Yovanna Ventura Novels & Stories

Accusing Svanna of something—which shouldn’t have been a big deal if she’d truly been satisfied with diverting Nightroe’s attention away from other matters. “I don’t want to argue with you. If you’re done here, leave. I want to continue my work in peace.” Svanna turned away; she picked up the knife again to dice the mango. She assumed Yohana would leave soon. However, there was no sign the woman would agree. Instead, Yohana seemed frozen in place—or perhaps… she was preparing something just to heat up the tension between them.

Different is what I need right now. Leaving the bathroom with a solemn promise to myself, I hop on a different train and pray that whatever the future has for me will be good. After sitting, an older woman is scolding her daughter, whom she calls "Ashanti." Ashanti. I love it. Ashanti Dunbar. Perfect.

She groaned in her heart. Vanya was not sure whether the name she saw on the list was really someone she knew. So, she started to do her job as soon as possible. She was trying to be a professional because she knew her job was very important for her life. She brought some glasses and wine to the VIP table which the CEO named Kevin booked. Kevin and his friends stopped talking when Vanya came to serve the drink for them. At the moment, the atmosphere was very awkward for Vanya. Because, all the men were looking at her and the most awkward thing was the man who booked the VIP table was clearly the CEO of Autoekomsten Corporation which Vanya got to see on the Television almost everyday. The man

She put the first river between herself and the camp twenty minutes into the run. The woman beside her was Yena—she had remembered the name when she caught her the second time, placed it to the face. Late thirties, one of the village's waterweavers, who kept the irrigation channels running and knew more about water than most people would ever need to know. Yena was running on the specific fuel of someone who had been sitting in a rogue camp for eleven days and had been looking for an exit the entire time.

She closed his door and turned to walk down the hallway but she saw me standing there and stopped. “Who are you?” I asked. “I could ask the same of you.” She said. “I’m Savannah…I’ve been staying here since I had a falling out with my mother.” I said, not wanting to say too much right now. “Oh. Well, I’m Kora. I am Kane’s ex-girlfriend. We were actually together for a long time before I left the pack. But I’m back now and I needed to pay the Alpha a visit.” She explained. “Oh. Okay then.” I said.

I nodded, and she took a step back before walking away, leaving me alone. “Let me guess, she wants you as Diego’s new Luna, doesn’t she?” Naya asked, taking me off guard. I looked at the woman for a second, taken back by her statement, and she shook her head as a small smile played on her lips. “I have to wish you the best of luck, then. It seems to me that she is creating a whole new Renata. Only, she never did approve of Renata being with Diego, did she?” “Naya, get out.” Beta Giovanni said, and the woman shrugged.

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama NINE VENDETTA My phone rang immediately he left and it a call from an unknown so I pick it up after making sure Rainal and Kelvin are far away. "Hello?"I whispered "Thank goodness you are still alive"It Laura. "How did you get_" "Why are you whispering?"she questioned. "I'm in something important can you_"I got interrupted again.

Kate POV “I Challenge Katelyn Adams for the Alpha title of the Golden Moon Pack!”. I couldn’t believe what I had heard. It was resonating through my mind, without fully comprehending. Looking into the crowd I wait for the voice to come forward. It’s familiar but with the crowd who jumped up loudly the voice was lost in the crowd.

ALPHA RUNE Kayvon had willingly accepted the assignment to plant himself in Yvonne's life. It was a tactical necessity, but I couldn't help but analyze the target myself. Yvonne was a quintessential beauty queen—tall, slender, and possessed of a regal grace that felt like a curated weapon. She radiated a specific kind of coldness, an air that said, I am a proper bitch and I don't care who knows it. Strangely, I felt Carmen shared that same razor-sharp edge. I found myself trying to imagine a face-off between the two of them—Yvonne and Carmen—two high-functioning predators circling one another in a contest of wills.

“A-Aren’t you Mr. Lewinksi? Hello, I’m contestant number six for the jewelry competition, Yvonne Yaleman. I didn’t expect to run into you here.” She told them her name before pretending to have a relationship with them while thinking she was being smart. “Actually, I should be at home drafting tonight, but I heard Miss Vera is here so I came over! I love Miss Vera’s work. Her designs are all so unique and trendy. I decided to learn jewelry design because of her! However, I’ve been here for some time and I still haven’t seen her.” Yvonne even lowered her gaze in fake disappointment. The two poised men smiled politely after hearing what she said. “What a coincidence. We’re also Miss Vera’s fan