Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Quintessa's words dropped like a bomb, exploding in the middle and instantly changing the Lott family's expressions. Jerome, with a scowl that could freeze hell over, swiftly yanked his arm away from Miranda's grasp.

Nineteen boyfriends? What on earth could that mean? Anyone hearing it would probably snicker to themselves, thinking her as Miss Collect-'em-all?

Quintessa smirked inwardly. Wasn't I accused of stealing others' boyfriends? Well, let me tell you just how many I've 'stolen.'

Was the number nineteen or not, she could not remember exactly. But it was just a bluff, but she would make the Lott family believe that number was absolutely real.

part to the hilt:

You're slandering me! Please don't believe her. She's just trying to smear my name. You don't know how malicious she can be. Ever since we were kids, she's

her voice cracking in desperation to prove her innocence, which softened

from the next class went off to a motel, got caught by the teacher, and parents of both of you were called in. Oh, that memory sticks because I was the one who tipped off

that, Quintessa teasingly winked

the truth behind it made Miranda tremble with

think? Oh, and in your junior year of high school, you shacked up with that basketball player from your class for two months until his parents kicked you out of the apartment. I didn't get any of that wrong, did I? You should thank me for that one-I was the one who took

and with her emotions like gunpowder all night, easily ignited without her parents to calm her, Miranda exploded, screaming, "Quintessa, I'll

miscarriage and bled heavily. I was the one who gave her the blood transfusion. That was