Wendy Red Velvet Racist Novels & Stories

She introduced. “Nice to meet you,” She said as she finished off standing and Hayley smiled doing the same still wondering why everything seemed creepy today. Wendy was a bit tall, she was caramel-skinned, with black straight hair and a tattoo on her neck, brown eyes, and brown upper lip with a pink lower lip which was typical to most of African descent. They walked over to the counter dropped the tray and headed into the hallway. Wendy was adamant about keeping her company. Hayley disliked this at first but Wendy seemed cool and slowly appealed to her. “You were pretty active in Chemistry class.” Wendy complimented.

Ryan are finally experiencing the rainbow after the storm, so don’t make things difficult for him again in the future, Wendy. Wendy sent another rolling-eye emoji. When Jane mentioned the rainbow, Silvia remembered the beautiful scenery they saw in the evening and told them about it excitedly. She then sent them a picture of the rainbow that she took. Wendy was indignant. ‘I can’t be your friend anymore because you have given me diabetes! I can’t stand how sweet you guys are!’ Everyone laughed again.

I thought with bored eyes and stared ahead. That was a vintage move by Wendy, I would have been disappointed in the guard if he hadn’t expected that from her. Anyone under Wendy was not safe from abuse or some kind of assault, verbal or physical. Wendy let her position as the Alpha’s daughter get to her head, she had been like this right from when we were kids. She yanked open the car door, sat down and slammed it again. “Paupers and peasants!” She spat. “You always have to put them in their place!”

Out loud, he said, "I thought for sure I'd get shipped off to some random, handsome-but-grimy CEO who had a shady business deal with Mr. Phoenix Gray. I'm actually relieved that guy turned out to be such a racist bastard—he wanted nothing to do with my body because of my skin color. First time I've ever been grateful for someone's bigotry; it saved me from a nightmare." Sounds just like Vincent, Gloria mused silently, a chill running down her spine. She knew her ex-husband's prejudices all too well; Vincent was blatantly racist about skin color, masking his disdain with phony hospitality toward non-white business partners. He'd even berated her once, ranting that hiring Black or Latina worke

Wendy was so close to begging him. “Drop it. You guys are just biased against Sarah.” Rodney was in total disbelief. “All you guys do is defend Freya, and you can’t tell right from wrong. I think Freya dares to become so wild and wicked only because you always rush to her defense.” Wendy was so furious that she started to suffer from blackouts.

"Now that she was able to overpower you, after she was able to turn this around and use it to her advantage, you are finally calling me, crawling, and begging me to help you out, huh?" Wendy rolled her eyes as she checked on her magenta-colored nails; they were sharp enough to help her crawl up the walls if she tried really hard. "I can’t forget the moment that you threw me away and forgot about me just because you were fooled by that woman. You are never this dumb! Are you that poor? You are desperate enough to risk it even when you know that there is a big chance of her bluffing? You trusted that bitch over me?"

Wendy spoke with a worried tone. Wendy heaved and leaned against the wall. “Hilton, how about we relocate. Let’s go to another city. I willingly accepted to be your wife so I will stick with you no matter the problems I face from your family. I feel its best we move far away from their reach.” ‘Relocating? I have to avenge all they did to me. They are all criminals and I won’t rest till they gnash their teeth in agony.’ He thought inwardly

Since when have we ever agreed on my choice of women, Barbara? 'Can I just leave, please?' Wendy asked. She was not sure of he was defending her or himself. She just wanted to leave the two to do their thing. 'Get lost, you slut.' Barbara spat with venom. 'Okay now, Barbara.' Louis stood up. 'That's not necessary. I and Wendy are both adults and we were clearly enjoying a moment. I don't see how this makes her a slut.' Barbara was shocked. 'Louis! What the fuck happened to you? Did she hit your head with something or does she have some black magic and dirty voodoo under the prostitute portfolio?'

Strange woman Mr. I already told you I'm not wendy, Wendy replied calmly, I think it's just a Case of mistaken identity, so I suggest you just leave and leave me the heck alone, she said, giving Harry a stern look. what the f**k are you trying to do Wendy! Harry flamed up, he was done being calm, he would have to give her a piece of his mind, He stood in front of Wendy who was already feeling embarrassed, Are you f**king playing games with me? he said

Looking back at Wendy's side, her face was red and swollen. She was about to go mad! “B*tch, you’re done for! How dare you beat me?! My husband is coming right away. He’s Sidney Wes of Uppercreek, the chairman of Weston Group!” Wendy kept yelling with bloodshot eyes, looking very scary. Since her debut, she had never been humiliated or beaten up like this! She was the leading actress, Master Jones—admired by everyone in the circle!