Novels by MAYREE

ALESSANDRELe Dorna Restaurant was definitely one for the books. Its amber chandeliers reflected light across white-linen tables, every crystal cup reflecting back a hundred fractured faces. Power and hunger hummed beneath the chamber-music soundtrack, soft enough to lull a fool.I wasn’t a fool though. Not after everything I’d suffered.Matteo and I had come here to get much needed information. But to the public eye, we were just two well-to-do men, having a meal at an obnoxiously grand establishment.Matteo’s text buzzed against my hip before I’d even finished my first glass of Barolo.Matteo: Hallway. Now.I smiled graciously in apology to the waiter who was holding up the menu for me, though I felt none. Matteo leaned against the corridor wall outside the wine cellar, his arms folded tightly across his chest. His usual half-smile was absent."They're voting tonight," he declared curtly. "Vivienne and Benjamin. They've been quietly wooing investors all week. Once they get two more

OPHELIAI’d always been a fan of the smell of rain. Today, I smelt the storm before the rain came.The wind tugged on the penthouse curtains like agitated fingers drumming against the glass. Charlotte stood beside me with laptop open, the light making her skin glow silver."I found out something," she said in a low voice. "Phoenix funneled all the leaks through an obsolete Regent server, Alessandre's old place. Someone either still has his credentials…or he's sharing them himself."Shivers broke out on my skin. "What?""You heard me,” she continued, tapping away on the keys. “The trail is clean and deliberate. Whoever is doing this is very familiar with Regent."Thunder rumbled overhead, the sound ironically highlighting the shitty situation we were currently in. I heard three hard knocks at the door but stalled before I decided to answer it.Charlotte's eyebrows rose. "And cue the fallen king."I moved toward the door and opened it. Alessandre blocked the doorway, rain-drenched hair,

OPHELIAI’d always been a fan of the smell of rain. Today, I smelt the storm before the rain came.The wind tugged on the penthouse curtains like agitated fingers drumming against the glass. Charlotte stood beside me with laptop open, the light making her skin glow silver."I found out something," she said in a low voice. "Phoenix funneled all the leaks through an obsolete Regent server, Alessandre's old place. Someone either still has his credentials…or he's sharing them himself."Shivers broke out on my skin. "What?""You heard me,” she continued, tapping away on the keys. “The trail is clean and deliberate. Whoever is doing this is very familiar with Regent."Thunder rumbled overhead, the sound ironically highlighting the shitty situation we were currently in. I heard three hard knocks at the door but stalled before I decided to answer it.Charlotte's eyebrows rose. "And cue the fallen king."I moved toward the door and opened it. Alessandre blocked the doorway, rain-drenched hair,

ALESSANDRELe Dorna Restaurant was definitely one for the books. Its amber chandeliers reflected light across white-linen tables, every crystal cup reflecting back a hundred fractured faces. Power and hunger hummed beneath the chamber-music soundtrack, soft enough to lull a fool.I wasn’t a fool though. Not after everything I’d suffered.Matteo and I had come here to get much needed information. But to the public eye, we were just two well-to-do men, having a meal at an obnoxiously grand establishment.Matteo’s text buzzed against my hip before I’d even finished my first glass of Barolo.Matteo: Hallway. Now.I smiled graciously in apology to the waiter who was holding up the menu for me, though I felt none. Matteo leaned against the corridor wall outside the wine cellar, his arms folded tightly across his chest. His usual half-smile was absent."They're voting tonight," he declared curtly. "Vivienne and Benjamin. They've been quietly wooing investors all week. Once they get two more

OPHELIAPRESENTI couldn’t sleep.For a long part of the night, I stared out through my windows, watching the city lights and the night sky. The darkness had begun to lift little bit, but it wasn’t light outside yet. I’d been watching it for hours, my knees drawn to my chest as I rested my forehead against the cool glass of the window. Sleep hadn’t so much as flirted with me the entire night and I was staring to feel the effects.“Okay,” a voice said behind me, soft but firm. “This is officially creepy.”I turned and watched Charlotte step in wearing her trademark plaid pajama pants and a Bite Me hoodie. She carried two steaming mugs and a frown that reminded me how much she knew me and why I couldn’t exactly sleep."You haven't moved from here all night, have you?" she said, setting the mugs on the side table. "Your eyes are doing that murder-glitter thing again.""I'm fine," I lied, not in the mood to be truthful today."Sure." She settled beside me on the couch, tucking one leg un

OPHELIAI was getting sick and tired of Luna and Remi consantly hovering around me, and I was going to blow if someone didn’t take them away from me.Remi managed to walk beside me, wearing her trademark sweet and venomous smile."So," she purred, "you're the girl. The experiment."I blinked. "Excuse me?"She tilted her head. "That's what we're going to call you. His experiment. To know if the king can turn a lab mouse into a queen."Charlotte choked over her drink. "Ha ha,” she said aftershe’d recomposed herself. I thought experiments required brains. I guess you're still fallig short of that, Remi."Remi's eyes narrowed at Charlotte.Alessandre returned right at the moment she was about to let out anotherscathing remark, saving her from my nails in her eyes. His hand stroked my back. It was subtle, but not quite enough to reduce the effect his touch had on me. "Let's go for a walk," he whispered, taking me away before Charlotte could follow through on her threat to splash Remi with