Sienna Khan Novels & Stories

She’d panicked when she heard Callie had gone home and skipped breakfast altogether. “What do you mean she’s not here?” Sienna’s voice cracked at the last word as confusion started to set in. Something wasn’t right. “Did she go somewhere?” The woman— who’d introduced herself as Kat—shook her head. Sienna didn’t recognize her, she must be a new performer. She had to be with her gorgeous dark hair and full lips, partnered with the innocence in her eyes, she must be a new crowd favorite. But the way her lips trembled as her eyes darted between Sienna and Raleigh’s tall frame worried Sienna.

Sienna was on social media, flaunting a designer bag Caleb bought her, her face painted with pure greed and arrogance. I took a screenshot. Enjoy it while it lasts, Sienna. Let's see how long you can keep that Head Beta chair warm.

The brides outfit was very beautiful, it made Raihanna look like a princess for once. Raihanna had a sister, Nauwarah and a very handsome brother, Adnan. Her sister studied abroad too. Nauwarah was studying Medicine in England and Adnan was in his last year in High School. They called their high school Secondary school here. He was in Ss3.

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.

And then. Haden let out a low murmur before pulling her in closer to him, "You," he said, "It's definitely you." She froze in his grasp, her eyes still wide, set firmly on Leo. "What's your name?" He asked but Lia didn't respond. "Lia Loren, age 17 from Triton," Leo said deeply, emotion practically undetectable in his tone but upon examining his face, I could see it deep and repressed. "The Alpha's sister..." Haden said, getting a proper look of her. "Nice to meet you, Lia. I'm Haden."

“Hell” “Sienna?” the caller cut in. “Am I speaking with Sienna? No, I know it’s you. I just saw the press conference your husband did and I have to say, he’s a devil. What does he mean by he’s never loved anyone besides Vanessa? He even went as fast as saying he’s never been married.” The caller cursed under his breath and I took that opportunity to speak. “I’m sorry, who is this and how did you get” “I know you’re hurt right now,” the caller cut in again. “But we have to meet. It’s about the Stanford Group.”

It was a complete background check of Jennifer. “JENNIFER GWEN MILLER” DOB: Sept. 29, 1999, Essex, England Address: 15 Guild Street, House Number 43, Windest Road, Chelsea, SW10 Via Fernanda Caracciolo 23, Milano Mobile No: +1 270-5283-4061, +39 338 123 2367 Bank: European Chartered International Bank, 43d King's Rd, London SW3 4LX, United Kingdom.

“Loving these leggings!” “Oh thank you. I wasn’t sure what to wear.” Sienna admitted. “You look perfect. Come back to my office.” Sienna followed her to the back and sat down across from her desk. “Okay, let’s get to know you and your body!” Iris smiled. “What’s your last name?” “Smith.” “Okay, Cierra Smith. What do you do for work?” “Um, nothing, actually. Just a lot of hobbies. Cooking, gardening, shopping.”

The crown was almost mine. I just had to bury every last piece of the past to claim it. Even if it meant burying myself right along with it. The door creaked open. Soft. Intentional. Like silk sliding over skin. And there she was. Sienna. Daughter of Beta Anton. Beautiful. Perfect. Poison. Her hair spilled in loose waves down her bare shoulders, her robe half-tied, clinging only where it needed to hide modesty, but barely. Legs long and smooth, lips painted a subtle red, eyes lined in kohl that made her gaze cut sharper than knives.