Dipper Mabel Novels & Stories

“No. I swear that those pictures don’t represent who I really am. I, I didn’t know when and how they were taken.” “How could you not think that something like this could’ve be used against you when you became my Luna?” I was almost raising my voice. “I am sorry. I will tell you everything about it. It was… a part of my past that I’d buried a long time ago.” “If you want to clear this mess, you better tell me everything and do not leave a single detail out because this is not a small type of scandal.” “I will tell you,” Mabel said, wiping her tears with the back of her hand as she began narrating the story. “I was 15 years old then, and it was my first and only night in the brothel. I never w

Nathan repeated, puzzled. “Yes! It’s a small village with many festivals and master took me to their spring festival, their biggest festival! It was magical, Nathan! The people were jolly and welcoming, streets filled with local cuisines, sweets, colourful masks, beer, wine, ale, dancing, and music! They even have a magical flower called the Sundrop that blooms once a year.! It almost didn’t bloom, but I fixed it with a little water! Also, I met another lunari omega with a cute name, Luck! I’ve never seen master so relaxed.” Sarang’s voice bubbled with excitement as he recalled the adventure. “You went with father? Oh... I am a little regretful I couldn’t experience New Borough with you.” Na

Don threatened. ********** Mabel ran down the stairs while Alex Banks carried her luggage. She wore a black polka dot flare dress with a headband on her hair complementing her outfit. She jumped in her pink slippers like a child. She was in her late 20's but she looked like an eighteen year old teenage. She was always looking bright and smiling. The servants watched how Alex Banks carried her luggage outside the door and Mabel followed behind. Alex Banks put her luggage in the trunk and closed it.

Mabel ‘s trembling fingers caught it and he pulled her to him. “Hush, sweetheart. I won’t hurt you. I promise.” He continued crooning to her until her trembling subsided. “Please tell me why, Mabel.'' Mabel shook her head and slowly walked towards the window and stared out as far as her eyes could see. She wanted so much to tell him but something is stopping her. Deciding that she’d rather stroll even with her heels, she asked Devlin to accompany her. Disappointed that she won’t trust him yet, he obliged her. When she was about to slip on her heels, his eyes caught his extra pair of flip flops. Though they were quite large for her feet, at least they were more comfortable. Maybe they can fin

Maybe if she had been born human, the her life wouldn't be that hard. *** Mabel knelt in front of the wolf goddess statue and made several bills in prayer, whilst waiting for the shrine keeper whom she had come to see to show up. It was rare to see Mabel visit a shrine, since she had one herself back at home. But the reason for which you had come was beyond what she could fathom, and the only one she knew could give her an explanation was our childhood friend, Diana, who has been ordained a shrine keeper since she was sixteen. it was obvious the problem Mabel had come seeking a solution to—Aria.

Real laughter this time, not the small careful kind. Mabel Finch had been watching from a table near the window. Mabel worked in the marketing department on the seventh floor. She was small and had bright orange hair and had been Briar's best friend since they were twelve, which meant she had also been watching Vivienne Thorne operate for three years with the particular attention of someone who recognized a pattern and could not get anyone else to see it. She set down her tray and walked over. "You were in the control room this morning," Mabel said. She was looking directly at Vivienne. "Before the lunch rush. I saw you go in."

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I clenched my fists tightly. How cruel but then the thought hit me hard. Damian must be a lot of trouble by now. I am sure he is not really fine as he hasn't visited the rogues again after the last visit. Damian is indeed so possessive to let go easily. “I ran… I didn’t know where to go. I was scared and that was how I was caught in your trap..” Mabel continued, her voice cracked as she whispered the last part. Jax, Elias, and a few others exchanged glances. After a moment, Jax stepped forward, his voice firm but kind.

I avoided Adam’s floor and went straight to the coffee room, because apparently that place was now where my character development happened. I had just reached for a cup when someone spoke behind me. “So you’re the one who got those girls fired yesterday.” I froze and turned around slowly. A girl about my age stood by the fridge with a yoghurt in one hand and a spoon in the other. She had brown skin, short braids, silver hoops, and a huge smile glued on her face. I blinked, “Excyse me?” “I’m Mabel,” She smiled and walked over to the machine, “accounts, third floor, emotionally unavailable to spreadsheets but somehow still employed.”

My gaze stayed locked on Nelle. I forced my voice steady. “You’re right about one thing. Mabel is wolf-less. She had no name here. She walked in from nowhere only weeks ago. But in that short time, she got an entire soccer team to kneel to her, became MVP of the tournament, built trust with high ranks from other packs, and earned the admiration of everyone under this roof. She strengthened our warriors and secured a tribute from Steelbite. She did all of it without a wolf, without a background, and without relying on me. Mabel’s status is real, not something that disappears the moment I turn my back.”