Ledge Stacey Mcewan Novels & Stories

“Do you ever feel like someone’s watching you?” Annie immediately looked alarmed. “That sounds serial-killer-ish.” “Forget it,” Lewis said tiredly. “No seriously, are you okay?” He almost answered honestly, but how exactly was he supposed to explain Derek Stygian to normal people? Yes, there’s a dangerous wealthy man with emotional instability, illegal businesses, and beautiful eyes secretly following me around while also ruining and improving my life simultaneously. No. Absolutely not. “I’m fine.” Annie clearly did not believe him, but before she could question further, another ambulance arrived carrying two more children.

“It's good to see you, sir. You haven't been in for a while.” “How’s business, Stacey?” He asked her, observing her eyes. Dilan liked humans a lot—he thought they were cute, not generic like werewolves. And the curse of mate-bonds was non-existent here too. Stacey worked as his secretary when he was around and was also in charge of meetings.

"But, I can not. I always think of you Ace. If it wasn't for my going to Colombia, then what? I know you don't really love your wife. I know what type of woman you have been. You must only feel sorry for her because she's begging for love for you. Am I right?" Aciel didn't seem surprised at all when Stacie deliberately badmouthed Eden in front of him. Stacie is a woman full of ambition, so she will definitely do anything to get what she wants. Moreover, she is a captain at the central Vegas police headquarters, she has many subordinates that she can use to fulfill her ambitions. "Because I don't love you."

What I am offering you is something you'll never get by being a doctor at Best Diagnostics. Apart from owning your hospital, you will still be the doctor of the Black Scorpions, which means that I'll pay you a very, large sum every month. Think about it. You're beautiful, you're strong, you're brave. You are fit to be the mistress of Andre Scorpion. You are fit to be the madame of the Black Scorpion Mafia Gang.

She sprinted down the stairs as another bolt of lightning struck down a building across the street. She could hear a woman screaming on the fourth floor as another roll of thunder went piercing her ears. "Run." "Run away from that place. Hurry." The whispers kept coming. Her tear ducts are now swelling, but she had to remain calm. She couldn't understand what was happening and thinks that maybe she was starting to go crazy, but she knew she had to be collected and placid. Sprinting her way out of the building's back exit, she could hear the guy from the maintenance team ordering the tenants to stay calm and stay indoors.

I explained. “That is great. She is welcome to come over anytime.” Aiden said at the same time Austin asked “what do you do?” “I'm a stylist and I work at a boutique, that is where Alexia and I met.,” Stacey said. I was about to jump in to narrate our meeting when my phone buzzed in my purse. I fished out my phone and saw that it was Ethan. Ethan calling at this time of the day, so I excused myself to take the call.

Who would even want a weak omega like me in the first place? A sigh escaped my lips as I did my chores. I returned to my room and started looking for what to wear for the mating ceremony. “Alice!” I heard a loud shriek from downstairs and I immediately knew it was my cousin, stacey. I rushed down to her room and she was standing with a pile of clothes with her face red with rage. Stacey is my cousin, my very spoiled cousin at that. She is the only child of my uncle Alpha Lucas and his Luna, Elizabeh Lockheart.

Stacey’s mouth was stuffed to the brim. That look was weird. Anna, who was at the side, was dumbfounded upon seeing it. As for Stacey, she almost went crazy. She was the granddaughter of the Missouri’s ninth division commander. Wherever she went, she would be mingling around the second or third generation of the noble families. Of course, she was very competitive herself and she had never been subjected to such an inhumane treatment before. Not only did she get slapped and had her hair pulled by someone, but she even got stuffed by heels…

Stacey drawls sarcastically. "Well I'm a lot better than you Stace, chasing after a total hottie who wouldn't look your way" It was Zoey's turn to cackle. The waiter returns with their order. Stacey waits for him to leave before scowling at them. "Fuck you guys... pretty soon Wayne is gonna look my way and hell, I'd do all I can to make you take back what you said" Zoey stabs her fork at the steak as she laughs quietly. A short silence follows as they chew on their food. Stacey mind wanders away, thinking of the lady who's become overly popular. She knew Mrs grace, had seen her in an auction her company had held months back. Then she'd left Florida for a while and came back with the sad news

Stacey was a little bewildered, she didn't know who the person was. "Mom, who's here?" Stacey asked, turning to face her mom. "Your future husband dear… Elijah Anderson from Riverwalk City." Victoria smugly replied. Stacey was stunned for a moment. She glanced at Gwendolyn who was busy scrolling through the internet, trying to find out about the new head of the Stark consortium. But apart from Christian Stark, no one else came up. "Grandma, what's going on?" Stacey asked, with a puzzled look.