Wendy Wonka Novels & Stories

Grandpa Endy took a seat on the middle of the biggest room, I was thinking about he knew so much but was only the oldest man in the castle, he acted like he could do everything, but also he wasn’t around at all, he had a lot of secrets but had been saying very little of his motives, he was however extremely picky when it came to Cassy. Waiting to have her walk a bit, I see Wanda, ‘can you please take Cassy around the rest of this place? Protect her while I talk to Endy?’ I linked her to which she started to annoy Cosmo, they both played a bit roughly to then have Cassy take them. “Well your both a bit edgy today, come with me to take a walk around this place maybe we will find hidden treasur

I step back and turn around jumping a little at how close Wendy is to us. She has her head tilted to the side like she is listening to something. She shakes her head and stands up straight before giving me a small smile. “He is a very smart child. Very brave to stand up for someone he has yet to meet.” She says stepping back. I turn to Dawn and notice her staring at Walker. “What?” I ask her. “He is special isn’t he?” She whispered. “Yes.” Is all I tell her. “Where are we headed?”

she said, jumping up. “Not so fast. Sit down. Let us have a snack first. We are not in a hurry. Let me show you some hospitality,” I joked. I called for the housekeeper who brought us cake and soda. “Mmm!” Wendy said, biting into the cake. “This is living. Please let me move in with you.” “Mom would never allow it,” I reminded her. “I will run away from home. She will search for me for a day or two then give up.”

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.

Wanda laughed again, she looked around her apartment and said "I'm sure it is. I'll be waiting." Cherry Wilson arrived at Wanda's home by 2:37 pm, and as Wanda had told her, she was clean and dressed. "I'm impressed," Cherry threw her purse on the couch. "you took a bath." "Stop making it seem like I'm some pig. Where are we going by the way?" "To grab a meal at a restaurant that opened recently." Wanda walked to the refrigerator, opened it and brought out a pack of apple juice. "Oh, you mean 201 Degrees South?"

Up close, she found Wendy’s round, healthy beauty surprisingly appealing. “How old are you, Wendy?” Mrs. Jones asked. “Twenty-four.” “Good age. And what do you do?” “I… work in a coffee shop.” At that, Mrs. Jones’s brows rose slightly. She had assumed Wendy was some well-bred heiress. A barista was not what she had expected. Though inwardly disappointed, she maintained her polite smile, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then excused them to enjoy the party. Benjamin whisked Wendy back to the floor. He bent close, murmuring in her ear, “My mom likes you.”

Wendy asked in rage "Wendy, I never stole your children's love, I only rendered affection towards them, that's why It seems to you like I did. The kids took a liking to me, that only means I have always been dedicated to my job which was spending much time with them, watching over them and caring for them. And well, since they are all grown ups now and have even left home, there is no need for me to stay. My original job as a nanny is done." Betty said angrily

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

Wanda wanted it because she—well, just wanted it. Angelica ended up winning the bid, and because she was a kind person, she invited Wanda to dinner. They talked about a few things. A few days later, Angelica was heading back to Japan when she saw Wanda at the airport. “Well, we meet again,” Wanda said as she turned to see that Angelica had spotted her.

"Wendy loves me. This isn't over—" Wendy gave her answer right away, and it was a big, fat slap across Zack's face. "Don't listen to him, Felix. I don't like guys like him. He's just a toy. A toy I throw away once I'm bored of him." She held up her thermos and uncapped it. The air was filled with the aroma of mushroom and egg custard. "You must be hungry. I got this for you."