Danielle Marsh Novels & Stories

“The milk is ready,” Josh said as he sat beside his wife. Jasmine lifted the glass and said, “Seren believes in Zachary. She recognized the woman in the picture. She said it was the daughter of Daniels Group. The woman’s name is Jenna Daniels. “That woman is so shameless. Zachary and Seren are having their wedding in a month. They’ve gotten their marriage license for a year. Wiltspoonians aside, anyone in contact with your company knows that Zachary is married and even spoils his wife a lot.

Petite, sharp-browed, curly bob, wearing a blue blazer over jeans that made her look simple and classy at the same time. “Hi,” she said, sticking out a hand. “Tara Mendes. Admin manager. I sit over in logistics but get roped into helping with the executive circus more than I’d like to admit.” I shook her hand, grateful for the kindness. “Anita Marshals” I replied. “Second day. First deep regret.” She laughed. “Yeah, it’s a lot. Liam Grey is a genius, but he’s well. Let’s just say you’ll need a second brain, a spine of steel, and enough self-control not to throw a laptop at the wall.”

“Oh, I don’t. That’s Mrs. Hamilton’s department.” Danielle looked around at the odd looks being cast in her direction while Knox was busy discussing something with Maddox. “This is Danielle Hartford, a special friend. She runs a matrimonial agency, Happy Matchmakers,” said Andrea while Danielle flushed with color at the attention. All the others gasped with surprise as if they would all love to seek her help. “Wow! Where were you all my life?” asked Eros, sitting beside her. “I’m Eros, by the way. Are you taken?” Although he said the last part in a whisper, it was enough to infuriate Knox.

At his side was Aria, quiet strength in her posture, eyes sharp with understanding the moment they landed on Lia. Lia stiffened. “You invited… guests?” “I invited perspective,” I said. Dominic’s gaze flicked between us, then he smirked. “You look exactly like I expected. And you, Marcel are wrong about my wife not being feral. She just hides it well in front of guests.” Aria glared at Dominic who smirked as he wrapped his arm around her and kissed her forehead. Lia blinked. “Excuse me? What the hell is going on here?”

I brought out my phone, clicking on a familiar chat room which belonged to Marceline. [Where's her next destination?] [Abandoned building, F-150 block B.] - She replied without a moment delay. I smiled briefly, finally getting the address before dashing out of the set room.

She looked like a miniature doll and was dressed in a pastel pink dress with a jacket draped over her small frame. "Clara, say hi. This is Danielle's Mother, Mrs Marshall." "Hi, Mrs Marshall," The girl greeted shyly, ducking her face. I smiled at her, glancing down at Danielle who was just staring unblinkingly at the girl. "Come on," I nudged her forward softly, making her stand in front of Clara. Danielle exhaled, a sigh that sounded like a breath of exasperation, "I'm sorry." She stepped back after she said that and pressed her lips into a thin line.

Her chest felt tight, each heartbeat hammering with grief and fury. The city lights blurred past as she lost herself in the streets, her mind spinning with betrayal and heartbreak. Turning into a quiet, almost deserted section of Beverly Hills, Danielle’s eyes caught movement ahead. A familiar figure stepped out of a small, upscale restaurant—Charlotte Warper, the British head manager of the Whitmore household. Her heart clenched. The woman who had orchestrated Harris and Amy’s contract marriage, the one who had stolen Harris from her, even indirectly. Beside Charlotte was a striking young woman Danielle recognized—Martha Skylar, the assistant Charlotte had brought to Blackspire.

It was calm and peaceful but almost like a whisper like there was something stuck in the speaker's throat making their voice come out as if, along with white noise. The both of them turned around to the speaker, it was none other than Jelena Savage herself! The Coalition Chieftess of the Als race!

I kept going in my thoughts until I felt someone slap my arm. “Earth to Damian. What had you so deep in thought?” Marshall, my second in command, asks. “Sorry just going back in time after the incident a few weeks ago,” I told him. Yeah, we all had flashbacks when the girls merged on some of our people a few weeks ago after we attacked them. My guys and I ran once we realized what was going to happen. We got the fuck out of there. However, we did see some of the other girls that travelled with the goddesses. I had seen Bryn and Alexis before. The three of us were the other three and fuck; they were gorgeous. I had heard of them but had never seen them. Daniylla, Jailynn, and Leah.

I say, waving my phone in the air. “We're invited?” He sounds surprised, I don't blame him. I'm surprised too, but the thing is, I trust Caleb, he never disappoints. “Never underestimate the power of a woman, Mr. Domino "he tilted his head back and laughed, I like his laugh. He should laugh more often, it makes him beautiful. Shame, he's carrying it 6 feet. “Duly Noted, ma'am,” he says with a grin. Oh, this will be fun. I can't wait!!