly my style. She had a slim body with thick thighs and a big booty. My type of woman. I couldn't see her face because of the mask but I knew she was a beautiful woman.

she eyed my outfit, a small smile tugging at the edge of her lips. I forced a smile, nodded, and raised my glass to my lips to avoid talking to her. Who knows what poison laces her slimy forked tongue? I didn’t miss the look in Penelope’s eyes. She was watching Lurane and me with a critical eye. Where is Sophie when I need her? Maybe I should have brought her along to bring Lurane down a notch or two off her high horse. “Someone like her?” Penelope questioned matching Lurane’s scornful tone. “You are talking about Chantelle Jones, my Personal Assistant, honey. And she is efficient as you can see.” She gestured to the decorations. A smug smile brightened her face.

The woman looked at her face and said with a worried expression. "Oh no..." She put her thoughts at the back of her mind. The door opened and they both stepped out of the elevator. "You're Mrs. Lumen?" Penelope asked. "Yes, how do you know?" The woman smiled. "Mr. Grace told me about you. I'm Penelope. I just came here last night.” She introduced herself. “May I?" She said and pointed towards the bag. Mrs. Lumen handed her a bag. "Call me Hailey." She gave her a warm smile. Penelope felt cheerful.

Every step radiated deliberate pomp. Sydney's brow tightened. Penelope strode straight toward Henry. "Mr. Linus, I've long admired your reputation. When my team learned you were leading this project, everyone was eager to learn from you." "You're too kind." Henry nodded politely. Despite his efforts, he could not recall ever hearing her name in the research community. "And you are?" "I'm Penelope Monroe, the chief lead of our team." After the introduction, she turned a smile toward Sydney. "Dr. Wilson and I go way back."