Penny Character Disney Novels & Stories

A Senator? Penny was beautiful, had always been beautiful. The girls envied her, the boys wanted her. If she had been more attentive she would have noticed this but she only ever cared about making her father proud and hearing him say; “My Midnight Fox. You have made me proud again, bunny. You will be a greater con artist than your father.”

He ruffles her hair gently with his good hand, drawing a playful squeal from her. "Alright, little monster," he teases, his voice a deep, comforting rumble. "Remember what we talked about? Julliane needs to rest, so don't make her laugh too much, okay?" Penny pouts, her tiny lips forming an exaggerated frown. "But laughing is good for people! It's like, um, medicine! I saw it on TV." She scrunches her nose in that innocent, earnest way only a child can, clearly proud of her newfound wisdom.

He'd lost her for good. When he entered the living room, Penny sat facing the TV. She didn't acknowledge him, but he could feel her watching him from the corner of her eye. Looking at her now, no one would ever guess that she was a s£× worker. Her dyed blonde hair was bound neatly in a bun. The long sleeve floral dress that she wore made her look so much like a regular girl. Modest and respectable. Nearly attractive. Well, she was always kind of pretty. She looked younger than he initially thought. As he observed her, he thought she couldn't be older than his cousin, Micah.

And his response was even infuriating. ‘You hoard the best coffee in town,’ was his nonchalant response. I pity the girl who would fall for this kid. Penny, dressed in a burgundy satin-wrapped dress, smiled brightly when she caught sight of us entering the VIP lounge. Her natural blond waves bounced as she hopped out of the stool, grinning as she offered her arms for a warm embrace. She hasn’t dyed her hair since she started dating Lu, and that’s the sign that she’s definitely taking things with him to another level.

Pippa's POV I walk ahead of Denise and her children, mindful of the fact that the she-wolf is injured and won’t be able to keep up with me if I rush her. The littlest one keeps complaining and begging her mother to pick her up. Halfway to the cottage, I stop and turn to the little girl. “What’s your name?” “Penny,” she says and sticks a dirty little finger in her mouth. “Penelope,” Denise says with a smile.

Penny enjoyed flying, but wolves weren’t meant to do it for long. She didn’t like that she couldn’t shift or run around. There wasn’t enough room for everyone. But seeing the clouds from the other side was cool and seeing everything looking like dollhouse furniture was amazing. Getting to watch a movie with headphones on was weird. But when they landed, they were met by strangers and were taken to a big open space with an enormous house with a fountain in the front. It kind of confused Penny because the fountain had fish spitting water. That was rude and bad manners.

Leah “Your mate?” Penny’s voice yanks me back to the present. She bursts out laughing so hard that tears spring to her eyes. Wiping them away, she grins. “Oh, you poor little fawn... to think the Moon Goddess hates you so much she’d give you such a useless piece of trash for a mate! I feel so sorry for you.” I flinch but take a deep breath. This isn’t the kind teenager who once comforted me. No—this is a rogue starving for revenge. A pack wolf driven to madness by years of exile. The Penny I knew is long gone.

" I looked up at Bella. She wasn't wrong. I did want her to give me money when I was younger. They always gave Hannah so much money, and they would also bring her to the grocery store where she bought all types of snacks and toys. I had looked at my own empty hands before mustering my courage and asking Bella, "Where's my money, Mom?" I would have been happy with even ten dollars.

Penny replaced her jaw-dropped expression with a gleeful one. Demetria furrowed her brows, “You won a billion dollar lottery?” "I made a girl friend!” Penny clapped her hands like she was a kid. Demetria gasped, “Oh my God, you made a friend? How dare you, Penny?!” Penny paused, still with a smile on her face, “What?” “You're asking me what? You dare cheat on me?!” Penny burst into deep laughter, coughing slightly at the end, “Don't be silly, Demi.”

Annoyed with herself for not being able to block his presence, she pressed her shaking hands into her lap. ‘If you keep scowling like that, no one will dare come over for a reading.’ Penny, Rachel’s younger sister by five years, plopped down in the overstuffed chair with the grace of a tired puppy. Wearing a loosely woven dress of cobalt-blue cotton trimmed with colorful beads, Penny had completed her outfit by adding half a dozen earrings in each ear and enough bracelets and rings to start her own jewelry store.