Jenna Reid Pov の小説・ストーリー

Charles POV My head started to shake, but the expression on Jenna’s face halted my movements. “You do not have to talk to her to know why she did it. She wanted revenge.” I admitted, feeling a little lost, myself. I cannot fathom the fact that Jenna wanted to meet with someone who had hurt her deeply and sabotaged any chance she would ever have of experiencing the joys and hardships of nurturing a child in her womb. “Rowan already told me." She must have sensed my confusion because then, she explained.

“Understood. I’ll keep the minions in check here in the meantime.” “Please don’t call anyone that anymore. That’s what he called everyone, and it just sends shivers down my back.” “Okay. No more minions then.” Jenna nodded and then got distracted by something that was off-camera. “I’ll be back. I need to deal with something right now.” Then she was gone to break some type of confrontation, up probably. So after waiting a minute or two and she didn’t come back. He opened the laptop and began studying what he needed to know backwards and forward.

"If anything should happen to my best friend, I'm going to ruin your face all over the internet. I don't even know if you have my nude or not, you just keep threatening me. ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ A Week Ago (Flash Back) ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ ✿ Jenna works out of the restaurant in a bag and sunglasses. She walks to the parking lot and a message pops in on her phone. "Is Jemma home already? " She thought about bringing her phone out of her bag.

Samiya’s POV The woman’s confession almost knocked the air out of my lungs, but I was quick to recover. “Prove it,” I muttered, my senses still clouded with both a mix of disbelief and shock. Jenna shook her head as though she was disappointed that I didn’t believe her and she reached into one of her pockets before passing a picture over to me. “I’m Meidran’s cousin and hopefully this convinces you because I was really hoping that we could use this one-week break the alpha gave us to do some things together before the next challenge springs on us.”

Jenna Jenna Maxwell, a 25-year-old woman with a kind heart and a fierce personality. She is a complete package of what men want in a woman. Looks, kindness, potential and mostly a loving nature which she had was every man's weakness, but she wasn’t any longer available for men. Her life was given to her best friend. Yes, she got married to her best friend who was also her second cousin, Liam. They never talked to each other as kids, nor ever barely saw as they used to live far from each other. In their teens, their families used to meet at festivals or family get-togethers, but they both had never gotten a chance to entangle with one another.

Jenna smirk getting up herself. "Miss JENNA!! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT WE HAVE NEVER OFFENDED ANYONE" Mr Rio glared at her but again turn to Cable. "Please, Mr cable. Don't listen to her. Give us a chance, " Mr Rio Kneeled at Cable. Who scoffed at him. He looked at Jenna with a suspicious eye. Did she knew about Rean. He thought. "No Mr Rio. I won't miss Jenna to explain what she meant just now," Cable spoke with a cold voice.

Yes, the beginning and even as of a month ago, there were still secrets in lies, but I would like to believe that we have worked past that. So, once her tears have dried up and I can say that she will not be killing me, I try to take her hand, which this time is only but pulled away. But this will not stop me, “Jenna, I think, or let me rephrase, I know that this will be better for us. We are not happy here.” She raises her voice a fraction higher, catching everybody’s attention again, “I am happy.” “Come on; I know that you are not. I know the Jenna that plays pretend very well, and you are being that Jenna. I think what we thought was going to be that new start ended up being the biggest m

I scrubbed floors and cleaned dishes in the pack house for survival. And I had been stupid enough to love the Alpha twins since I was 15. “Jennie Hunter” pack Elder Richard read.”Omega tier,21 years old.has no properties or bloodline.Daughter of an alcoholic father.Her mother passed away when she was little.” The crowed erupted in laughter but I kept my head down. I couldn’t dare look them in the eyes or I’d break.always been good at that.Avoiding eye contact saved me from a lot of things. It made me invisible not until one unlucky night.

I say, my smile all teeth. Jenna is perfectly calm. Perfectly normal. The Clerk’s face had twisted into something monstrous, a glimpse of the game’s true face, and Jenna didn’t even blink. Like she didn’t see it at all. None of the other twenty-odd ‘tourists’ on this boat reacted either. It was a show for players only. My smile turns inward. Jenna is an NPC. No question. But why is she glued to my side? What’s her script? “Ugh, forget her,” Jenna huffs, pulling me down to sit on a bench. “Some people just have a nasty streak. We won’t have to see her once we’re on the island!”

Zita explained. "He did?" Rebecca replied, surprised at the news. "Mhm!" Zita hummed. Rebecca looked at Catherine, who stretched out her arms so that she could be carried. She stood up from the bed and walked towards the dressing table. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. "I never wanted for things to turn out this way. All I wanted was to be happy but my story has been a turmoil. My husband's love for me is slowly fading away. He might decide to leave me and marry Fiona instead."