Abigail Paez Novels & Stories

I tried to ignore them, but Josephene leaned toward the woman beside her and said, “She probably practiced for years just to impress him. It seems that this was all part of her plan. She somehow built her way to get here.” “Impress who?” I asked, and the room shifted. “The Alpha,” Josephene said with a smile that was too sweet to be innocent. I stared at her. “Because obviously the first thing I thought as a child learning piano was that one day I would be sold into a stranger’s estate and need to impress him,” I said, and a few girls laughed. Josephene’s smile faded, and Helena turned to face us. “Do we have a problem?” she asked. “No,” I said, though the tension in the room did not disappe

It was, however, the truth. "ACE, yes, ACE." She muttered to herself as she struggled out of the big tangles of her blanket. There was this almost irresistible urge to fall back and lie there till her brain suggested it's had enough hibernation to go for the day. She tottered towards her wardrobe and pulled out a plain white shirt and a red skirt to match, then the articles flashed in her mind, she wasn't an ordinary PA anymore — at least that was how it appeared to be. She knew she had to put additional effort into her looks. Her mind wavered from topic to topic to people — Sean, for example — what reasonable explanation has she to offer when clearly he was the one who appointed her for tha

“Okay, but if you don’t tell me what you are, that means nothing to me.” Mr Patrick frowned and asked, “Have you not spoken to your mate? I think you need to.” “We’ve been busy.” And then her cheeks coloured because she remembered they all knew what she had been busy doing. “I’m Fae, Ava,” Mr Patrick said. She still didn’t know what that was. “You won’t find any mention of us in the books in your library because Oskar Hansson eradicated most of us when he first formed the Council. Ask Ezekiel to explain.”

We sat down and I made sure to sit next to Adrian. "Last time we saw you, you were an ordinary girl, now look at you, the First Lady of Harlow," Elizabeth added. "And she's excelling at her new job, she's loved by everyone," Adrian said and reached for my hand under the table. I loved this man. "I'm doing my best, I don't want to let anybody down," I finally said something. "She has also proven to be strong when it comes to her abilities," Evelyn added. "She can now turn it off, protect others, and protect herself."

I felt the hair on my arms prickle as he began to tell us how we'd be paired off for basic sparring, "Today I want you to focus on instinct, and we'll focus on form in the coming weeks. I encourage you to seek practice time on your own. Clarice and I will be making rounds and correcting your stance. Alright, partner up!" I made my way down to the main field. I'd been paired with a girl from Kronos, Leah, she was a lot taller than me but her frame was thin and pointy. I recognized her from the exercise yesterday, and remembered how quickly she had dodged the ball. We smiled and shook hands, both raising our fists and swaying on our toes.

The date got canceled and Ava seemed unapologetic about it. And now, it happened again. This time, she seemed to regret it more than the first one. Liam was rich, good-looking, cool, responsible and they seemed to share the same faith. He fitted into the shoes of her dream man She felt bad but what could she do? Perhaps, they weren’t meant to be, so she thought. She left her book and grabbed her sketch pad and a pencil and started drawing on it. When she was satisfied, she decided to sleep

I finally said that I would and now we were on our way to Paris, to meet up with her at her condo. She was my grandfather's sister, Eliza Brinx, she was a fashion icon and the most adnired family member in the Brinx line of work, she was the prettiest woman I've ever seen in all my life, even at the age of fifty, Eliza was a remarkable being, she was a model and also an entrepreneur. She was my favorite person in the entire world. "Why do I allow you to take me out of the US?" Elijah asks, scanning the busy streets once we got out of the car, outside of Eliza's condo building.

If I hadn’t seen what I’ve seen and done what I’ve done. She leads me down the hall from her daughter’s room to her own, and on the way, Taylor tells me all about her mate, Cyrus, who is also the beta of Reid’s pack. Apparently the adjustment to parenthood has been rough on both of them, but Cyrus has stepped up more than she ever expected him to. Her hazel eyes light up when she talks about her mate, her wavy shoulder-length honey brown hair bouncing as she speaks animatedly.

"Papa, I want to introduce our guest" Lissie Wright calls out for the man whose back is on them. "Yes, Lissie doll? Excuse me and my daughter is here" They watch the man graciously excuse himself from his company before walking towards them. "Papa, meet Dr. Abigail Marie Fuentebella Sandoval. A neurosurgeon at the age of twenty-eight" Lissie, with an expectant look fixed on the man she called Papa, introduced Abby.

" Dr.Bill Carson shouted at her, he was unable to control his anger. Abigail stood there without opening her mouth. Abigail Grace was a junior Edaphology Scientist in Vasily Vasil'evich Dokuchaev Research center at Saint Petersburg in the Country Calista. And also the mysterious CEO of AG Agro Groups Pvt. Ltd. But no one knew about her being the CEO of the aforementioned company. She didn't reveal it since she wanted to live a normal life and not the busy CEO's life.