Imani Patterson Novels & Stories

Imani was now an influencer, sharing her cooking skills online and earning a decent income, but she had also applied for an office position with the Emerson family to ensure a steady paycheck. Imani took a seat beside Aracelli. "Where’s Autumn?" she asked, looking around. Autumn was now working with Astrid to manage the restructuring of the Light Infantry. Autumn settled into her seat beside Imani, letting out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding. "I'm here, just arrived; traffic jam," she said, brushing a few strands of hair behind her ear. Imani looked over with a sympathetic smile. "I get it! London traffic can be a nightmare. How's the restructuring going?"

I replied to Jordan and ruffled his hair again before I said goodbye to him. "Alpha Michael, "Jordan called me again and I glance at him with a raised brow. "Hmm?" "I'm not eating vegetables," Jordan said smirking and then he quickly ran back to his room. I just shook my head smiling softly as I walk towards the penthouse. As I was walking near the penthouse, I can't help but frown when I saw Maddox–my beta or second-in-command, pacing back and forth at the door. Maddox is in charge of the pack whenever I'm in a council meeting or I have some errands to do to the neighboring packs. I don't know what's going on with Maddox right now but it feels like something is troubling him looking at his

“My house was broken into. They were chasing me. I didn’t have chance to grab my phone, I didn’t know what to do.” Realisation hit me over what had happened and what I had done to this poor man stood in front of me. “Oh, my goodness, I am so sorry.” I started to ramble. He placed both hands on my upper arms, the contact was gentle and grounding. “What’s your name?” He asked softly. “Leah, Leah Garrison.” “Leah, my name is Logan Carter.” He paused, watching me carefully. “You said your house was broken into?” I nodded as the adrenalin was leaving my body; the shakes started to set in, and weakness soon followed.

“That’s Imani, isn’t it?” “Imani? You know this woman?” Caitlin asked, surprised. “She’s our housekeeper at the estate. That outfit, that hairstyle—it’s her! Why would she take Patricia? I’ll call her right now!” Ximena immediately tried to contact Imani. Caitlin stared at the footage again, beginning to doubt her earlier conclusion. Could it really be the Vanderbilt estate’s housekeeper and not Megan in disguise? But moments later, Ximena got a call back from the head butler at the estate, who confirmed Imani hadn’t left all day.

“She’s mine, and Sharon is yours. So, maybe you should focus on getting her to unlock whatever scraps of power she still has left.” “Sharon?” He laughed, shaking his head. “That body’s a dead end and you know it. There’s nothing left in her worth using. But Imani…” His voice dropped, almost reverent. “Imani’s something else entirely. She’s powerful. Young. Ripe.” My jaw tightened. “Watch your mouth.” He ignored me, pacing lazily.

The Chief gave clear instructions to— IMANI (cutting in, sharper now) I don’t care about the Chief’s instructions. I want Regan. She crossed her arms, jaw set, eyes blazing. IMANI I’m not going anywhere until he shows up himself. The driver faltered, unsure if he should try again or step back entirely. A heavy silence lingered. The nurse gave him a discreet nod and slipped out of the room to alert Dr. Hakeem. Imani returned to the bed, this time not to eat. She sat upright, regal and immovable, like a queen refusing to step down from her throne. Her phone buzzed faintly on the nightstand, and she ignored it.

Before I could raise my hand to wave, Patricia’s cold voice reached me. “You should be having on a black lipstick rather than brown. It’ll unify better with the color of your dress.” She was studying me. “Oh...” I raised my fingers to my lips. “Umm, Melissa,” Desmond brushed his hand down mine and my gaze rose beside me to meet his. “My mum is a make-up artist and owner of "Imaginness" - that’s the biggest fashion house in all of Manhattan.” “Wow, Mrs. Steele, that is so—”

I lost my wife, and I dont want you to loose someone like I did because of some stupid decision I made when I was young, Miss Imani slowed down. The words of Mr Luke seemed to get to her. listen, Mr Luke. I know the king has done some terrible things. I know this because I am also a victim. And like you, I also lost someone I loved to him, Imani said. Mr Luke down at her hands and noticed the engagement ring on her finger, But unlike you, I did not give up and sit back to watch others get hurt by him. As long as I am still alive, I will fight for my fiancees justice, until my last breath. If you are not going to fight for your wifes name, then I am going to fight for her, Imani said. She pic

I approached the guarded gate with no resemblance to that shy girl who'd been cast out. The two Beta guards, towering wolves both with Damon's cold eyes, immediately sighted me. "Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew back," sneered one. "The rejected Omega. See her still hanging around. Are you alive, little Annie?" "I need to see Alpha Damon," I said, trying to show confidence, although I was nothing but a shy, weak woman. The second guard laughed and clapped me on the shoulder with a heavy hand. "You really think the Alpha has time for something as hopeless as you? He's with Luna Cassandra, planning the expansion of the pack! Get lost before we have to drag you away!"

Fatu added "Fatu, you amaze me, I know you're smitten by one of the slave maidens that came along side Amira, I've seen the way you look at her" Kamur said "That reminds me Amir, I wanted to ask if you could sell Cara to me, I'll be ready to pay just any thing" Fatu pleaded "As a way of making up for my absence from our wrestling match I'll give you both one slave each without any cost of which you'll make your choice.I'll order my guard to bring them to your house this evening" Amir said