Winnie Bosko Novels & Stories

We were strangers then but now we are something else. I spotted Winnie immediately the moment l stepped in. She is dressed in her waitress uniform looking all sexy l can say. Her skirt too short above her knees. But am telling she doesn't even give a dam to those who throw gazes towards her. It's as if she owns the place. Oh yes how l can l forget that she is the boss's girlfriend. Hehe

And eventually, losing the awe and admiration of his wife, son and their friends. "Yes, leave us with the ladies, we don't mind, Georg," Abram said, smiling. A harmless joke coming from him. “But beware of the ladies, for they have something they want from you,” The Boss replied—and that wasn't a joke. The Boss asked Gina and Rhonda to take care of his good friends, Abram and Adrian, then he shook Abram's and Adrian's hands as he excused himself from the finished lunch. Once he had left, Abram turned to Gina,

“Why? You have no appointment. It’s busy here.” “Yeah?” she pouted a bit, thinking over it for a moment. “Eh, what about that guy? The guy who’s obsessed with playing computer games? Is he working here at the moment?” She had a bit of suspicion of that guy she was talking about, Oswald. He looked like he knew a lot about computers and technology whatever he does in his life. Or maybe Theo hired people from the outside? “They’re out of town, I’m the only one currently here.” Yohan was a bit of a cold person but Selene wasn’t fazed.

I sit there beside Toby and people started to shove foods and drinks to our faces. "No, thank you." I refused the glass of beer kindly. Suddenly, an arm wrapped around my shoulder. "Hey, Mitz, Toby..." A girl's voice. I turned my head and saw a girl with black hair smiling at me. "I'm Naya. I'm the only female Quill Warrior." She said, sounding so proud. I would also be proud if i was her. "Stop showing off, Naya." Toby rolled his eyes. "What? Should I also tell her about the last battle that we had? You know, when i totally kicked your..."

' If that was what those men and women who made it to cover pages went through, then he didn't envy them at all. He looked around throughout the four hours of the photo and video shoots, wondering why everyone seemed calm and did not complain, as though they found it normal. Ms. Anderson only laid complaints when her agent's neck was sweaty and getting soaked through the hijab, and Anna and GInger spent their time providing apples for the horse and calming it down under pressure. The only time he really enjoyed the shoot was the part where Jade drew the horse by its reins and arched her back, with the wind blowing her clothes in the SWNE cardinal points direction and giving her a formidable

“ Good day, America. I've been trying to get busy bee, Soraya Wayne, on our show for a couple of weeks now, and it hasn't been easy. We were able to get her on the show today, so please help me welcome the prettiest, hardest working CEO and, oh, the Jersey City bachelorette, Soraya Wayne." Cecelia Vega called as Soraya strutted onto the stage like a runway model. As she took her seat, she smiled and waved to her audience.

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.

I blinked at her, seeing her adorable expression of a knowing smirk. She knew I didn't hear anything she just said. She giggled, pressing back into me slightly, my hand moving on instinct to wrap her small waist and pull her against me. "This is Winnie," she gestured to the brunette who waved at me with a smile. I rose the folder in a wave back, giving her a tight smile. "Hi," Rose nuzzled me slightly, her hand going to her necklace and playing with it absently, I don't even know she if realised she did either when she stood near her mates. "Winnie is a Fey."

His aura of dominance radiated once more, filling the cramped apartment room. ​"I am a werewolf. Not just a regular wolf, but an Alpha. And what you did last night was a massive insult and a highly inappropriate act." ​Nichole fell silent for a moment. She stared at her boss's face—handsome and fierce, yet now looking so convincing in his delusion. ​Instead of arguing or panicking again, Nichole actually smiled even wider. An understanding smile she often gave her five-year-old nephew when the boy claimed to be a superhero.

There was so much chaos and suffering I was beginning to feel nauseous. "Clean blood, saline, beetroot, charcoal, and some other herbs to treat the wolfsbane. You got her here in time my Queen. Once this runs through her system she will wake and start healing. All we can do is wait now." A kind woman with an easy smile replied to me. "I'm Dr. Williams. If you have any questions I'm happy to serve you." The woman with silky brown hair, piercing blue eyes, and perfectly tone skin bowed her head to me.