Selena Quintanilla Short Hair Novelas e Histórias

Selena I stood before the mirror, carefully adjusting the last few tendrils of my wavy, chestnut hair. Tonight was no ordinary night. Tonight, I would slip away from the gilded cage that was my life and venture into a world of possibilities. It was Bianca's school party, and though I knew Angel would never approve, I couldn't bear to miss it. Tonight, I would be free.

Enzo I couldn’t explain the strange connection I had to this girl named Nina. She looked almost exactly like Selena; the only differences were that her eyes were brown instead of blue, and she had freckles dotted across her nose and cheeks. She wore her long, dark hair in two braids with bangs at the front, while Selina always had her hair done impeccably by an expensive hair stylist. And Nina dressed in jeans, warm sweaters and beanies, and beat-up Converse sneakers while Selena always dressed in designer clothing that never had any signs of wear.

“Leave it, sis. We'll talk later. Selena is coming to pick me up. Love you.” “I love you too.” She laughs. “Goodbye.” I look at the clock. Selena must be arriving shortly. Soon, the roar of the Lamborghini’s engine is parked in front of me and the doors are unlocked. I get in the car, and my mouth drops open. Selena is wearing a short black dress with lace and bright stitches. The long sleeves are all lacy, giving it a delicate and sexy look at the same time. What catches my attention mostly is her scarlet mouth. This is the first time I’ve seen her with red lipstick, which is way too sexy.

"WAIT, your highness!" Selena called out as Prince Killian took slow strides to search for his bodyguard. Taken aback, the prince came to a halt, spun around, and peered at the youngest Forcas who had left her unfinished meal. Dressed in a simple white t-shirt, pink above-the-knee shorts, and pink flat shoes, Selena flashed a toothy smile at him. "Did you forget your room is on the second floor?" She jogged up to him, her fiery red hair in ponytails bouncing on her shoulders.

She has been having the same series of dreams for weeks now but this time around it is getting clearer as the image and voice were getting louder though she couldn't understand any single thing about that dream. Decades and years have already gone by with Selena having grown up into a beautiful woman. She is a sight to behold though her real identity was lain low from her. She was raised and brought up as a human and was always forced onto wearing turtleneck clothes to help hide the mark. The cloth has become her normal dressing code for this has been how she has been dressed since her childhood, she is a free-spirited person though she always has strange feelings. A strange feeling that she

I heard my secretary shout out and pull Valerie on the wrist approaching me. “Thank goddess! Now the makeup crew ,glam her up". Madame Selena ordered her team. Valerie was taken to a room where they got her ready for the photo shoots. I thought I’did be relieved after that but now my pulse was pumping fast and my heart was racing. I looked down at my palm,I could literally see my hands shaking. I looked up towards the dressing room door again. “I think we need to change the haircut, to something else”. Selena suggested after giving me an intense inspector look.

She said, not realizing that Chloe and her best friend, Sophia were walking toward the elevator as well. Sophia and Chloe stopped and Sophia whispered to her. “Isn’t that the woman from that night?” Chloe was a little surprised as well. She didn’t think Gianna would turn out to be the woman from that night. Obviously, she didn’t know Gianna was Selena. Selena was wearing a black, V cut dress that showed a little bit of her cleavage. Her hair and makeup was all done and she looked like a goddess, matching her persona. She looked slightly different though thanks to her heavy contouring and red lips.

Selena and Abhay occasionally helped the police and government officials solve cases but that wasn’t their main focus right now. Today, Selena was dressed as a private secretary, in a white shirt and a steel colored pencil skirt, sporting a pair of killer black stilettos. Her long black hair, usually styled in a ponytail, was tied in a tight bun on top of her head to finish the look. Abhay was also in a disguise, dressed in a charcoal black suit jacket and pants, with a deep blue shirt underneath. She had to admit, Abhay looked hot.

Thus, she was not willing to flatter and curry favor with Eric. Selena was grateful to Eric, but that did not mean he could insult her like this. She did not like Eric romantically. Even if Eric gave himself to her, she still had to consider whether it would be worth her while. Why did he humiliate her in this way with his superior attitude? Selena stood there with her hair simply tied into a low ponytail. When she was speaking, a few strands of hair on her forehead fell on both sides of her face. Her lips were red, and her face was pale, but that did not conceal her beauty.

She knew she had gotten into a mess but didn't know big it was, suddenly a young blonde lady walks up to her. "Hi," the lady said smiling"Hi" she responded forcing a smile, the lady was incredibly beautiful who was of average height, she had blonde long hair, blue sparkling eyes,s and very fair skin. She was probably around the same age as Selena, she looked so elegant in the beautiful red dress she was wearing Selena couldn't help but admire how stunning she looked unlike her who barely made time for herself. "I am Sandra " the lady introduced herself to Selena with a bright smile which revealed her white teeth this time, Selena wondered how another lady could be so beautiful yet composed a