Winn Supergirl Novels & Stories

FLAWLESS Meet Shanelle Falcon, the epitome of perfection, a member of the prestigious Falcon family. But behind her flawless facade lies a world of secrets waiting to be unveiled. While her siblings toil away in the family business, Shanelle embraces a life of freedom and glamour as a renowned supermodel. In her luxurious penthouse, she surrounds herself with her closest friends, fellow supermodels who share her insatiable appetite for living life on the edge. Together, they create an illusion of perfection to maintain their coveted status in the industry.

I asked. "Fine. How about you?" she asked and I answered. "I miss you", Rain said. Winnie looked her from head to toe for a moment with her midnight-black eyes. "I really do", Rain muttered under Winnie's sarcastic gaze. when we were young April used to visit Winnie's mother almost every day to learn spells after realizing she was from a witch lineage. At that time Winnie was a teenage witch who started exploring her magic. "What do you want from me?" Winnie asked without other formalities.

"They're hot, huh?" she whispered into my ear. The way the heat hit my skin and the words blew a cool breeze across my neck sent a shiver down my spine. My senses were heightened, and my body was raw in the most intimate way. Roller derby caused my insides to purr the way my Camaro did-and I was in love. My eyes followed the Jammer in black, I think Roxie said her name was Aerial, but it didn't matter-all I knew was little girls needed to aspire to this, not boys with bank accounts.

Samson set her down on her feet and she hopped over towards me. “Hi,” she held out her hand shyly, her green-coloured eyes bright and alive, just like her mother's. She couldn't be more than ten, nine max, and had grown so much hair that it flowed down the back of her knees. “Are you Uncle Max's girlfriend?” I almost choked on my spittle at her boldness, my cheeks turning warm. Jessica gasped and shouted. “Eiffie! What sort of a question is that? I'm sorry, Elaine.”

The daughter they'd cast aside, labeled rebellious and useless, now stood center stage, glowing with radiance. Her figure overlapped with the stubborn, rebellious girl they remembered. And yet, she was nothing like her. So unfamiliar. So dazzling it hurt to look at. "Winnie." Sophia Carter's voice was dry and rough. She reached out instinctively, wanting to cling to the only person she'd ever considered "perfect". Her hand closed on empty air. "Mom." Winnie Carter forced a weak smile, her voice trembling. "Lisa… she's really amazing, isn't she."

he asks. "Oh..yeah..exactly," I giggle, trying to come up with something. "Yeah..you know Ty, there is a mystery girl who always wins the quarterly Witalder video game designing competition conducted by an entertainment company called..er..Rainbow. Aaron somehow got her contacts. Tomorrow we are gonna meet her in person and get some useful tips from her." "Oh..??" Ty nods, his frown slowly disappearing. Seems like he has believed it. "But why going at 5?" he asks.

I followed it, and my hands clenched into fists when I found a very beautiful girl of the same age as mine. She is talking with Adrian while she is trying to touch him and intentionally rubbing herself on him, pretending to fall. She is in a short pink dress and carrying a Gucci bag. I quickly got away from there, breathing heavily as my hands clenched into fists. I want to break everything here, I quickly came out. "Who was she in his office?" I asked Nancy while gritting my teeth, as my hands cleaned into fists. "She is Aancy Anderson, daughter of Mr. James Winson. He was a billionaire."

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't see you there." "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." I say quickly and walk past her. I'm not ready for one of those her seminars today. When I enter my office and sit behind my desk, I think I've escape little do I she's coming behind me. Clark steps in my office, leaving the door open. He starts reading my order activities for today from his tablet. "Son, I need to talk to you." Winnie steps in, pointing her fingers at me. Winnie's one of the pillars who've been holding DS Groups aright from the starts. She's witty, highly intelligent and being a divorcee with four sons herself I see a my mother in her, still... "Winnie. We've—"

Hazel’s P.O.V. (Continued) “Anaya? Seriously, Winnie?” I asked her teasingly when she stopped in front of me. Winnie was another waitress in the same restaurant. She was in high school last year and worked to earn her tuition f*e as she belonged to a poor omega family. “This name suits you well.” She replied to me while grinning widely. I sighed helplessly while looking at her. Winnie had a unique problem. She is not good with names. She always mixed up names or gave people names that came to her mind at that time.