Karen Mccormick Novels & Stories

We failed. I waited for Elsa to answer Maxwell's question. "Unlike me, Keith has magic, and he can see things. He might know something that we don't. Maybe he saw her value. After all, the three of you didn't; that was why you exposed her the way you did here in Redcape. Keith might have seen her value and queued in. He had been actively looking for a Luna for a while now; what else would be more valuable and powerful than a Luna that is also a Valkin Alpha like him with magical abilities? He struck gold," she said, sounding sad. Had she just confirmed that Scarlett is a Valkin Alpha?

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

Mrs Angela said, smiling gleefully. Tracy Molly turned, her radiant smile beaming as she showcased an effortless grace. Her poised demeanour was matched only by her stunning appearance. Her dress flowed elegantly around her, accentuating her feminine assets. Wade's eyes widened slightly in surprise as Tracy approached the table, her gaze meeting his. His mother, Mrs Angela, looked triumphant, clearly pleased with Tracy's grand entrance. "Isn't she beautiful, Wade?" Mrs Angela asked, her voice tinged with an air of assurance.

Instead, I took deep breaths and pushed back the tears threatening to fall. I cleaned aggressively as I thought of Markos and that woman I’d seen with him. She was blonde with ocean-blue eyes. I couldn’t deny that she was gorgeous and hot as well. She had a body most women coveted. She was nothing like she. She was the opposite of me. She was better than me. Why would he want to kiss a woman like me when he had a woman like her to kiss? I didn’t want to hear them fucking which I was certain they were doing so I cleaned as quickly as I could and got ready to leave. I would clean the bedroom another time, preferably when they were gone.

Adrian immediately — standing at the head of the table, deep in conversation with a stern-looking woman in navy blue. As I stood confused by the door, a sharp voice pierced the air: "Lost, are we?" A tall blonde woman with ice-blonde hair and an even icier expression stared me down from across the room. I quickly looked at her badge and it read: “Karen Miller. Director of Strategic Partnerships.” “Oh,” I whispered under my breath. So this is Karen. "Actually, no," I said brightly, ignoring the dagger looks she gave me. "I’m here for the Core Planning meeting."

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

“Don’t tell me you’re proud now.” “I’m not proud,” he said. “I’m ashamed. Of all of us.” His wife slammed her teacup down. “Well, she’s still one of us. No matter what table she sits at.” He met her eyes. “No. She was one of us. But she built a place for herself where she didn’t need us anymore.” Back in the city, Karen was getting dressed for a Frost Tech charity gala her first public appearance as an executive board member. Mia walked in holding a box. “This came for you.”

Then she left the office. At 5:30 pm, Karen arrived at Jasper’s apartment with a gift. She smiled brightly at Gemma and said, “Congratulations, my friend. May your life together be filled with love and laughter. I will not be able to stay long, Gemma. I am taking my team out to eat.” Then she handed the gift to Gemma. Gemma sneered inwardly, then feigned a smile and replied, “Thank you, Karen.” Then she hugged her and whispered, “I heard that Maddox is dating Rain. You are so pathetic, Karen. How could you lose to Rain?”

The next few days felt lonely and quiet. The space he left felt like a huge void. The case Logan was working on was taking off. The media had finally got hold of the story. He sent me an article that had been released. I couldn’t believe it; the local police commissioner was being accused of marital rape and abuse. Logan admitted they had been asked to help prosecute the police commissioner. I was in shock. He had found no evidence that he could prove. Everyone was very tight-lipped.

McLauren leaned back in his chair, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his eyes narrowing as Mona came into view on the screen. Red hair. Soft face. Out of place. Interesting. "Who the hell is she?" he muttered, more to himself than anyone else. Behind him, the manager shifted nervously, already sweating. "Uh... she's new. Ticket booth." McLauren didn't look at him. "Name." "Mona." Silence. Long. Heavy. McLauren watched the screen, studying the way she smiled, the way she reacted to Kane. The way Kane reacted to her.