Shameless Nessa Novels & Stories

She laughed. “How bad was it?” I grinned. She made a weird face, and shook her head. “Very.” We broke into fits of laughter. Nessa looked stunning that evening. She was putting on her latest design- flora, which had many ladies swooning, and booking orders ahead of time. I was envious of the attraction - in a good way of course. The last thing I'd ever do, was to get jealous of my best friend. She had a rein on her life, while mine was spiraling out of control.

Nessa explains. Honestly, I have no clue of half what Nessa is speaking about. Nessa loves fashion and dressing people. She dresses all her friends, my mom, our sister in law, and a few other people that are in her inner circle. Nessa owns her own fashion magazine is sought after by many designers trying to make a name for themselves. I trust Nessa to create the perfect look for both Luna and Ana.

Any one would want her except me and that is because she wasn't my mate, she wasn't my Haven. Nessa approached us, a sly smile spreading across her face. "You're looking for your little freak?" I pinched the bridge of my nose, trying my level best to control my anger. "I swear the next person to call her a freak, will end up 10 feet buried in the ground." "How cute?" Nessa snarled as one of her long shiny nails rotated around a strand of her long black hair. She made her way to me a sly grin spreading across her face, placed her hand on my chest, her fingers tracing the biceps of my muscles as she spoke.

"I want to save our father and right now, those might be two different things." The study door opened, and both siblings tensed. Nessa's voice carried from the hallway. "Marcus? Gina? I brought lunch from Dad’s favourite restaurant.” Marcus and Gina exchanged glances. Their sister had been making these visits more frequently lately, always with some excuse about checking on the family. These years that have passed have made them believe Nessa was not really a good sister, she is currently in her own mansion with Alex and also the CEO of Phantom Tech. She wore a designer dress and her diamond wedding ring caught the light. The same ring that should have been on Jezza's finger.

Sybella spat back while taking a menacing step closer. "My sister was ten times the woman you will ever be, and Desmond is a monster who destroyed her life," Maren countered as tears of pure rage burned behind her eyelids. "You stand here acting like his queen when everyone knows you are just another piece of trash he uses to clean his image."

Does she shave and always be clean without kitty hair? My curiosity deepened from those thoughts. “I-I want to be jealous of you. You’re so perfect, Celes.” “This will be yours, Karina. Just savor this moment.” It was as if I was a stone-magnet that quickly swayed by her. I didn’t even think I could help her take off my jacket and black T-shirt inside. Then she removed the hook of my padded bra. I feel so envious of Celes, she doesn’t need padding because her chest is huge.

Lewis interrupts ruth. Naomi stayed rooted on her spot,she was finding everything happening as an illusion but maybe it wasn't coz one minute she was standing beside andrew’s desk,then the next her back was pressed to the wall. She wanted to talk,but she was too shocked and stupified, it was as if her brain was on lockdown at the moment. “NAMI…you missed me didn't you? I'm sure you did and you're looking so hot unlike the nami of 5years ago” Lewis fresh breaths fanned her pretty face and she began sweating without knowing.

I dropped into a flawless, practiced slide-kneel—one knee on the floor, both hands holding up the scissors, loyalty written all over my face, my voice booming with shameless devotion. "Please, Your Majes—uh, I mean, Mr. Harrington, see the truth! Every fingerprint on these scissors belongs to Ryan! Just test them! My loyalty to you is as vast as the sky and as steady as the mountains—why would I ever destroy your gift?" The Sanders family's faces went green. Violet pointed at me in fury. "Pete! Do you have no shame?! Groveling like that brings nothing but disgrace to the Sanders name! What is wrong with you?!"

Nessa asked. “I was hoping you’d answer that,” I replied, “I mean, you seem to know everything.” “I don’t know everything,” Nessa rolled her eyes, “I just have a sharper memory than you do. So everything you’ve heard and seen since you were an infant till now, I still remember. Even things you’d totally forgotten.” “Wow! I didn’t realize that.” “There’s no record of Maximo in your memory,” Nessa continued, “not even once or mentioned in passing. And you said he knows about the prophecy?”

I can't give up just before I started. "Let's respect each other, Trevor. Your mom brought me here to be your nanny, you can't talk to me in that manner," I say to him confidently, emphasizing 'nanny', knowing that it'll get him pissed. Who cares? Getting him pissed, is exactly what I want to do. If he thinks he can bully me, then why shouldn't I get on his nerves?