Mabel And Pacifica Novels & Stories

~Audrina~ Mabel's face was redder than a tomato. This was the angriest I'd seen her get, and the fact that it was on my behalf sent waves of happiness through me. "Well then, with the evidence before our eyes, what do you have to say for yourself?" Mabel glared daggers at Paige, whose mouth still dangled open with shock. Color flooded her cheeks at the embarrassment, and her eyes flashed dangerously, like she was blinking tears.

HAILEY Marcus Vega's report arrived via encrypted email at eleven PM. I'd been waiting for it, refreshing my inbox obsessively since dinner. When it finally appeared, I opened it immediately, scanning through the pages. Mabel James. Born Mabel James, married name Mabel Hoss. Thirty-two years old. Stylist based in Los Angeles, recently returned to New York. I already knew all of that. I scrolled down, looking for something useful. Something I could actually use against her.

A cold look flashed across Mable’s eyes. She uttered through gritted teeth, “*sshole!” ‘I want to blow his head off!’ “Get in the car!” Blair pulled the car door open. Mable shot him a look and reluctantly got into the car. As Blair drove, he occasionally glanced at Mable, who was pretending to be asleep. He sized her up with curiosity. “Mable, just how many more identities do you have?” he suddenly asked. Mable was Agnes, the eldest miss of the Jeffersons. She was also Sonora, the boxing champion who dominated the ring.

"Do you know her?" Mabel shrugged. "She was a maid in the castle. Reached out to me and said she was a Sulfur Hand and was looking to save you from Alpha Hazel. He seemed to think Alpha Hazel had you imprisoned somewhere in the castle," she said. Hazel shrugged. "She loved me very much. She wished we were mates, and was looking to bond with me if none of us found our mates in a few years," he said. "What was the other message on the parchment? You said there was a different writing on it," Alpha Fenrir asked.

The yacht's horn had already sounded, yet there was still no sign of Mabel. She wasn't coming. I was stupid to chase after an illusion— hoping that she would. Hoping this would be another evening by her side. My gaze faltered as I downed the remaining contents of my glass. Just as I casually glanced at the pier— I saw her. Wait! Was this a dream? Was I seeing correctly? I removed my glasses, leaned closer to the rail, and squinted. That was really her. Mabel Parker was walking down the pier holding hands with another lady.

I questioned with caution; not too sure if her visit's a friendly one or not. "I have great news!" She sang, skipping down the halls- so I guess the visit's a friendly one. "I'm going to get changed real quick; be right back," Mabel told me and I nodded for her to go. Mabel turned back and headed down the hall to her room. I looked over at Cecille, who looked happy to see Mabel leaving before she could reach us. They don't get along much; if you haven't already guessed. Mabel's a sweet, shy girl, who doesn't like trouble. Her job in the pack to get information on everyone. Even though she's a computer geek who wears glasses when she reads, she's actually really pretty. Cecille on the other h

Mabel did as well since she was the doctor in Sandro's pack. "It's good to see you again, Miss," Mrs. Mabel said, flashing her a wide smile. "Please call me Arabella. How have you been?" Arabella asked. "Great, Arabella. I am happy to work with the alpha again," she said, then turned to Sandro, who was watching the exchange. "I'll get what I came to do over with," Mrs. Mabel set the box with her on the nightstand. "And what exactly is that?" Arabella questioned, her eyes traveling from the sheepish smile on Mrs. Mabel's face to Sandro, whose expression held no amusement.

As I whirl around, eyes wide, lips swollen, I see Mabel stepping out of the water, covering her mouth with her hands. “Oh Mabel, hi,” I stutter, looking back at Chase, who hardly seems bothered at all. Pushing my hair back, I hope I don’t look too flustered. I’m sure I do though, and from Mabel’s end, all she sees is the Alpha and his assistant making out. “Sorry to interrupt,” she says slowly, twisting water out of her hair. “I was just curious about what was going on around this area, but I think I get it now.”

I pulled my palm away from her eyes and yelled. "He is your new buddy." Mabel did not respond when I told her. "What is the matter?" I questioned Mabel. “It is nothing at all.I am good. It surprises me to see him here”. "Are you two familiar with one another?” "Yes…No, I mean. I intended to say that I am shocked that you tried to figure out how to fix my issue. Hey… I am Mabel. Mabel reached out to shake hands with Jake, who accepted. "You two can catch up while I talk to Jade, Jake." Lucian addressed Mabel and Jake as they made their way to the garden.

"They’re crazy enough to do it. I’ll come with you." Seraphina didn’t wait for a response. She plunged into the water, feeling the cold rush around her. Mabel followed right behind her, slipping out of her clothes and diving in seconds later. "Tyler, tell Zane where we’re going," Mabel called back, already swimming fast. "There’s no such thing as mermaids," Tyler called after them, though his voice lacked conviction. "Just tell him," Mabel shot back. "It’s not about the mermaids. We need him to know where we are."