Penny Jordan Novels & Stories

And I told him I would put a bullet in his forehead as I growled furiously at his behavior. Do you think Annika is dead? I share a look with Oscar and Noah who are just as confused as I was. Oscar sits up and picks up the phone from his side, he looks at me as he gives the order. Two seconds later, the door connects and the next room opens. Penny walks in as if she is the owner of the entire building, wearing black ripped jeans with high boots of the same color and a red top, that reveals her abdomen and makes her blond hair stand out falling straight on the sides of her face.

Penny was in her office in a daze. She tried sketching a dress for her client, but her mind went blank. Her father’s hateful and cruel words were still ringing in her ears. Her family hurt her deeply. Every time she sees Aunt Judy's relationship with her son, Storm, Penny becomes jealous. Aunt Judy had showered her son with love, and Storm was the apple of his mother's eye. At that moment, her assistant, Tina Oaks, entered her office. She smiled at her boss and asked, “What is wrong, Penny? Why are you crying?”

Jordan said smiling sarcastically and his friends let out chuckles. “Alright, lets get down to business” Penelope said bracing herself for whatever question Jordan asked her. She have done all her researches on history, witchcraft, medicine and science for the past hundred years. Jordan was a very smart boy, maybe too smart for his age but she was going make sure she beats him at his own game.

Jealousy flared from every pore of his body. --- After the work, Penny was extremely tired and all she wanted to do was sleep. She couldn’t keep her eyes open even if she stuck them with tape to her forehead. Her small cottage appeared to be so luxurious to her that the moment she entered, without bothering to take a bath, Penny plopped on her bed after removing her pants. However, it simply wasn’t her day. Someone started knocking the door heavily. Groggily, she got up to lambast the person on the door and opened it with vehemence. “Who the hell—” She stopped mid-sentence. Her eyes fell on a very handsome man with hair as brown as a hazelnut and eyes a deeper shade of brown. He was wearing

“If it isn’t our brave Luna herself. I keep finding myself growing more curious about who you are and what you're trying to do, but trust me, you are catching Nolan’s eye. He's impressed by you. Had he not been, he wouldn't have allowed you to be in that room in the first place.” I forced a small smile, stepping back as her eyes narrowed ever so slightly on me. I tried to move away from her but she wouldn't allow me as she looked me straight in the eye as if reading me like an open book. “You’ve got that look,” she said. “That storm-in-your-eyes, about-to-break kind of look. You know that look that every girl has whenever she's annoyed and then she masks it up with the beautiful smile on her

Nate adjusted the collar of his full-length woolen coat as he stepped out of the three-story, faded red brick Philadelphia building into the crisp fall afternoon air. There was a distinctive skip in his step as he placed his bowler hat atop his smooth raven hair. He was just given his first big assignment as an employee of the Pinkerton National Detective Agency. Up until then, his assignments had been small and seemingly insignificant. He wanted to have an opportunity to prove himself to the agency. This new assignment was that opportunity. He was to be partnered with Joseph Kennedy and Oliver Sullivan; which suited him just fine.

Most of the part-time workers in the group chat were Charlie's fans. Someone else replied, "I know her! Her name's Hannah Lambert. She's my roommate, and she's an actual heiress of a wealthy family. She gets around 10,000 dollars for her allowance every month. The skincare essence that she uses costs more than 1,000 dollars per bottle. "She never wears the same clothes twice, and she always treats us to meals. Oh, that's right. The last time she went on a vacation out of the country, she bought presents for all her classmates.

“How about this? I was just about to visit Mr. Jackson. Take me to your place instead.” Penny froze. She unlocked the door of the passenger’s seat after a moment before quietly driving the car. She wanted to say something while on the road, but she never managed to. Harvey could not figure out why a tomboy like Penny would put on such an expression. Harvey scrolled through his phone while showing a faint smile. “It’s not our first time meeting, Ms. Penny. “Your father, Eliel Braff, and Quill Gibson are my brothers now. “If you don’t want to tell them anything, you can always come to me instead. Maybe I can help.

Just then, I blinked my eyes almost out of instinct, I'd unconsciously stopped time. I sat up straight and curiously looked around, wondering why I had done that. Almost immediately, I spotted Jordan. She was sneakily reaching for the pen on my desk with another one set in her hand: a disturbingly girly, pink pen with flowers and cat faces all over it. I quickly realized what they were up to, and I didn't know whether or not to laugh or feel like a complete idiot for not seeing that coming. I had to give them points, though, they were clever in their plans to embarrass me.

So much that it ached right down to her bones as she thought about him. With a sigh, Penny turned away from the baby, checking that the blind was pulled down far enough on the window to prevent any sun shining directly onto Howard in the next hour or so. It wasn’t, so she moved to draw it further down. Her room was on a corner of the house and this window gave her a view past the edge of the gardens around the kitchen terrace. She could see Joey working in the veggie garden, hauling out the last of the tallest weeds by hand with the garden fork and a spade jammed into the earth nearby, ready for when they were needed for stubborn roots.