Tante Janda Novels & Stories

Jake stood in front of Sandra again in a protective manner and growled at the witch. Tania regained her composure and stepped back with her eyes returning to normal then she smiled innocently. “I believe you both know who I really am judging from what your queen is saying.” She paused and looked between Sandra and Jake before she returned to being serious again. “Here is what is going to happen, you know who I am, and I know who you are.” She walked away from then and went to stand in front of the big window looking out the garden.

Suddenly, with a smile, Andrew took a step forward, his voice dripping with false sincerity. "Chase, my dear boy, you have no idea what kind of woman Jada is," he began, his eyes glimpsing around the room to gauge the reactions of the family and employees. "She's cunning, manipulative, a sly fox. She's using you, Chase, for your money and nothing else."

“Hello, Grandma Ranna. Mummy is fine. Auntie Yusa helped with the medicine.” The elderly, Grandma Ranna, chuckled. “That is good. And who is this handsome young man? Is he here to shop?” “Um, no, he’s… Uhm,” Tia looked nervous and she turned her head to Jai in confusion. Jai smiled and stepped forward, inclining his head to the old lady. “Good day, Mrs. Ranna. My name is Jai.”

I responded with a smirk. “Ohh really, well, I heard from Xander that after this trip you will be assigned with crazy Nora on a job.” “Ohh so you call her crazy too, huh?” I asked, laughing. “Well everyone who's met her calls her crazy Kiara, especially after the last fire stunt she pulled,” she responded as she let out a little laugh. “So just be careful with that crazy woman okay, she is a remarkable person to be paired with, but she is just as dangerous Kiara,” Jade said as she stared at me intently.

An ordinary person would not hear them as their voices were very soft. However, they were not aware that Fane had clearly heard everything they said. Fane paid no attention to them. Smiling, he kept looking at Miss Tanya standing in front of him. “You’re welcome! Nice to meet you, I’m Tanya Drake! I heard you’re also from the army, right? I admire people like you the most. I appreciate your contribution to our country! If it wasn’t for guys like you, we wouldn’t have won this time!” Miss Tanya stretched out her hand and shook Fane’s in front of the crowd.

Strange are the welding ways of power! “Alright” I agreed and she scurried away before I could change my mind. “Miss multi-talented Ella, is there anything you cannot do? even that carrot-top Carolina couldn’t have imagined attaching a train to that already beautiful gown ending up with two splendid looks!!!” exclaimed Jane, rolling her eyes enviously.

Please don't make her wait too long, try to come back soon because I am preparing a surprise for them. Jandé wants to surprise Imanol's cousin, that girl who seems to be up in the clouds, and he intends to humiliate her and make her look bad in front of the rest of the Volkover family. He went into the kitchen and began to prepare delicious snacks typical of his home area. Fortunately, he is very good at cooking and is not worried about it at all.

After smiling for no reason at everyone, finally, she was sitting in a corner looking at a bunch of elves singing. "Here I was, expecting the dance from the fairies, instead we have that " prince Rajendra cribbed. He nodded at the next table which was occupied by Prince Leonard of Anatolia. "What do you think about him Toshani?" "He looks like a potato," she remarked. She was tactful enough to speak in low and discreet tones. Rajendra chuckled, shaking his head. His youthful, handsome features were overcome with a careless kind of smirk. "Does resemble one, doesn't he - that big head of his? Which one do you like?"

Jax stepped up beside us, a soft, incredibly respectful smile on his face. He extended his massive hand toward my mom. "Tanya. It’s an honor to finally meet you. Thank you for saving us tonight." Tanya looked at Jax’s hand. Then she looked up at his long dark hair, his emerald eyes, and the tattoos creeping up his neck. Instead of shaking his hand, she slapped it away and pulled him down into a massive, aggressive hug.

As usual, Luciano had always despised these alcohol-filled social scenes, almost to the point of hatred, but this time, things were different because of Tanya. She was surrounded by a crowd, offering suggestion after suggestion in a soft, measured voice. Socializing among high-society wives was its own delicate art. Being a former courtesan, she handled it with effortless ease. She was smart but composed and kind, too. She won everyone over without question, the media included.