Claudia Maupin Novels & Stories

“I didn’t know you had visitors.” “It’s quite alright,” Bernard said, gesturing them closer. “In fact, I wanted to introduce you to our guest, Noah.” “This is Lady Claudia James,” Bernard continued. “She is the eldest daughter of Earl James of Moonglade.” Ophelia looked closely and that’s when she noticed the sweet sugary smell in the air. Claudia is an Omega. It explained her extreme beauty and warm gentle aura around her. Ophelia stole a glance at Noah through the corner of her eyes and the man seemed unphased.

"Marco, are you doing? get that video out of the internet." Claudia flared up angrily. "Contact the blogs, everyone who published it. if they don't bring it down in the next minutes, kill them all." She yelled. Almost looking like a mad woman. She had just seen the video. It had so many views and more were coming. The comments weren't friendly. "Yes ma'am, I'm on it." He replied and left hurriedly. Maria cried out loudly, she looked pale, her makeup smeared all over her face. Her mascara gave her natural dark circles. Her hair was messed up.

Eric responded, casting a fleeting glance towards Cat. Claudia caught sight of this look and swiftly redirected the gun back towards Cat. “Still worried about your little brood mare?” Claudia taunted, waving the gun menacingly in Cat’s direction. “What did you ever see in this slut? Or are you only marrying her because of the babies? I could take care of that problem for you.”

Maite’s fingers flew across her keyboard, each click of the mouse a tiny hammer blow against the wall of secrecy surrounding the Clintons. She devoured every article, every blog post, every snippet of information she could find online about Hilaire Clinton. Her search history became a testament to her growing obsession: "Hilaire Clinton contact information," "Hilaire Clinton public appearances," even "Hilaire Clinton favorite charities" – she was desperate for any avenue that would lead her to him.

he ranted angrily. Claudia is worried about her daughter Laura who is in a lot of pain. She had hoped things would improve between Laura and her partner Daniel, but instead, they seem to be getting worse. Claudia is upset that Laura is confined to the house and feels like she is in prison. She decides to go and see her daughter, but her husband Mr. Markson is unsure whether it's the right time. Claudia is frustrated and asks if there's a better time to go. Eventually, Claudia dresses up and leaves to see Laura, who is currently living with Daniel.

Thank you" Yeah. Seeing what I saw three days later made me surprised, to say the least. Claudia wasn't even Camilla's biological mother? Her father had been cheating on her late mother with Claudia before she died. Prick of a man. I thought. And Camilla had a calm and kind personality? That was what the paper I was looking at, said. Her Stepmom really did justice to her personality before me, I must say. Several other things were In the file I held in my hands, but one last thing caught my eyes. She was the Anonymous founder of Claire's foundation for the Orphan?!!

Everyone turns her gaze toward the entrance. Everyone's gaze follows the magnificent, beautiful voice of a woman, who suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The sound of a champagne glass being clinked echoed all over the place. Mrs.Copper glare at her Daughter-In-Law who causes this. A smile appears on beautiful lips. In silence, her black high heel boots make a sound when she starts walking her layered caramel open-wave hair bouncing in the air, The coffee brown ribbed bodycon midi dress perfectly defines her slim curved body. She had a very thin layer of makeup and light pink lipstick which gave her a glowy nature makeup look.

In Love With The Maid Onyido, Joy Ijeoma THE MAID SERIES (Book 1) This novel is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, to real people, living or dead; or to real locales are intended to give the fiction a sense of reality and authenticity. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and their resemblance, if any, to real-life counterparts is entirely coincidental. DEDICATION

She waved her hand in a gesture to chase us out of the house, making us laugh. "This will be fun". Rhea squealed. "First time I'm having a girls day". She announced, skipping happily. I laughed at her reaction. We left the house for her car. She hit the road as soon as we got in. We sang along to Sweet but psycho by Ava Max, playing from the car stereo. "Where are we going?". I asked through the blasting music. "You know the salon owned by Damon right?". She asked, eyes focused on the road.