Shameless Nessa Novels & Stories

The few elite shoppers out early took one look at his dark hair, his pristine uniform, and those terrifying silver-gray eyes, immediately scrambling out of his path. Then their gazes drifted to Nessa. A wave of sharp whispers rippled through the gallery like a bitter draft. "Is that her? The wolfless girl from the morning news?" "Look at those dreadful clothes... she looks like a stray straight out of the lower quarter." "How dare a mixed-blood walk beside a Blackwood looking like a peasant?" Nessa kept her chin lowered, her pale hair falling forward to form a curtain over her burning face. The hateful comments she had endured on her phone screen that morning were coming alive in the cold ey

Aisie asked exaggeratedly and fanned herself while Leondale, the one who makes us elegant, laughed. "Oh shut up! You're beautiful too, but you only lose when you stand next to her," Leondale teased and burst out laughing. "Come on," Aisie said and grinned. I clung to her arm because my feet were getting wet. Goodness, gracious! My feet will be feeling the pain later. Gosh! Why didn't I practice walking wearing heels? Tsk! When we got to school, I heard loud music coming from the inside and suddenly, I felt shy. I also want to see what he looks like. Damn! Why is he my topic again? Aish!

Ah-in scowls. "She always looks evil." I state and Bella scoffs and her lips curve into a smile. "What can I say....you can't be all good." "Tell me about it." Ah-in kicks her leg in the air. "Having troubles with your heels?" "My legs hurt." She clarifies her face scrunch in pain. I can relate but you know practise really makes perfect. I can easily run in heels now. My purse vibrates and I fetch out my phone. Nathan: Am outside.

"Should I fix on my own or he hired some makeup artists in his house?" "Yes miss he hired someone and you'll come with him to his house." "Oh! Okay." The boxes have a logo named Experansa, which is an expensive brand. It has a shiny red gown inside, while the other box has a five inches red pump and the last one which is the smallest among the three boxes contains a necklace, bracelet and earrings. My jaw drop when I tried it out. "This is so damn gorgeous," I said and turned around. I'm in the middle of admiring myself in the mirror when my phone beeped and it was a message from Brigor

' The voice of Lena was drowsy and keen, and she awoke slowly, the sheet slipping down to show her tits to full view. “Jeez Mia, why is your cock in your hand? Did you touch yourself?”

San Diego. My granny remarked, "Meet their gorgeous son, grandchild. He is really handsome. You two fit well." I had to stop getting my food after noticing a pair of dark eyes. Simply put, it's impossible to look away from Zamiel. He is an exact replica of the goddess. Mrs. San Diego asked, making me swallow my spit more forcefully, "Goodness! You are Nicole Ashanti, right? Your gown is so lovely and gorgeous. May I know who is the designer behind it?" How was I going to tell her the truth without doing any research? This is a bit challenging.

Al’ik chuckled, “You will need a strong thought to anchor yourself for when we begin, lay down up there, it’s almost time.” Standing up, Nessa laid herself down on the bed. “I cannot heal a wound through a shirt, please remove it.” Sitting up in shock Nessa snapped, “I am not getting naked just for this!” Shaking her head and chuckling again Al’ik said calmly, “Ease up, I said shirt, naked is not needed.” Looking around Nessa said gingerly, “What if someone comes and sees me?”

I wince again as they clatter and a fresh wave of pain sears through my temple. “I know what I saw,” Nessa muses as I reach for more beers, still smiling smugly. “Maybe you didn’t talk much, but that didn’t stop the two of you from eye-fucking the shit out of each other all night.” “Nessa!” The bottles slip from my fingers and crash into the cooler, my eyes flying wide. I may have a mouth like a sailor, but Nessa usually keeps it more buttoned up. “What?” she blinks, as if she didn’t just make that crass comment. Then a laugh bursts from her throat. “It’s true!”

Just emptiness. Celine froze. And then her sister stood up. "Nessa!" She shot me glare. Nessa’s eyes burned hot the second she met her gaze. “What the hell is wrong with you?” she snapped, voice echoing off the walls like a slap. “You’re seriously letting us rot in here? Because of your stupid fucking pride?” Celine didn’t move. “You think this is strength?” Nessa hissed. “You think starving yourself and playing victim makes you a hero? We’re the ones paying the price for your tantrum!”

“What?” Nessa darted her eyes left and right before she leaned closer. “You're going to get killed.” I was taken aback. “What?” “Earlier this month, I met Lia out of desperation. The plan was to get back our lovers, you and Asher included but she was not interested. Acted like a bitch about it too.” Nessa rolled her eyes. “You what?—” “Hold on,” she sighed. “Right after that, she promised to do her bid to get Asher alone. There was no way I could trust that crazy bitch with the same plans so I had her followed. She has her hands in a lot of things.”