Tenika Watson Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Wait a minute, Janet Benson, you are engaged to Kevin Watson right? I almost didn’t recognize you. I read about your engagement.” “Yeah we are engaged.” I said reluctantly. “ How did you do it? I mean Watson isn’t the kind of guy a girl like you should even talk to.” He frowned. “You must have read a lot about him, but he is not so bad.” I was surprised to find myself defending him. “It’s not what I have read, it’s what I know. I went to school with the guy.” “You did?” “Yeah, Princeton. I can tell you he is not someone I would advise any woman to date. He has been in trouble with the law many times, but daddy’s money always saved his ass.”

She barked " Why shouldn't I touch you?" Cark who was on the floor pretended to be looking for something. After a while he stood, wearing a sweet smile he asked " Tetir baby. What are you doing here?" Tetris Tatiana Turner was the fiance of Carl. She only turned twenty a week ago. She is average height beauty with green eyes and flawless skin. Like most of the Yates family, she hated Jasmine so much it that made her blood boil every time their eyes clashed. She confidently replied " Catching this viper before she shoots her venom"

"What's so special about you that has everyone talking and putting such a high price on you?" "I thought I told you to mind your own business," a woman comes from behind him. My eyes are still fuzzy making it hard for me to see too far. Kane moves out of the way to reveal a lady in her late twenties. She has long mousy brown hair and is tall and thin.

I chuckle as I lead her to the bed and ask, “Are you trying to corrupt me, Tatiana?” She winks as she pulls me on top of her and wraps her beautiful long legs around my waist as she says, “Oh, my love, I think it's too late to worry about that now; I corrupted you years ago.” I am leaving Sloane in charge of keeping my family safe and have chosen two other wolves from my warriors to accompany Teena, her mate, and his wolves on our mission. I know Sloane will die before he lets anything happen to Tatiana and my children; I turn and look back at Tatiana. Tatiana is standing on the balcony of our bedroom, watching me leave; her long black hair blows in the breeze; she wraps her arms around her

I look up to her and pass a casual gaze. "Sit down," I say and drive my eyes away from her. Tina wishes her good luck and leaves my cabin. "So what's your name?" I ask her as my eyes are glued to the computer screen. "Bella. Bella Watson," she stammers again. "So your name is Bella Bella Watson?" I question. "No. It's only Bela Watson," she nervously corrects. "Ok. Your name is Only Bella Watson," I say in a blank voice. "Sir. I am Bella Watson," she says, trying to be as confident as possible.

"This girl's name is Natalie. She is twenty years old and stands at 176 centimeters tall. She's a perfect match for you! And don't let her delicate frame fool you, she's a C-cup! She truly has the perfect proportions – big chest, slim waist, and long legs. She's naturally meant to be a model and has the potential to become an international supermodel!" Isaac continued, "She used to be signed with Yancy Models, and her nightclub appearance was also arranged by the company. However, a few days ago, she terminated the contract with Yancy. Miss Watson, the person who terminated the contract in advance, do you want to know what happened? She dug up some dirt on the agent and forced them to termin

Watson appeared with a pale face that also looked shocked. "Selena! Are you my daughter Selena?" asked Mrs. Watson was full of tears when she saw Krystal's face which was very similar to her daughter. But Krystal immediately denied the words that came out of Mrs. Watson because she wasn't her daughter at all. "I'm Krystal Cunningham, I'm not Selena! I'm not that dead bitch." Krystal shouted harshly. Mrs. Watson holds his chest in pain as she continues to cry looking at her grandson who is now being held by Krystal's gun. And deep in her heart she was very hurt when her daughter received harsh insults from a strange woman who looked very much like her daughter's face.

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

I couldn't understand why she would doubt herself like this. After a while, we pulled back slightly, and I looked down at her, searching for answers. "Why do you feel this way? Has someone hurt you?" I asked, desperate to uncover the reason behind her tears and her uncertain question. "I want you to know, Sierra, that in my heart, you will be my Luna. I have sent messages to all the other packs, inviting them to witness the beauty and love that my Luna possesses. So, if you're questioning whether you're making the right choice, then yes, you are doing the right thing," I reassured her.

She stood, taller than I’d ever seen her. I felt something shift in my chest, something ancient, something primal, as I watched her give the order to our warriors to drag him away. Giovanni fought against the silver chains as they hauled him to his feet, sneering through his pain. “You’re a fool, Sienna,” he spat. “You think she’ll thank you for this? You think she’ll forgive you for denying her what she earned? Do you think that she's going to want anything to do with you? She is my. Daughter Marissa's daughter. Or as you want to call her, Tatiana. A monster. That's all she'll ever be.”