She's A Ten But Novels & Stories

"It's my honor." I was just about to take the apple from her when Sabrina snatched it from her hands and flung it to the floor. Her expression was stormy as she roared, "Ashton Jenkins, if this is your way of trying to make me jealous, then you've won. Happy? Now stop using other women to make me jealous, alright?" I looked at her, rendered completely speechless. "You think too highly of yourself, ex-wife." Bianca agreed wholeheartedly with me. "You're pretty shameless, mister's ex-wife."

Daisy stood against the light, her face obscured by shadows like a merciless judge delivering a final verdict. "I used to believe Edward truly loved me. I hesitated, wondering if I should let go of my revenge. But that fool… He's as idiotic as ever. He has no one to blame but himself for my ruthlessness. So? Is this secret worth five million?" I could barely think and simply responded, "It's worth it." Daisy let out a triumphant cheer. "I did it! I got my revenge. My child is now rich. I'm the winner!"

"You have nothing over me. I spent ten years of my life paying back whatever debt of gratitude I owed you, so we're even now." She collapsed to her knees and clutched at the leg of my pants. "I'll change my ways and make it up to you and your mom, so please don't leave me." I stepped back and pulled away. "You're not afraid of losing me. You're just afraid of losing everything you have now, including your status and your life. You've only ever loved yourself, Tracie." Mom quietly stepped behind me and took Hallie's hand to make her stance clear.

“Come on. Everyone’s waiting.” As soon as Sheena stepped into the shooting area, the atmosphere changed instantly. The crew stopped talking, and some people whispered to each other. “That’s Hellena Catrine?” “Yes, she’s a top model now.” “No wonder all the big brands are fighting over her.” Sheena stood in the center of the set, took a breath, then looked at the camera. As soon as the lights came on, her expression turned professional. Every pose, every gaze, looked mature and full of confidence.

I stood frozen, my hands and feet icy cold. They were right in front of me, doing the most shameless things without a hint of restraint. After a low, breathless sound, Theo looked at me with open contempt. "Catherine, did you get a good look? This is what a real woman is like. Cheap tricks like drugging someone and crawling into their bed only make people sick." Humiliation burned through me. Without realizing it, my nails dug into the back of my hand, leaving red marks behind.

"The killing intent around Mabel is too heavy. Being with her, I'm always on edge. She's an excellent partner when things were bloody, but in life, she lacks the softness a woman should have. She's always too hard, too sharp. "But Cheryl is different. She's pure and simple, like a blank sheet of paper. I have to take Zachary's place and protect her." … Mabel did not listen any further. She stood in the shadows, her body going cold, each of his words stabbing straight through her organs, leaving her unable to breathe. So the ten years she had spent fighting and the scars she had borne from shielding him with her body had become proof that she was not a normal woman. He found her tainted.

Her own speech was titled "Us in Ten Years." She'd traveled back from more than ten years in the future, and the decade ahead was a time she'd lived through herself. Ten years wasn't an eternity, but it wasn't short either. She'd written down every big and tiny change she knew would happen in that period in vivid, fun detail. But no matter how good it was, with Catherine's speech going first, hers would just look like a copycat. It didn't even matter what they said anymore. Darren noticed her pale face and asked, "You okay?"

Lil Ten said, “It’s fortunate that she merely drew her knife out and didn’t take out a gun.” Robbie placed one hand on Ten’s shoulder and asked, “So, you think that Thirteen was showing mercy to me as well, Ten?”

She was to charm him with the crystal but it seems she has forgotten. • • ________________ T b c

What the hell am I doing? "Catch ya later, tiger." I hear her sexy voice trailing up from behind the bar. She walks out into my line of sight. She looks a supermodel with an S&M fetish. Like she'd beat your ass if you said the wrong thing, but then fuck the shit out of you to make it right. It's driving me fucking crazy and I haven't even said anything to her yet. I stand on the porch pretending I'm just out for air. I glance her way as she steps into the light of the bar. She hops on her motorcycle and revs the engine. Just when she's about to leave, she glances at me and our eyes lock.