Abigail Jones Novels & Stories

"This is Abigail!" Abigail quickly went up to them. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Nimone!" Nimone smiled as he gave Abigail a hug. "Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Zane! You're so pretty. You're the prettiest Chrysalian woman I've ever seen." Abigail wanted to explain again. "You're mistaken, Mr. Nimone. I'm Mr. Zane's assistant, Abigail Renee. I'm not his wife, Abigail Renee. We just share the same name."

Abigail's POV My name is Abigail Jones, I'm 21 years old. I have brown eyes and plump lips. Here I am sitting in church with a forced smile on my face as I watch my mom getting married to someone who is not my dad. Don't get me wrong, I am happy for her but the problem is the man she is getting married to has a son and he has been a pain in my ass since grade school.

Girls sitting there started leaving muttering to themselves for losing the opportunity of meeting the handsome CEO. *** James handed over a file to Hunter Levisay, “This has got everything on Abigail Mason. But I will tell you the summary, sir.” Hunter was going through the pages when his assistant started telling him, “Abigail is 22. Used to live with her stepmom and sister after her father’s demise. She was about to get married to her childhood sweetheart but he cheated on her and was found with her stepsister in a very … umm … indecent condition.

Abigail's p. O. V; I'm Abigail Hopper, and I don't have a mother, raised by my father. I have an aunt and a cousin named Cleo. Got bullied in middle school for bad mouthing against werewolves. New transfer student to Westchester high. This is what everyone knows about me so far. but there's another identity for me which no one knows except me.

I picked it up on the second ring. “Abigail, there's someone here to see Mr. Jones,” the voice I assumed to be May, one of the receptionists said. I tilted my head confused as he was not expecting anyone today. “What is her name and does she have an appointment with him?” I asked “She has refused to give us her name. She said she Is the boss's wife,” I felt a sudden ache in my chest when I heard that. What wife is that? His wife is right here. I'm right here. “Hold on, I'll let Er...Mr. Jones know and get back to you,” I composed myself and said.

Steven pulled her all the way inside the designing team and shoved her to stand facing the chief manager, Clara, who was 29 years old and known as the beauty queen of the KYEO company. "She is the person I talked about." Steven informed her before commenting to confused Abby, "Introduce yourself." "Huh?" Abby flashed perplexity towards Steven. Leaving a sigh, Steven took charge of introducing her to Clara. "Her name is Abigail, and she is a she is a final year student. She's going to work here as an intern. I want you to be her senior."

She laughed cynically. "Wait….. you're planning to……?" Matilda was slowly connecting the dots. "Miguel never rejected Vivian and Vivian never rejected Miguel too. They are still true mates with a real mate-bond." Abigail laughed to herself. Her plan was finally back on track and she couldn't be happier. She was The mistress of conspiracy, Abigail could manipulate absolutely anything into her favour. "Get ready, Matilda. It's about time I paid a visit to my stepdaughter."

Most especially, Abi who had that delicate and attractive beauty. "Hi there, can I speak?" Abi froze. 'Did she find out?' Abigail pulled out a small smile and then walked away with her without anything to spare. And before then, she had found a way to bring back her scent in which she canceled so in case something happens Zeres would come for her. "Hi, am Vanessa are you a new witch?" Abigail slightly laughed. "No, I am not. I might have that look but am not. Actually, am human."

"You think I'm as foolish as the people around you? That I can't tell whether a woman is good enough for me? To me, Junia is the best partner I could ever ask for. Now, who gave you the nerve to slander her?" I looked at the three of them, each wearing a different expression, and said indifferently, "I'll say it only once. My name is Junia Jensen now. Abigail Grant died five years ago. "I never wanted to have anything to do with you people again, but this time, you were the ones who came looking for trouble. "Not only did you humiliate me, but you also terrorized my daughter. Did you really think I was still the same helpless woman from five years ago, someone you could do whatever you wante

he asked politely. Abigail nodded softly. She went back inside to get her bag, locked the door with the spare key, then settled into the front passenger seat beside Jasper. “Is everything all right?” Jasper asked, breaking the silence, driven purely by curiosity. This was only the second time they had been alone in the same car without Mark, and Jasper found himself wanting to establish a warmer line of communication with the woman. From the brief conversations they had shared during their several encounters, Jasper had already gathered that Abigail was no ordinary woman. Her appearance was undeniably simple, but there was something strikingly different about her character, gestures, and way