Penelope Yates Novels & Stories

Sabrina whispered, her voice cracking. “It’s Clara,” Penelope said confidently. “I’ve seen her lurking on social media, commenting on old photos. She’s obsessed with Benedict, and she’s clearly threatened by you.” She stood with heels clicking sharply on the shiny floor, going toward the window. Before her spread out a city skyline of glittering beauty, to lose herself in for an instant. She gripped the tablet in her hands, feeling the sharp edges of it press into her palms, grounding her amidst the chaos of thoughts swirling inside her head.

Penelope said, bowing. ‘I am no longer Lily in this world. I’m now Penelope Constantine, and I will change my fate, 'Penelope thought as she turned around. "You, who are you?" Penelope asked, and the maid got shocked. "Y-young miss, you don’t remember me?" The maid said that made Penelope curious "Y-young miss, I have been your personal maid since I was young. How could you forget about me?" The maid said that Penelope is now sweating because of nervousness.

I think it should be renovated Or rather she can come live with me I'll tell her maybe tomorrow.. for now I need to see Max At the Penelope's manison ⛪ Getting into the manison was sure not easy The securities is really tight...the walk from the gate for the manison was f***king long I stopped to caught my breath before knocking on the door "Op...gud afternoon miss"a young pretty lady said She held a can of water in her hand staring at me curiously with her black eye balls

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.

I am going to faint. “Yeah, we never thought we’ll actually see a day when Lukey brings a girl home.” The woman who I think is Penelope says. “Okay, this is a little overwhelming.” I say as I try to breathe normally when I feel a hand on my shoulder. “Emily, I see you met them.” Mary says as she hugs me a little, “I thought I’d organize a little surprise for you. You are the only one without a family here so I thought I’d invite your future family here to surprise you and maybe, you can get to know Lucas more.”

Definitely not a Dani kind of girl. Ryker walks into the room wearing flannel pants and no shirt. He comes to a halt when he sees me and rakes a hand through his golden-blond hair. “Damn. Any clue how many captions I could put on this image—” “Trust me, she can caption them herself,” replies Penelope as she follows him into the room and swats him on the ass. With her copper hair up in a messy knot and her red glasses perched on her nose, she looks slightly mussed and happy in her pjs. I’m not surprised considering the number of times I heard her calling out his name last night. I’m thrilled they’re in love and all that jazz, but dang, enough with the awesome sex already. I make a mental note

A woman stood there, smiling at her and signaling for her to come up. She frowned. Who was that? Deciding to find out, she climbed up to the place the woman stood. On meeting her, the woman's smile widened. “Hello, you're among the staff of Dawnat?” Penelope nodded, “Yes I am.” “What's your name?” the woman asked fondly, “I'm Agnes Flores.” Penelope took a second, before saying, “Penelope. Penelope Adams.” “Okay, good,” the woman sighed softly. Then said, “The thing is…all I wanted to advise you was for you to be careful.”

PENELOPE Hi I'm Penelope Gabrielle Avery, 17 years old. Yes, I'm the famous, gorgeous, and rich heir of Avery Corporation, but I don't really know much about dad's business. I lost my mom when I was 8, car accident. So, I'm living with my dad who only comes home once or twice a month. It isn't a big deal though since he buys me gifts from his business trips abroad. And yes, I'm the only child so he spoils me. I can have everything I want to have.

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.