روايات وقصص ضمن Yovanna Ventura

Yvette felt like her throat was being pricked by needles. She instructed Cynthia, "Tell her that my music isn't for sale at any price." Cynthia immediately relayed Yvette's words to Yara. Yara looked a bit embarrassed. "What do you want, then? No matter what you ask for, I'll find a way to make it happen." At this moment, she looked every bit like a devoted mother who loved her daughter dearly. Yvette wanted to see how far Yara would go for Zoey, so she continued, "Aren't you Yara Cadwell, the internationally renowned dancer?"

Yvonne looked at Isadora with a smile. Yvonne was a little more elegant than Ruth, and she appeared to be more stylish than Ruth. She looked more like a sweetheart compared to Ruth. However, it was very strange because Isadora could feel that once Ruth saw Yvonne, she came well-behaved and obedient like a little puppy. Both of them seemed to have a kind of indescribable relationship where one would also be beaten by the other. Haha! How interesting. A smile actually appeared on Isadora's face. "Isadora, my name is Yvonne Yates! It's a pleasure to meet you! I heard that you were the one who took care of Sabrina when all of you were on that island. Thank you," said Yvonne with a smile.

"I'll need recent photos of your daughter-in-law, her current address, and any other information you have about her daily routine." I pulled out my phone and showed Carol the pictures I had taken of Vanya at the restaurant. Even looking at them made me angry all over again. There she was, dressed like royalty, acting like she was somebody important instead of the nobody she really was. "This is her," I said. "Vanya Fredrick. Twenty-eight years old, originally from Los Angeles. She's been living off my son for five years, contributing nothing to their marriage except housework." "What's your budget for this investigation?" Carol asked.

she said, shaking her head. "Go home, before I call the police," Zelena added, growing serious. "I-I’m not lying. I’m his girlfriend five years ago," the woman insisted. Zelena froze where she stood, staring intently at the woman. "W-Wait. Who are you?" Her hands trembled. "I-I'm Elianna Martinez. But they call me Yanna." Zelena went rigid as she stared at her, her heart suddenly pounding faster.

“Oh honey. You really thought he kept secrets from me?” I stared at her. Then at him. He looked sick. “I know that too,,,” Yvana stepped closer to me. Tilted her head. “What? You offering? Because I gotta say…” She looked me up and down. Slow. “Have you seen you?!. Those tits? That ass? Yeah. I wouldn’t say no to playing with you while he watches. Or joins. Whatever.” Noah made a choked sound. “Yvana…” She ignored him. Smiled at me. “So? You in, sweetheart? Or you just gonna run away crying again?”

At most, she could do some miscellaneous tasks or basic programming work. Of course, Harvey didn't say this out loud. Wynn remained silent as well, while Lennox just gave a faint, dismissive smile. Harvey then added, "Mr. Yoder, I'm sure you're already aware of Wynn's background. She's always been deeply interested in Cuap and is very eager to have the opportunity to work at YodaVision…" Although Trevor had already arranged for Wynn to meet Zachary soon—ensuring that she would have plenty of opportunities to learn more about Cuap in the future—YodaVision was developing rapidly.

We walked to the club entrance and were stopped by a guy who looked a bit older than us. “ids please?” I didn’t have my id and I knew the club was for 21 and above so it would have been useless. Olivia smirked “excuse me? I’m Olivia Lopez and this is Camila Santiago” the guy’s eyes widened and he apologized profuse. He quickly let us in.

With a loud roar full of all the emotions that she had been feeling for the past couple of hours, Leah charged at the black dragon. The black dragon looked up in surprise to see Leah’s large red dragon aiming straight for it. Inside the black dragon, Theo seethed with his own anger and jealousy. How dare this female try to challenge him! Does she honestly think she can take him down! A little girl of barely thirty years old trying to take on a full grown male of a hundred years old was just plain laughable! She had gotten lucky back at her home when she had punched him in the face, breaking his nose. He had not been expecting her to lash out like that. But this time was different. She was ac

" What's wrong with me saving people? I save your mother. What's more, that woman still has a baby face like Ada, just a little more coquettish." Viola Turner's voice is getting lower and lower. It's true that the superwoman's figure is similar to that of Ada Wood. She has a little flavor of Ada Wood. But for the sake of looking at that face, he would have kicked her out of the car. "No, when I came back with Ada this evening, I saw Bard Hunter's car. The woman sitting in the back seat of him was Yvonne Brook. How could he do such a thing in front of his own woman Aries Kent but remember very clearly, after all, Yvonne Brook is the number one in the "dream" club.

“I need to ask something.” Kael turned, his expression calm. “About what?” Vanya raised her phone and showed a photo. A photo of Shelyn, taken from a distance, her face clearly visible even though the angle was not perfect. “This girl,” Vanya said softly but firmly. “Is she the woman who will give birth to a child for you?” Kael glanced at the screen briefly, then let out a small laugh. His laughter sounded light, even slightly mocking. “Are you serious?” he said. “How could Wilson Castillo’s daughter possibly become a kept woman? Don’t be ridiculous.”