Stella From Winx Club Novels & Stories

I can't even keep my feet steady. Stella leaned back. Because they were attending the banquet today, she was still wearing high heels. The water coming out of the pipe could easily trip people. However, she simply held on to the side and did not fall. "Stella, I told you to stay away from Rene! You must listen to me. If you keep getting close to him and try to remind him of you... I will certainly make you suffer!" As soon as she finished speaking, she threw a soft pipe from the outside and smashed it heavily on Stella's shoulder. Then, she heard the people outside leaving the toilet...

But since I am still her assistant, all I can do now is to lie again to her. "Sorry, my stomach is upset right now so I need to go ahead. I am so sorry Hailey!" "Why are you always lying to me Stella? I thought we are like sisters!" I don't know what to reply to Hailey anymore so I just seen her message. The rain got worse and I found myself alone inside the shelves. I received another chat from Hailey. "Hey, do not be so fucking rude! I am talking to you Stella! Where are you? It is raining heavy outside and I know you don't bring an umbrella!"

co and just like Juma’s student, he was looking to precede his master. Yet he has gotten a little distracted by a surprise he was really into the first day they met eye to eye. The unique bearing that surrounds Stella adds to her natural charm. She is beautiful and she seems like she doesn’t even know it. She is a perfect stylish and unique girl who doesn’t even tend to get a mirror to tell her she is perfect to go.

After we ate, we arranged ourselves, Stella came out of the restroom she was in a summer dress and she was wearing only sandals. Since we found out that she was pregnant, she no longer wore high heels, Stella wanted our baby to be safe so she stopped the things that could harm the baby first. " Let's go my lovely wife," I said and we entered the car holding hands. "Are you excited?" I was curious about her so she quickly turned her head and hit our eyes. "Yes, I'm so excited I can't wait to get to Dra." Her happy response made me smile. "Same wife. I'm excited to know if he will be a little Jaxon or she will be a little Stella."

Xena muttered. "This is not the time for that, Xena. Go get Alex and the others ready because we leave in five minutes" Stella uttered glaring at her. "Why do they hate me so much? I couldn't even fathom the prying looks they were giving me at the training ground" Sophia confided in Stella, not knowing that she's a wolf in sheep's clothing. "Comrade, don't mind them, will you not? And about earlier, I don't know who is spreading fake news about you on the chat group, haven't you been online since?" Stella informed her.

• • • • • • STELLA • • • • • • • We were at the entrance of the most populous club in the city, and by 'we', I meant Sasha, Zac and me. The night was lit and a very good aura to shake off the worries and trauma. Tonight is not about my weird father, neither is it about my unforgiving husband or is about the baby gradually growing inside of me. Tonight is simply about one lady - one girl and wife, Stella. I'm not gonna give up this chance for anybody.

"You're defending her because she cried?" Before Jaxon could answer, she stepped closer. "Why are you even doing this?" She looked around at everyone watching. "They all know I'm the woman who's supposed to stand beside you." She pointed toward herself proudly. "I'm the future Luna." The crowd immediately began murmuring. "She's right." "Everyone knows that." "Kelly has always been beside Jaxon." "Who is that girl compared to her?" Another voice rose above the others. "Look at Stella."

🖤 Alexandra 🖤 Stella is a pure evil genius. I have to give her that much, even sitting here furious enough to put my fist through a wall. How does one woman play this many people her own family included, and make every single move look like grief, like coincidence, like bad luck, instead of what it actually was?

"Stella! I have something for you!" I shouted, holding a glass of iced coconut water. When I turned around, I was startled to see my seven-year-old daughter, Stella Quinton, being surrounded by a group of people in the shallow area of the ocean. The leader of the group was a young and beautiful woman who was wearing sexy swimwear and a thick layer of makeup. Several gorgeous women and muscular bodyguards stood behind her. The woman impatiently pointed at Stella and exclaimed, "Where did you come from, brat? Scram!"

She teased, “What affinity the two of you share—one cold, and the other, demanding. To think that both of you would encounter a chance so rare.” Stella chuckled. “Do prepare my medicine for me, please.” “Sure.” Zeta stood up. “Let me grab a sip of water first.” She went to another room to retrieve the medicine as Stella stood where she was, waiting for her. A while later, someone opened the door to Zeta’s office. A familiar figure walked in. “Zeta?” Stella was stunned for a moment, shocked to see Xavier in Zeta’s office. Xavier furrowed his brows, confused at seeing Stella instead of Zeta in the room. “What are you doing here?”