Rina Palenkova Novels & Stories

They had never seen wealth like this. Elena Petrova, 22, from Russia — tall, pale-skinned with icy blue eyes and full breasts. Aisha Rahman, 23, from Malaysia — petite but curvaceous with golden-brown skin and long black hair. Isabella Costa, 24, from Brazil — athletic with sun-kissed skin, dangerous curves, and a wild spirit. The party started civilized — champagne, caviar, laughter. But as the night deepened, Victor’s true intentions emerged.

Sabrina said and they both left I headed to the bathroom and showered ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I looked around the training room and saw only one woman. I was expecting Sabrina and Darcy "Your highness" the woman that I met at the training room said and bowed down for me. She was a very huge woman in her thirties and that made everything weirder "I'm Paulina your personal trainer" "Nice meeting you Paulina" "Nice meeting you too your highness. Do you know why you're here?'

Jennifer growled, narrowing her eyes. “Next to you is Priyanka,” Laila continued, ignoring the blonde and motioned to another girl “Then we have Svetlana and Miriam.” Thalia regarded each girl in turn, each one of them waving or saying hello. They were all vastly different from the next. Priyanka was willowy with short hair and a small straight nose. She appeared to be the most nervous of the group and continuously tugged on her cardigan sleeves. Svetlana was more relaxed but there was a hardness in her eyes. Thalia spotted the defiance in them as clearly as she could see the scar that ran from one side of her throat to the other. Miriam was perhaps the friendliest after Laila. Her fiery red

I just wanted to slide in and not draw attention to myself. "Hi, I'm Pearl", the girl I was sitting next to said as she stuck out her hand for me to shake. I took her hand, shaking it. "Hi, I'm Blair." She looked me up and down, a smile growing on her face. "I like your energy, and you smell amazing."

Rita replied, sorting out the plates. “ That’s Rita, my cook. Rita, meet my eldest daughter, Alyona,” Xara introduced. “ Nice to meet you,” they both said at the same time. “ The pleasure’s mine, Rita; the food smells so good! I can't wait to dig in.” Alyona added “ I’ll soon be done,” “ How’s work and being in the spotlight?’ Xara teased her daughter as they left the kitchen. “ Work is good, and being in the spotlight is somewhat stressful. She groaned.

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

Soon I was done fixing her hair and she ordered me to pick out the best glow polish to Polish her red tails. I left and went into her luxury decorated room to pick out a glow red Polish and started polishing her tails to give it a glowing sparkle. Luciana is a spoilt princess who takes everybody as trash and she has no regards to people she feels too full of herself because she gets whatever things she wants at a snap of her hands. I envy her a little because ever since I was born I have been suffering haven't had a taste of motherhood no one to run to I've been depressed so many times and I've learnt to live with it.

She was very natural and graceful when she came to the front of Alex and was not nervous at all. “Mr. Poole, please have some tea.” Alex indeed raised his gaze and took another look at Orla. “You are?” “My name is Orla Parkinson, and I graduated from the Northeast Institute of Foreign Languages. I am Mr. Hall’s secretary.” The woman was very poised and dignified. When she bent over to pour the tea for Alex, her cleavage was perfectly exposed. Alex took another look at her, but he did not say anything. He just picked up his tea without any expression on his face and brought it to the corner of his lips.

Amira responded. A young woman walked in carrying a bowl and a towel, she got close to the bed and bed her head. "My lady, master asked me to tend to your needs" she said with her heads bent "You can lift your head. What's your name?" Amira asked the woman "Selina, My lady" she replied "Nice to meet you Selina and please call me Amira, that's my name" Amira responded with a smile. Selina prepared the bath for Amira as she really needed to have one. She felt shy knowing Selina had a hint of what went down between her and Amir.