Dear Meredith Novels & Stories

She wondered if the lunch meeting had to do with the hockey designs. Meredith shrugged, got out of her white beamer, and headed up the sidewalk to her uncle’s office. When she opened the door the secretary, and paralegal and pretty much everything else in the office other than the lawyer which her uncle was, held up her finger noting that she would be right with her. “Hello, Meredith. It’s always nice to see you. And goodness don’t you look fancy,” The woman said in her nasally voice as she put the phone back on the receiver.

Thanks, Meredith! * THE END *

“But I think I can handle making myself proper.” “I don’t expect much from the improper,” Meredith murmurs. She squares her shoulders. “Whatever power you think you have here, you need to let go of the notion. You are nothing but a whore that the Second Prince took pity on. You are not even half the woman that his chosen mate is. So the sooner you accept that, the sooner we can all stop pretending.” She scowls at me and leaves my room. I can’t take this anymore. Meredith is rude, disgusting, and she makes it her mission to belittle me. Leaving my room, I almost end up on the floor when I collide with Ansel’s broad chest in the entryway of the den. He catches me mid-fall.

The other girls at the table were listening intently, and I felt a sense of pride in myself. I sat down, feeling confident and proud of my introduction. I had made a strong impression, and I was determined to continue impressing the Prince throughout the evening. Meredith spoke next "Good evening, your highness. I am Meredith, a simple girl with a big dream. I come from a small village in the countryside, where I learned to appreciate the beauty of nature and the importance of hard work. I am here today to show you that I am not only beautiful but also smart, ambitious and capable. I hope to prove myself worthy of your love and affection."

“No.” She looked as though she was about to say something else, but my face must’ve told her that I was interested in small talks and she hummed instead, as though she was amused. Just as I twirled another forkful of pasta, the door creaked open again. Meredith. I swallowed hard. I really wanted this to be a peaceful day. She was dressed like she was about to go to court. Sleek pencil skirt, tight bun, and those heels that could stab a man through the heart.

"I feel pathetic pining over a man. I thought I had learned my lesson years ago not to let a man be the center of my world. Looks like it didn't sink in the first time." "So, let's take a break. We have two more months with Max here to watch the shop. Shoot, maybe we can just shut down for a few days and take him with us. He would love to go on some of our trips. The kid is crazy smart." Meredith offered. "You had fun when we met all those Fae last week. What if I told you that I know where we can find actual mermaids?" "Are you serious?" I perked up, the excitement outweighing the heartache. I needed to move on, and if I could take my mind off of Demetri, even if it was just for a few days…

"Sorry about that, Tony. I've just always been afraid of thunderstorms since I was a child, and it was too dark in the room… I was really too scared to stay by myself." "It's alright. I'm here. You don't have to be afraid," I said, patting her on her back. "By the way, what's your mom doing out during a thunderstorm like this?" Meredith pouted and said, "I don't know either. Maybe she's out on a business trip or something." After that, she went back to her room and fell asleep. I was tired after working the entire day and decided to take a relaxing shower in the bathroom.

"I__I was only six when I first met and…… started to serve you. You were beautiful, you always seemed…… sad and detached because your mother died and you barely talked to anyone. You were…..q really cold to me at first but you eventually warmed up. You were my first friend…….. I've always adored you, ever since the day I met you. I've always wanted to tell you that I love……" Meredith trailed off and released a heavy gasp before finally succumbing to her injuries. Her eyes closed and her head fell back heavily against Norn's thigh. The entire room was silent, the whole thing feeling so surreal. Norn's piercing scream suddenly rented the air as she started to cry uncontrollably.

"Aunt Clara, Emma is indeed using her power to bully others. I have met her before. She relies on the fact that she is doted on by Archie and has no regard for others. She really hates it." "Sigh, forget it. Why are you talking about this? It is all because of Grafton young mistress? Ever since I married Ferdie, I have been in the Cold Palace. Old Master didn't see me in the Palace, but Archie mocked me. I really regret getting married." Aunt Clara had an aggrieved expression on her face. "Aunt Clara, if I were Archie's wife, I would definitely try my best to get closer to you. After all, we are family." Helena's eyes flashed with shrewdness, as if she had said it casually.

Added a man who bears some similarities to Bohden, crossing his hands on his chest. "And how the hell could you summon us? A mere human!" Leaned down at her a beautiful lady. "Summon? what? Wait, what the hell are you all talking about?" Her mind was all over places already and these weird people who have popped out of blue were worsening her condition. And what's with the people of this house treating others like garbage and like they aren't human? They act like they aren't themselves too!. The older lady snatched the stopwatch from her in light speed startling her, "I think she is a lousy maid who was overstepping her boundaries by coming to this room" the glare she sent to her made her fu