Penelope Park Novels & Stories

Stclaire's help, might be the only way to find peace. After finishing the brunch Penelope had prepared, Aiken began tidying up the kitchen with his usual efficiency. Penelope and I stepped outside, walking towards the sprawling grounds of the Lane Mansion. Our steps were familiar, retracing paths we had trodden countless times as children. The air was crisp, filled with the scents of the lush gardens surrounding us.

Norris Geyser Basin Museum, Yellowstone National Park "Do you want your own map?" Penelope Vaughn knelt down, smiling at the little girl in front of her. "It'll show you how to get everywhere you're going to visit today. Maybe you can help be the navigator for your dad." The girl nodded shyly, her pigtails bobbing as she reached out. She hadn't said a word since her family approached Penny, but her eyes were sparkling with excitement as her chubby fingers closed around the paper map.

Cleo spotted the back window of the flat. "Hey, you're Cleo, right?" Cleo threw the garbage first before a fruity sweet smell hit her nostrils. She came face to face with Penelope who was on green beach curls and a flamingo-printed summer dress, she looks like someone taken from a Halloween magazine. "Remember me? It's Penelope," she smiled sheepishly like she didn't give a spiteful first impression to Cleo. "I see, you're doing your job very well," she said eyeing the garbage bag she threw.

It had been only a week plus since I began working at Stanley's, the grocery store, but it felt like a year. Working for a year in Twinkle Stars hadn't felt this crazy. It wasn't just the workforce that was the problem. This woman, Marsha Jay, was an earthquake in my life.

All the beautiful memories from before were shattered by the cruel reality, turning into nothing but an illusion. - Early the next morning, perhaps because she sensed how different I was, or maybe it was guilt buried deep inside her, Penelope said she wanted to take Hughie and me out to clear our heads. "We've wanted to go to an amusement park for so long. We just never had the time. Milton, do you want to come with Hughie and me?" She rubbed her hands together and put on a pitiful look, trying to get a response from me. For once, Hughie didn't show impatience. His eyes were full of anticipation about going to the amusement park.

Simon notices my uneasiness and his voice is sharp as he asks, “Don’t you have better things to do, Mr. Pete?” His eyes don’t move from me as he says, “Nothing is more important than entertaining the beautiful lady.” Pete takes in a deep breath and he says, “You know, I don’t think I’ve ever smelt a scent quite like yours, Penelope. It’s absolutely delectable.” My nose scrunches up in distaste at his words and Vince says, “We should go on that walk, Penelope.” I nod as I move to stand up and Pete stands with us and says, “There’s a spot I’d love to show you, Penelope.”

I don’t want to upset her. “No, I’m not. My mother, is─was part Brazilian. She was an anthropologist. She died years ago, and I moved in with my uncle until he died last year. It’s just Lyria and me. We were celebrating my twenty-fifth I lean back in the chair with a quirked brow. “You’re twenty-five. I would have thought you were much younger.” Penelope shrugs her shoulders, loosening one of the strings as it glides haplessly down her arm. “I told the woman who took us that I was eighteen after I overheard her saying she wanted young, innocent girls. Have your men found her?”

he grabbed Penelope by the face and kissed her, it felt like forever. I cleared my throat, drawing their attention, and he turned to me with a beaming smile. As he left, my gaze met Penelope's stunning brown eyes. Her radiant smile revealed a captivating confidence that made her resemble a masterpiece from an art gallery. With her fiery red curls cascading around her, she stood at an impressive 5'6" with curvaceous features. We were of similar height, but she possessed an aura that dominated the room, Penelope lived life fearlessly, not caring about other's opinions. In that moment. I couldn't help but envy her incredible life and magnetic personality.

She said righteously, "Avery, it's getting late. I will take you to a nearby park to have fun, okay?" However, Avery knew what she was up to. Avery had made Penelope suffer a series of setbacks today. Judging from her personality, she would definitely take revenge on him. A look of disappointment flashed in Avery's eyes. He thought for a moment and said, "Okay, Aunt Penelope. I will follow you wherever you go." Penelope took him to a park with a large artificial lake near the company. She deliberately led Avery to the lake and spoke with faux kindness tinging her tone, "Avery, look at the swans on the lake. Do they look pretty?"

She looked toward the entrance, and for a moment our eyes met through the glass. The impact was immediate. My wolf went crazy, pacing and whining in my mind. Penelope’s awakened bloodline had intensified everything about her. Her scent carried on the wind and made my hands shake. “Ice Cream Uncle?” Debbie’s voice brought me back to the present. “Are you okay?” “Fine,” I managed. “Just admiring your mother’s work.” Nathan’s expression was dangerous. “Admiring. Right.” The facility door opened again. Penelope emerged. She wore practical training clothes that emphasized her athletic build. Her dark hair was pulled back severely, and her posture was straight.