Fem All Might Novels & Stories

All I wanted now was for her to just leave my room. “ You should get ready because the ceremony will begin immediately,” she said and walked away. “ Arrrgh,” I shuffled my hand in my hair. “ No!, ” I yelled and used my right foot to kick the board off the bed. It hurts both not more than what I’m feeling in my heart. Lucas failed me! He didn’t achieve the mission, when I thought everything was going well already. What am I going to do now? I can’t just break Maya just like that.

"These are all your favorites. Eat as much as you want. "Be good up there. And when you want to come home, come into Mommy's belly and be my baby for real. I'll give birth to you. I'll feed you. I'll change your diapers. I'll watch your first smile, your first steps, your first time calling me Mom. Everything I didn't get to give you in this life, I'll give you in the next. "I promise I will never let you suffer again." Her fingers brushed over the photo, over my smiling eyes.

She said pointing at each one of us, respectively. "Nice to meet you all," he said, giving each of us a handshake. I was reluctant, but I accepted it out of courtesy. "Have you heard of Niche Syndrome?" Mel asked him. Adam shook his head. "It's their band. You should try listening to them sometime." She said, seemingly promoting us. I think we should give her an endorsement fee for that. "Really? I would probably." Adam smiled at her. "Don't count on him to listen to music, Mel." Cassie said, chuckling. "He only knows how to study."

"I wanna 'member-remember." My heart broke each time I heard her voice crack. Looking at me me now, a mafia boss who kills anyone who gets in my way, was putty in the arms of this little angel. The man who begged and waited for no one was kneeling in front of this pretty princess. One look from other people and they'd think that I've gotten weak. But I didn't. In fact, with Madie here, I felt stronger than ever. It may not be a good picture to look at for some, but who the fuck cares?

And even if she wasn't thrilled with it, I'd make sure she accepted it. I transferred $5 billion to Mr. Jay and Jackson and informed them that the remainder would be invested in our company. ~ ~ ~ I summon all of The Lord of the Rings' members to the boardroom and tell them that a war is about to break out in an hour. Salvador has already planned an attack on us, and I cannot let him win. "We have to fight for our boss, Mrs Camilla, or get ready for Salvador's meal tonight," I said, and everyone went to the changing room to dress up.

They also talked about their careers and the limitations they face as women, It was on a Sunday so they were not in a hurry to go home, it was going to be a free Sunday for them to just have fun and unwind. They did not want any issues to disrupt their reunion. After their meal, they decided to do some window shopping to while away the hours. They walked past a bridal shop and insisted on going in dragging Maya along with them. "She just got engaged," Mia said to the hearing of all present in the shop, making Maya blush and self-conscious. Everyone who heard Mia turned towards Maya to congratulate and wish her well.

Amara leaned back, her lips curling into a dangerous smile that made my stomach twist. “Fight,” she said simply. “Fight for her. Fight for what’s yours. You’ve never been second to anyone, Luca, and you won’t start now.” The way she said it made it sound so simple, but the storm inside me roared louder. Fighting meant blood, betrayal, and chaos—things I knew too well. Still, a flicker of fire sparked in my chest.

“No way! I'm still a virgin waiting on my special someone.” I chuckled at how cute she was. It was pretty wild for someone as attractive as her to be a virgin. “I can pop your cherry if you'd like.” I winked and Daya cheeks turned a brighter shade of red and she stared back at her feet while scratching the side of her neck nervously. “So whose kids are they?” I asked while walking towards the table. “Umm.. one of the maid's that was killed years ago. She was allowed to give birth to her babies before she was killed.” Daya said in a low tone.

Sister Cecilia told me when I was still in a pink flower bud dress. "Good Morning, peace be upon thee," I say, like I have practised. But instead of saying, "and peace be upon thee, too," they scoffed. "Oh, c'mon Amber, there is no need for such formality," Sophia sneers, pulling a corning or her lips up, forming an asymmetrical bow. “It has been a week already,” she added. "But--," "No one is watching Amber, it's just us," Mary adds, and she was right. It's just us, a group of bitter wives. There was no point in making spectacles among us.

"You have been doing the work of that role for nearly a year. The strategy meetings, the Pryce situation, the litigation expansion. The only thing we haven't done is put the right title on it." "Your father—" "My father named his children's middle names after people he respected," he said. "He named James. He will come around on the title." I looked out at the city. Co-CEO of Carter Group. Mia Carter. The girl from Queens who had spent five years looking for a man who had saved her life, who had stumbled into a twins' rivalry and a corporate sabotage and a threat campaign and a pregnancy and an airport departure and a marriage, and who was somehow sitting on a Barcelona terrace being asked t