Tiffany Nichkhun Novels & Stories

It's just we're going to be apart, now that we're moving up to senior highschool year. We arrived at the Sumgyupie Restaurant and saw Tiffany waving her hands like there's no tomorrow. Our timid and innocent girl, Tiffany Alcaraz. She's the youngest of our squad. Still going to celebrate her birthday soon. She got braces in her teeth, long and straight black hair, innocence evident on her young face, around 5 feet-- oh well, I'm the only short in the squad. Don't ask for my height. We sat on our table and I could see their scowl on their faces.

he offered. I was shocked and relieved at the same time, hearing his words. “Please, bro! Thank you so much! I really don't know what I should do,” I sighed with relief. Tiffany and I were a perfect match in the eyes of everyone who knew us. I also thought we were a match before. We used to be classmates in college and I thought she's the one until I found out she's dating another guy at work. She worked as a team manager at the marketing department of their company. She's an heiress of a known tycoon who is known as the arch enemy of Mr. Dominique. I haven't met her parents yet, but I was quite intimidated by her status back then.

She is Tiffany Kyle, twenty two years, a fashion designer who would pass for a model even in the biggest modelling firm, "do you know why? “ Reason is because : She is not only a designer, but she is also a beautiful lady, who has chances of winning Miss world if given the chance to. That is how beautiful Tiffany is, you can call her beauty a spec cause it is very rare to find, it is uncommon, no man would stare at her once without staring over and over again till he trips over and fall, that is how beautiful Tiffany is. She is endowed with every thing a man would ever want in a lady, but only Miguel is lucky enough to have her.

For the girls in tbe circle, Tiffany was the devil among the devil's. Tiffany had performed excellently since she was a child. When she grew up, she was admitted to the most exceptional university in M country. At that time, Tiffany Was only 16 years old. She was young and she was the first daughter in their country who had been specially admitted to that university, so she was really brilliant in those days. Her family even held several banquets for that.

She replied, giving him a seductive smile. “Im Jimin park. An intern in this company. I wanted to say that you are so beautiful.” He said, offering his hand for a handshake. “Oh, really? Thank you. I'm Tiffany Dion, and you look handsome.” Tiffany said, flipping her hair in an alluring manner. “Oh, shit!” Jimin said, suddenly tensed. Tiffany looked back to see why he suddenly looked scared, and lo and behold, Shawn had just stepped out of the elevator with Rachel, and his eyes were fixed angrily on them!

Besides, it wasn’t the first time Shane had personal problems while working. After a few minutes of driving, Lucy parked the car. The two of them got off and headed to the entrance. They were supposed to meet at a private resort but Tiffany insisted to have a meeting at her family’s hotel instead. Tiffany was one of the newbies whom Lucy managed. From model to actress, Tiffany did her job so well that nobody could complain. She was even given the nickname ‘genius star’ by critics. With an angelic face and natural acting talent, Tiffany made a name for herself within a year she joined the industry.

Tiffany sat in front of her vanity table, phone in hand. She's currently on G****e, typing a name. Ryat Briggs. Everyone knows him, but only the fact that he's handsome, rich, and a sèx addict. No one has ever talked about his age, which is why she took it upon herself to search, and when his age popped up on screen, she spranged up. "28??" The phone nearly fell from her since she's just 22. "Oh my gawd...how come he has that well crafted attractive face? Christ" she dropped the phone and turned around, only to see Yvonne standing by the bathroom door.

Tiffany quickly became accustomed to the luxurious lifestyle that Larry's business afforded her. Tiffany had an extraordinary body. At five-foot-eight, one-hundred forty pounds, and with dark red hair, green eyes; huge, natural, 38E breasts; thin waist and round ass, she had been stopping men in their tracks for years. Some years later, her friends told her she could pass for a slightly thinner double for the actress, Christina Hendricks from the series Mad Men. Tiffany and Larry were quick to have their only son, Ben who arrived a year after they were married.

"Scarlett." ******

I said. “Well, it’s not the King who is going to be married to you, is it?” Tiffany said. “Trust Prince Nicholas. He’s going to make the correct choice.” I lowered my chin, embarrassed at having to need Tiffany’s support in this moment, when she was the most likely to leave. “Sorry…” I said. Tiffany lightly punched my arm. “No more frowns, yeah? Oh. There’s your prince.” I looked over in time to see Nicholas enter. He was sharp in his fitted tuxedo. I thought he might look at me, but he didn’t. In fact, he seemed set on looking everywhere but at me specifically.