Sienna Mercer Novels & Stories

Is she messing with the wrong guy? Sienna worked in The Mighty Entertainment, an entertainment corporation that could only be counted as midsized in the city. Sienna was discovered by scouts and joined the company when she was still in college. Sienna parked the car in the underground parking lot and took out her phone to find countless missed calls from Sophie. Crap, Sienna said in her mind. Sophie is her roommate. Sienna hasn't returned home for two nights in a row, and she must be worried.

But remembering it at her current situation only made her feel regret and sadness. "Lia?" "Uh. His name is Damian" Amelia says as she snaps back to reality. Her head turns to the TV that was playing the news. It was about the top 10 CEOs of the year. Amelia's eyes widened as the top 1 CEO was shown. It was him, with his forest eyes that seem to be able to see through anything. It was her first. It was Damian. "Lia? What is it?" Tara asks and looks at the direction of Amelia's eyes.

When they stopped before the clothing section I said to Sienna, “Take anything you want.” Sienna grinned and disappeared into the rows of clothes while I sat on a white couch waiting for her. A few minutes later she walked out with a frown and I knew just the problem. “You have a black card, Sienna, pick whatever you want. There’s no limit.” That seemed to remind her, she squeaked and disappeared into the rows of clothes while a smile ghosted my lips. She was bright and filled with life for someone that had gone through what she has. Which made my choice right. She was perfect to be the mother of my child. When I died I knew she would do a great job raising our baby.

he replies. "Darling, I am eternally grateful to you. You have saved the life of a mermaid, the ocean always will protect you," Seila says, caressing her long, blonde hair and looking directly into his face, with her chin slightly tilted upwards as Matias is much taller. "But now I must go to the sea, and you will never forget me, but you won't remember who I am." Seila starts to sing. Instantly, I cover my ears just like Yrynhna does. "None of you will remember who we are," Seila continues singing with a melodious voice.

Derrick won't put me down. Just then, Simon, the queen and Amelia ran out, alongside Amelia. "Good gracious, you found her!!." "I was worried sick, I couldn't even have a bite of food at the party." "Gwen is my child." "I'm so relieved." She cried. I was confused and flustered as well. It was official, she was the most pretentious two faced bitch to walk the earth. "You send your daughters to the isle of thorns?." Derrick replied sarcastically. I could sense the pain and anger in his voice. He badly wanted to rip them apart. The queen was morbid with fear, I could sense she was trying to wrap her head around how Derrick had found me.

Tracy asked. "Consider it done," I agreed immediately. Before we could finalize our coordination, the heavy security doors swung inward. Sienna Okafor, the celebrity host assigned to direct the broadcast's narrative, stepped into the dressing room holding her script pad. She wore a perfectly tailored silk dress suit and a practiced, diplomatic smile that made my tracking senses instantly go on high alert. "Greetings, vanguard units! I am the primary narrative anchor for this morning's broadcast." Sienna closed the distance to my bench, extending a gloved hand. "Hello, I’m Sienna Okafor. It is highly intriguing to cross paths with a Whitmore enforcer." Hearing her lineage name, Tracy's eyes w

He was waiting for me to say something. I leaned back in my chair, exhaling through my nose. “Who is she?” Lucian slid a photo across the desk. “Her name is Sienna Vale.” I studied the image carefully. She was in her late twenties, strikingly beautiful, with dark auburn hair and cold hazel eyes. But there was nothing delicate about her. The sharp curve of her jaw, the way she held herself in the picture she had the posture of someone who had seen too much, survived too much.

Nicholas stopped moving altogether, the only sign of life the quiet tightening in his jaw. Sienna burst into the doorway of the kitchen like a tiny meteor. Her hair was a chaotic puff, her bangs falling sideways over her forehead, cheeks still warm and round, and an empty glitter pacifier hung from her lips like a mermaid-themed contraband cigarette. She looked at all of us with sleepy eyes that instantly sharpened into hungry ones. “I’m hungry!” Sienna announced dramatically, patting her plump little belly. “My tummy is empty. I could faint. I could die. I could become… a ghost mermaid.”

We needed the numbers, and they needed a safe place. One of these refugees was a girl named Sienna. Sienna was everything I wasn't right now. She was tall, with long, shiny blonde hair and a perfect, flat stomach. She moved with the grace of a dancer. She didn't have scars from silver claws. She didn't waddle when she walked because of three heavy babies pressing on her hips. And from the moment she walked through the Academy gates, she had her eyes on Javier. I was sitting on a wooden bench near the training yard, wrapped in a thick blanket. My side still hurt from the rogue's claws, so I couldn't train. I could only watch.

My posture was straight, my expression unreadable as I stared through the iron bars at the female who had spent five years tormenting my mother and me. Sienna gasped, scrambling backward against the cold stone wall until her back hit the granite. "You..." "Hello, Sienna," I said softly, my voice carrying a quiet, terrifying weight in the small space. "What... what are you doing here?!" Sienna spat, trying desperately to summon her old, mocking sneer, though her voice trembled violently. "Come to gloat, maid?! You think because you dropped a mountain you're a queen now?! You're still just a filthy omega servant!"