Abigail Wolf Novels & Stories

I tried my best not to speak as if Abigail wasn't a bad person that she was influenced, but it was going so good the questions were coming in so intensely that made me mess up the evidence and that witnesses there ready and it wasn't looking good on Abigail's end but looking at her she seemed as if she didn't care. "Abigail Mabel you are hereby sentenced to 2 years in prison for the planning and assisting of a fail murder attempt of Julia Watson," stated the judge as she hit her gavel onto the desk. Out of the corner of my eye, I could feel the intensity of the gaze I was getting from Abigail that I could tell she officially hated me.

Abigail Elle was a genius, barely in her twenties, and had already finished both high school and university ahead of her peers. She was such a prodigy a director at the company had scouted her right after graduation. According to the information in the file, Elle had been the unsung hero behind many of the successful deals that Conrad had closed. She’d done all the heavy lifting, and then Conrad would swoop in at the last minute, taking the credit, making sure his name was the one attached to everything. She was the one behind half of the Remington Group’s successful mergers this quarter, if the internal reports Roxy gave me were anything to go by. The workhorse behind Conrad’s polished triu

Abigail cleared her throat and went on to narrate her history with Marcel, from his donation of sperm to the fact that she indeed paid him to be her husband, and did not leave out the part that she's now in love with him. To Abigail's surprised her grandmother remained calm through out her confessions, she knew her grandmother being so calm was definitely not a good sign. "Okay.. I have heard everything you have to say. I'm sure you do know that the executives board members are calling for a board meeting, topic of the day; Abigail’s Weston dismissal." Abigail stood up on her feet abruptly, "No! They can't do that. I practically saved that company from the ruins my father left it in. I made

"I'm your dog!" At Rhena's words, Abigail's laughter bubbled up. The woman seemed satisfied with her current work. "Take care of this woman until Alpha and Beta Esther arrive. Remember, don't let go!" Without waiting for a response from the two omegas, Abigail walked out of the old warehouse. Her steps went straight to the battle ground she had left behind. Her gaze swept across the Castle's messy front lawn. The green grass had turned red from the blood the opposing wolves had spilled.

Just then, Kayla walked downstairs and the oldest council member, Alpha Sial, begins, "Okay. Let's get started. First, we need to let you and Kayla know that you two are not the ones on trial here. Everything you tell us will be held in extreme confidence. If any of us, including Alpha Damien, reveals any information you give us to anyone outside of this council, we can be put to death. That is how seriously we take our job" Kayla and I nod, and he continues, "You have already shown that you, Kayla, are a special wolf, but what about you, Abby?" I replied, "My wolf is a special wolf," then Kayla has to add, "She's more special than me! She is a direct descendent of the Moon Goddess. I am ass

Her head whipped so fast and she looked at me like I was some kind of an alien. "You're kidding right?" She looked at me with doubt. I nervously smiled and shook my head. "I am not. I never had a boyfriend." I cleared out. "What?" Sarah looked like she couldn't process what I said. Was it a crime to not have a boyfriend or not have a Hickie? "Arabella—" before she could say another word, the professor walked in and everyone quietened down. "This is not over." She warned me playfully before concentrating on the front where the professor stood handing out sheets of our essays. —

Abigail bit her lip and managed only a faint smile, choosing silence over defense. “So what exactly are you doing here?” Akira asked, shifting his gaze to her. “I’m the secretary of the new chief designer who organized this event. Of course, I have to follow her instructions,” Abigail replied softly. “Chloe?” Akira blinked. “You’re her secretary? Edward never mentioned that to me.” “Chloe?” Laylah repeated, her eyes widening as she looked from her husband to Abigail. The name hung in the air like a spark before fire.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.

her mother asks. "For experience" Amelia answered. Her parents looked at each other and then smiled. "I see. Well, if you want to do it both your mother and I don't have any objections" "What? Really?" "Of course. Just stay away from men while you're there. Men are wolves" her father said and Amelia laughs. "What are you saying. Does that mean you're a wolf too?" Her mother says and laughs. "Wha-well, except me. I'm the only exception"

Leashed at her feet was the Ambbuttador to Wolve Empire: the werewolve who’d once belonged to mother. The Ambbuttador was barely more than a teenager and a pretty Alpha with neat strawberry blond hair. Just like last time, he was dressed in only a pair of panties, although for variety now they were pink silk. Yep, Isabella respected the ambbuttadorial position. I knew that she wouldn’t believe me, but her mistake was to think that she could continue to treat the wolves with such disrespect without consequences. She was terrified of them and yet didn’t know how to do more than shame or hurt them.