Mina Miss Novelas e Histórias

"Can you please just go?" Justin sighs. "Look, I'm sorry for what I did, Audrey." He says. "But Cayden's no different. Yesterday, I saw him with this really pretty girl. I walked up and asked him, but he just... snapped at me." "A girl?" I asked him. "Yeah. She has blonde and pink hair and blue eyes. And honestly, Audrey, she's really pretty." Blonde and pink? I met that girl Rheanne the day before and... Anabel, her name, was it?

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

Theon’s eyes widened in shock, mouth opening as if to speak, but no words came. Slowly, I turned to face her. Marissa. Or Tatiana, as she’d once been called. Her true name, the name that she was born with. I refused to want to see her as a Marissa, the weak woman that she has become. But then again, names were irrelevant now. She was a different woman now, a different person. She stood before me, bathed in the eerie glow of the setting sun filtering through the shattered windows, her hair cascading around her face, eyes glinting with dark amusement. My breath caught at her beauty, as perfect as the day I’d lost her, no, as perfect as the day she betrayed me. As perfect as I've seen her, and

Far from the noise, it felt like stepping through time—every mile quiet, unpredictable. Mountains, lakes, oceans, old ruins, crowded cities—they all stuck with me. And somewhere along the way, I met Mira Mendoza. Gentle. Strong. Like morning light. Her smile hit like a warm spring breeze, clearing out the last of the gloom in me. She was sharp. Effortless. I was all in before I knew it. I knew—she was the one I wanted for the rest of my life. *** I flew back. I missed home—and I already missed Mira.

Just as Andrea was about to answer, Trina has suddenly arrived. “Andrea the –” Trina stopped. She was stunned when she noticed Miss Mina's presence inside. From her stance, Andrea could sense how her housemate tensed and faintly voiced Miss Mina's name. “Oh, Trina you’re here!" Miss Mina recognized. "You know what? Now I understand why you said you'll be giving me the full payment of your unpaid three months house rental today because of this handsome guy huh!" Glancing at Miguel, Miss Mina loquaciously expressed, then lowering her voice, she turned and whispered to Andrea, "Good catch Andrea.” She winked without minding the tension around.

Even by ones that just want to say that they had hung out with her. The Mississippi girl was not just beautiful beyond measure for most people. She was also the only girl on the wrestling team. Ava had wondered why the southern had wanted to be around her. When Ava had more curve than a river road. Mavis was thin as a rale. Long black-purple flowing hair. Along with her mysterious round brown eyes. It made Ava feel sorry for herself. When everyone gave Mavis a lot of attention. She wondered how they had become friends in the first place.

Her fingers were a little shaky, but her voice was soft and brave. “It’s okay,” she whispered. “I… I can answer.” Everyone looked at her. “My name is Missy,” she said, twisting her fingers under the table. “I’m nineteen. I love drawing and singing a lot. I don’t… have a boyfriend.” She paused, as if expecting someone to laugh or scoff or roll their eyes. No one did. Even Enzo stayed quiet now. “I live with my mom,” she finished. “Yeah. That’s… that’s it, I guess.”

“Where are your friends? You didn’t bring them back?” “No,” Missy replied looking Matt up and down. She suddenly realized why she was so anxious to ask him about Alicia and she caught her breath as the realization set in. Like her Mother, Missy was jealous. She wasn’t sure why it bothered her so much all day but as she stood in front of the tall, gorgeous man, she realized that she was jealous at the idea of him noticing another girl her age when he had never paid her that kind of attention.

Levi smiles and waves at me while Mina glares at me as she takes a sip from her special smoothie. Mina has medium brown hair that goes slightly past her shoulders with fringe bangs, a full face of makeup, and hazel eyes. Mina has a model body and is on the taller side. I’m sure she could be a model if she wanted to. She isn’t bad looking, but nothing about her feels natural. Without all the makeup and designer clothes, I have a feeling she would be more average than the bombshell she creates for the world.