Novel & Cerita Divergent Jeanine Matthews

Giovanni Haynes After calling my cousin Mateo Haynes to explain my situation, he suggested we meet at Davinche Restaurant and Bar. Mat and I were practically kindred spirits; he was more of an older brother to me than Bentley ever was. The only distinction between us was that Mat had gone through three divorces in the past five years, while I wouldn't even consider proposing to a woman. At thirty-four, Mat was the owner of the Montego Hotels chain and was currently paying child support for his son, Dontaé, whom he wasn't even allowed to see. After his first two divorces, he had been drained of billions, and his third wife, a twenty-one-year-old, didn't receive anything because the security c

His smirk vanished as he turned toward the source of the sound, and for a brief moment, his breath hitched. Joana had collapsed from her wheelchair, her body trembling uncontrollably as she lay unconscious on the cold floor. “F***, Joana!” Panic surged through Scott as he rushed to her side, scooping her up and carrying her toward the nearest doctor. Meanwhile, James remained rooted to the spot, his mind spiraling, unable to fully grasp the weight of what he had just heard. His entire body felt disconnected as if his soul had been ripped away and replaced with something foreign, something empty.

"Oh, please. How gullible do you think I am? I'll admit you might have had me fooled there for a second 'til you asked me to take my clothes off." Mr. Blue sighed in exasperation. "I assure you this is quite serious. Now, stop your pointless arguing and disrobe that we may get the ritual over with and be on our way." Did this alien live on some kind of caveman planet, ordering her about like some harem girl? Hmmm, now that had some interesting visuals. Reining in her naughty thoughts, Diana glared at the source of her frazzled mood. Did he really think that he could simply materialize into her life and she'd become his willing love slave? Hadn't he heard of women's lib?

Violent, irrational, possessiv, and jealous. Jealous. The word alone made me want to slam my head against the steering wheel. I had no right. None. Not after what happened. Not after the divorce., not after she believes I turned off the machines, not after Angela. My jaw locked so hard my teeth hurt. And yet… when Elena spat venom at me tonight, accusing me of ruining her life, when she screamed that I had no right to touch her anymore— It destroyed me. More than I wanted to admit.

“What I do know is that I’ve never made a woman feel invincible in her own life which puts me considerably ahead of you. Marcus looked at me, probably the longest he had ever done, staring back at him. I caught a glimpse of regret or perhaps I was overthinking this. Too late for that. “Let’s go.” I turned to Darien. And said quietly. We walked away, I kept my eyes forward and my shoulders straight. For the first time in years, I felt on top of the world seeing that look on his face. We had barely reached the center of the room when a woman walked to Darien. She was beautiful, her hair swept her shoulders elegantly, jewelry that gave off that old money vibe and her eyes looked exactly like th

Like the world even slowed down. A woman emerged from the building. Dark hair, elegant posture, fair skin, and documents tucked beneath her arm. She was breath taking. Beautiful. But she looked exhausted, not physically, she looked tired soul-deep. And for some reason, the sight made my chest ache. Mate. Fenrir’s voice was barely a whisper. Yet it shook me more than a roar ever could. The world narrowed and there was only her. Your Mate, Damien. Fenrir stated and I didn’t know how to react, or say, nor do about that.

Caroline hummed walking out the room. “Anita are you okay?” I asked walking over. “Your supposed to choose me. It shouldn’t be a hard decision. I’m your mate Kelly, the choice should always be me” she sighed softly. “Anita-” I started but, she quickly cut me off. “I’d choose you over anyone because I love you. I don’t have to think about it! Your my other half, my one true mate!” Anita exclaimed and I noticed her eyes flashed green for a second.

SHARON As I watched everything unfold before me, I felt a profound sense of satisfaction. Every detail had fallen into place, every move executed flawlessly. For the first time in a long while, I allowed myself to exhale deeply. My job was done, and it had gone exactly as planned. Yet, as the euphoria faded, unease crept in, wrapping around me like an unwelcome shadow. The discovery hit me like a lightning bolt: the woman I had loyally called Aislinn, my enigmatic boss, was none other than Marianne. The very same Marianne she had claimed was her late sister.

Justin, I presumed, always seemed to have impeccable timing when it came to disrupting my peace. With a sigh, I quickly assessed my options. Seeking refuge from his persistent advances, I darted behind a dense cluster of bushes, my heart pounding in my chest. Peering through the leaves, I strained to see who had disturbed my solitude. To my surprise, it wasn't Justin who emerged into view, but Mrs. Pierce, the Queen herself. Her regal posture and air of authority commanded attention, and I found myself holding my breath in anticipation. Her voice, hushed and laden with an air of secrecy, carried to my hidden position.

, she asks with a confident smile. ------------------------------------- Richard Matthews is a widower, billionaire and CEO known for his ruthless ways of treating women. He never had even the slightest respect for the female gender, because of what his wife did to him. Lilian Johnson is a small town girl who came to the big city with so much hopes and dreams. Life was not easy for her, as she had to go through so many obstacles to get to where she was now.