Deena Johnson Novels & Stories

I could sense her pain, and as I tried to approach her to comfort her, she glared at me angrily and yelled, "Why don't you just go back to where you came from? It's because of you that my life is like this. You're not a member of the Ghost Pack, and you never will be." Her words hurt me deeply, and I instinctively took a step back, not knowing what else to say. But before I could react, Dean grabbed her hand, causing her to cry out in pain. "Don't you ever speak to my Luna that way!" he yelled at her. Linda's sister, who had introduced herself, walked over to Dean and forcefully pulled his hands away from her. She then turned to him with contempt in her eyes and said, "You foolish Alpha. How

They all started trying to mediate. "Donna, the Don's just been injured. Maybe his mind's unsettled." "Yeah, just let Camilla try for now. In seven days." Seven days? They thought I would hand over my position and wait quietly for Camilla to take my credit and rise to power? I gave a sharp, humorless laugh. "Why bother going in circles? I'm filing for a divorce right now."

his sister nodded, “she’s still in the institute. Safe and well.” Eve and Jameson looked at each other with furrowed brows, “it was her, Dev.” Jameson took out his phone and typed something. A few minutes later, he showed Devin and I a video clip from the mall. How he managed to do that is still a wonder on my mind. Jameson can work for the CIA or the FBI with his skills. Maybe he’s really a spy, or a secret agent. “That’s not Maliya,” Devin wrapped his arms around me, gently squeezing my shoulders. “That’s her twin, Catalina. We don’t have to worry about anything then.”

Arianna: I had to force myself to control my anger as Dean entered the dining room. His eyes met mine and I smiled as he walked toward me. I frowned at the sight of the glass in his hand only to smell the napellus flower, in other words, wolfsbane. Dean shook his head at me and I nodded before my eyes caught sight of Irina walking down the stairs. Her eyes met mine for a second before she looked down at her feet, avoiding my eyes before her mother approached her.

"You’d just gotten your scholarship to Johns Hopkins and told me to try yoga because my 'aura seemed tense.’” He laughed. "God, I was insufferable, wasn’t I?" I nodded. "But your heart was in the right place. Plus, those abs could make a woman forgive a lot of things." Dante squinted playfully, trying not to laugh. "And now look at you… Dianna Rosa de Valdez, a living legend in the legal world. I heard your name mentioned on some business podcast by a CEO who thinks NFTs and gratitude journals will save humanity."

I froze somewhat. "He isn't my biological child, I'm just his step -mother." - I spoke plainly, trying my very best not to tip off the already emotionally unbalanced Irina. "Don't give me that, DNA results don't lie about these things!!."- Irina let out a shrill scream. I frowned, a little bit uncertain - DNA results?!. Did Irina conduct DNA tests on me and Dean without me knowing? How's that so.....? "Selene, you want to know what i hate about you....?"

As soon as I opened the door, Danika threw herself at me and enveloped me into a bone crushing hug. “God, I thought you died.” She said as she continued hugging me, “Elizabeth and I decided to give you some space. And yeah, I still can’t believe you are crying over that jerk face. I know now is a sensitive time because he’s getting married in a few days, I am sure you haven’t-“ Her mouth opens and closes as she looks at my place. I was a messy person, even before my ‘heartbreak’ my apartment wasn’t clean. “You don’t look like you haven’t showered in weeks, you look like you showered yesterday.” She said, almost accusing me… of showering.

On the other hand, however, Deena was not really a dick at heart, and Pearl is human, too. Deena took a deep breath before she ultimately decided to go for the doctor. She didn't say a word, she just turned and ran for the nearest phone to call Dr. Stone. She found a phone in one of the hallways along the way, 'please answer,' she thought as she quickly dialed the doctor's emergency cell phone number. She tapped her foot impatiently as she stood there helplessly waiting for him to answer. Finally, after the fourth ring, a groggy sounding voice came across the line.

Okay I'm exaggerating now. Deena has purple short hair stopping by her shoulders. Her light blue eyes compliment her eyeliner that she's currently wearing. She's wearing blue baggy jeans with a black shirt. Okay good style as well. People may not think so, but I like her style! "Hi." I say back with a smile. I didn't want to be a bitch and not smile, I always smile at everyone when talking. I just feel like it's a respect thing to do. It was an awkward silence from the five of us sitting in the table, except Heaven who was standing beside Deena looking at both of us back and forth with her eyes.

He heard Zelena sigh before continuing her conversation with the person she was with. Dylan and Deena sat down together. "What’s a cheerleader doing here?" he asked with a smile. She laughed. "Don’t you know I’m also a businesswoman? I haven’t forgotten what you said back in college—that it would be better if I had a business too. It’s hard to work, especially when you’re paid below minimum wage." He nodded in agreement. "I know. So, how have you been?" "I'm still single. Oh, I heard from Lucas that you’re married now. I was surprised."