Debbie Mathers Novels & Stories

“Yes!” Elson agreed and nodded. At the same time, he swept glances at Debra. “I heard that she is the Artemis Sect’s Sect Master. She is a talented genius from the Great East.” Elson could not help but swallow some saliva. One could say that Debra was a beautiful woman that one could rarely see. Even the loose prison clothes did not hide her alluring figure. Then, Elson’s eyes brightened. He said, “This is a good time for drinking. However, it would be better if Debra could dance for us.”

She closed the door and slowly approached the table. “Mom, this is Debbie Davis. She’s—” “Bobby and Marjorie’s adorable granddaughter,” she finished for him as she eyed the child. “Debbie, this is Claire Michelson, my mother.” “It’s nice to meet you,” Debbie said in a ladylike tone. “And it is an absolute pleasure meeting you,” his mother oozed as she studied Debbie. Oh no. Dear God, if you have ever thought about answering a prayer from me, please answer this one. Don’t let my mother, of all people see what I see in Debbie.

She had striking features, though the smooth tightness of her skin hinted at a face-lift. “Now, don’t you fret, dear. I can vouch for my Matty here. He’s a fine man. An extremely professional.” “Deborah’s my biggest fan, as well as one of my top advisors. If ever I have a problem, she’s there to help me work it out.” Deborah waved her ring-studded hand in the air. “I was in the business long before you came into this world, Matty.” She winked at Mackenzie. “I know all the ins and outs.”

“But Ayla, I can’t stand this pain. I feel like my skin is burning. Please, please, give me the suppressant.” Ayla felt torn. She knew Debbie had always dreamed of meeting her true mate, her destined mate. Debbie was now twenty-one and still waiting, unlike some women who found their mates at eighteen. Debbie had kept herself pure for him, whoever he was. Debbie curled up on the bed, her nails scratching at her own skin. Red marks appeared where she scratched, and her crying grew louder. “Ayla, it hurts so bad!” she cried out.

Eric beams and holds up his hadn for Debbie to high-five, and I continue to stand off to the side dumbfounded. “They were!” Debbie confirms. “No one saw it coming, some people shouted out from the audience,” Debbie says, relishing in her limelight. I try to see it from her perspective and it’s easy to see why she’s so happy. For once she isn’t just known as the sick girl. Debbie proved that she can be a wolf just like her peers, that she’s strong and healthy like them. The other side is that I will also continue to be the talk of the town. After the videos of me leaving the airport went viral, it basically became confirmed that I am the Alpha’s Luna and Debbie is our offspring.

she smiled. "It is perfect," Trevor remarked. "I'm glad I didn't disappoint," the Matron smiled, beaming with pride. Taking another gulp, Trevor set down the drink. "So, where's Debbie? What's going on with her?" "Hmm," the Matron sighed, and her demeanor morphed into one that connoted sadness and some sort of disappointment. "My predecessor was a great woman. A great Matron. For years, she ran this place with great passion. Until she didn't."

Since returning to the Ellenstein Villa District, Patricia had kept a vigilant eye on online developments. She saw the video as soon as it was released. Moreover, the moment of Debbie being discarded at the mall entrance was also captured and uploaded online, though her identity was concealed with mosaic. The hospital quickly issued a statement about her situation, declaring that she had been stripped of all her duties and that her future actions would have no connection to the institution. Not long ago, Debbie, the rising star of the medical world, had shone brightly for only a few days before plummeting like a meteor, shattering completely.

Emma can't wait. "Don't get Snape, what else Voldemort!" Debbie can't imagine what it would be like if their supervisor was one of the killer teachers. Where the subject is math. “What if our room does not have a supervisor?” Saying Kia doesn't make sense. “Then it's cool!" Debbie said, As always a victim of Kia's ineptitude. “Fool, it is impossible!!” Someone chirps behind Debbie. “Who talk to you, Eric! Get lost." Said Debbie sarcastically. It's always easy to get emotional when she hears or sees Eric's face.

She pretends to be strong, but she’s just as easy to read as the rest. At least… that’s what I thought. The car pulls into the estate. Mathew is already waiting. He opens the door for me. “Talk,” I say as I walk inside. “Madam Cece arrived earlier for fittings with Ms. Diana. Ms. Debbie and Ms. Lilly joined them and invited Madam Cece for dinner. They are all at the table now.” I smirk. Interesting. Diana despises being around Debbie. Or maybe she despises how effortlessly Debbie fits into my world. Either way, the tension is intoxicating.