Sienna Brooks Novels & Stories

At that time, Sienna was still 17 years old, and she had to see and witness the condition of her parents' household, which was so miserable that she finally went to court, choosing to separate. Sieena is the daughter of Fahmi Alexander and Ayu Baskoro; their marriage, which could not last until death do them part, left a separate wound for Sieena. After almost a year of living as a widow, it seems that Ayu is starting to find a man who can be her companion and who can be responsible; she finally married a childless widower named Agam Dirgantara. Agam, who has also been a widower for three years due to an accident that took his wife and child, has finally found a mooring in his heart. He real

“I think I just had a social stroke.” Sienna was still staring at me. “Fiona. Your sister Fiona.” “Mm-hm.” “Is engaged to Zachary de Sanctis.” “Unfortunately, not a Zachary who works at a gym and has bad tattoos.” Arianna covered her mouth with two fingers. Her nails were dark red. Very beautiful for someone whose soul was currently leaving her body. Sienna placed the back of her hand on the table, then pulled it back again. Like she needed to touch something, but the table was too real.

She drops beside me and takes a sip of the drink I ordered for her "Why am I here? Have you decided I'm finally your type?" Sienna is the last person I would ever think of fucking. For starters, she's only twenty-three and Rizzo's only daughter. She's also the typical rich kid who lives online and spends her father's money without a care. She barely managed to finish high school and has fucked almost every famous man in this city. Even if she was older, she wouldn't be my type. I like my women classy and with brains. "What has your old man been up to lately?" "You're such a bore, Ric. If I'd known you called to talk about him, I wouldn't have come"

“She cornered me while I was shopping. People were watching, Noah. I was so embarrassed. She made me feel so small.” My chest heaves. I should have known. I did know. Sierra’s been a viper from the beginning. And yet, every time she stoops lower, it still manages to shock me. Brook lowers her lashes, whispering, “I didn’t even see her until she was right in front of me. I was minding my business. She just lashed out.” The image burns behind my eyes. Sierra at the bar earlier, fire sparking in her gaze. That same fire would have no problem striking Brook. After all, hasn’t she slapped me before? Violence and venom drip from her like second nature.

She called it her fire crotch. Ethan Brooks lived next door to Sienna in Gleason Hall. He was 19, a sophomore majoring in computer science. Sienna was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen, but he was shy and nervous and couldn't get the courage to tell her. He'd never had a girlfriend. They had met as freshmen in an Introduction to English Literature course. Their conversations had been limited to a few words about the books and poems they were reading. Ethan wasn't much of a talker. His shyness got in the way.

But if she leaves, she would become the laughing stock of the city. Sienna saw that Regina finally calmed down, she pulled Sophie's arm and walked out. Mr. Reyes followed them. "Sienna, you are a mistress. You've ruined the reputation of Brooks'. I'll tell dad. I'll tell him all about it. You will see." Regina screamed from behind with a terrible expression, and her gorgeous make-up looks awkward. Sienna sneered. "Miss Brooks, my surname is Harper, and yours is Brooks, how could I ruin Brooks' reputation? If there is someone that could possibly ruin it, it must be you."

she raises her shot glass before we take the shot and place it down on the bar. Sienna was always the outspoken one and never really cared about how what she says affects someone. The way she dressed reflected on that too, she wore a dark blue lace bralette with high waisted black shorts, she added black fishnet stockings under that with black combat boots. "What do you say you fine ass friends of mine and I go lose our shit on the dancefloor?" I ask pointing towards people dancing.

I didn’t take anything except my phone and jacket. **** The city looked washed out, lights bleeding through wet glass. I sat in the backseat, the driver humming along to the radio. My reflection in the window looked like someone else entirely. When we turned onto Westbridge, I saw her before we stopped. Sienna. She was standing under a streetlight, umbrella in hand, dressed like she’d stepped out of a magazine like a typical influencer. Thigh high boots, a mini skirt and a small tank top. She looked completely out of place in the rain. When she saw the car, she smiled.

Gianna * Sienna stared at me in disbelief. She was no longer the teenage girl whom I saw the last time. Of course, we didn’t have a favorable conversation at that moment. She looked between Dixon and me for a moment before speaking, “I… I’ll return at another time.” She was ready to flee. “Stop, Brownie,” Dixon called an unfamiliar name. Like a stupid person, I watched him walk toward Sienna while Sienna stood in her place, frozen. I didn’t miss how he snaked his hand around her waist and pulled her close to him.

Ehn, what have gotten myself into… This girl is a criminal … How did she know how to do all of this? I always know she is a go getter and a risk taker but how come she know all about this? Ha… how do I get out of this now …? My marriage is crashing bit by bit. .. Now this? I can’t even help myself … All my pasts are here to ruin me… And no one even seem to understand me.. Ehnnn I am soup. She sighed as her phone beeped and she realised that it was a message from Dhikrah… she sent the account number