Pippa Fitz-amobi นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Faye knew how to play cute and weak to get extra love and attention. Sure, she had her own struggles, and yes, she was really sick—but when those became her weapons, and when innocent people got hurt because of it... Amanda just couldn’t feel good about her anymore. And, Fiona is that kind of person. The moment Fiona’s name was mentioned, Faye’s face popped into Amanda’s head. Fiona’s epilepsy. Fiona’s hidden agenda. No different.

“Oh, poor Piper. Thinking you could rub shoulders with us. You don’t belong here. Go back to whatever little hole you crawled out of.” Her words cut deep, but I refuse to let her see it. I take another sip of wine, meeting her gaze evenly. “I said, I’m not in the mood.” Amber’s smile widens, her perfectly glossed lips parting as she leans in closer, her voice dropping to a venomous whisper. “That dress can’t hide what you are. A charity case in designer scraps. You’re nothing but a leech. You think dressing up makes you one of us? "

Turning to her, I say, "I'm sorry. You must think I'm so rude. I'm Piper, Moby's wife." Something about this girl instantly calms me; she exudes peace. Her creamy white skin is like porcelain, with dark, almost black hair, bright green eyes, she's thin and relatively tall, strikingly beautiful, but there's not one ounce of jealousy in me looking at her so close to Moby. With one hand still resting on Moby's chest, I reach over to her to pull her into a hug, whispering my gratitude in her ear. "Thank you for bringing his smile back."

King of the South Claud continent, His Majesty Osabarima Kelenkeahi III, took his seat. The large hall was deafeningly quiet. "Your Majesty, the lady behind you today is your own biological daughter," the prosecutor said as he mounted the stage. Princess Osabarima Kelenkeshi Patience is her name. She is commonly referred to as PP. Vera Thompson, a prostitute friend of hers, is accompanying her. They were apprehended on a distant continent known as BroadBase, my Lord. They were engaged in prostitution as a profession, which has resulted in the emergence of these two scumbags. Rita Wakato, one of the fifty thousand teenagers you sent out, was instrumental in their arrest.

The guy is a total wanker, and his bitch Luna is as bad with her pretence. I slow as I spot Pippa, Dylan's younger sister, who is nothing at all like her brother or father thank the Goddess. No Pippa was more like the old Luna, her mother. She was kind and loving, but weak, far too weak for my liking. Pippa always wanted to be a warrior since she was really young, she would follow me around and since I was a lonely child I loved it.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

I had 7 of them that I asked. “let the party begin” Matias yelled and the music was turned up. I walked down to the snack bar to get some snacks when I felt someone approach me. It was a girl not so older than I was, she had beautiful blonde hair and the most charming blue eyes. She smiled at me and proceeded to put a cupcake on her plate, I didn’t even know who the hell she was and she looked very creepy. “hi, you must be Camila, I’m Danielle but everyone calls me Danie” she introduced pushing her hand out for me to shake. I shook it.

Amira added Princess Becka turned her attention to Amira, she gave Amira a disgusted look checking her from head to toes. “My mother and her poor taste of friends” Becka said with a low tone not loud enough but Amira heard her “You must be the peasant my mum found in the bush” she asked rudely “I am Amira my p.....” Amira responded Amira was cut short before she could complete her sentence. “I don’t care what your name is, just know your boundaries and don’t over step them” Becka said rudely “And you, be useful” she said as she cat walked out.

he asked smugly. Ame rolled her eyes in mock incredulity and placed her arms on her hips, sizing him up like an errant toddler and snorted, as she beat her chest like a warrior, "I am Obasogie's daughter, mister! I can pay my fare to Australia and back! What an audacity you have!" Philip roared in laughter, throwing back his head, and giving a pretentious clap of his hands. "All hail, mighty Miss Obasogie, soon to be Mrs Omabgemi!"

Poppie I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. It had to be a dream. Shayla hooked me the fuck up for real. I couldn’t believe I had stepped in the office of the Notorious Madame -Ms. Vanessa McBride. Her shit was tight. Everyone looked so nice in the office, just working a normal job. I must admit, it wasn’t what I expected even though I really didn’t have any idea what to expect, but it was definitely not this.