Mabel X Bill Novels & Stories

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.

She had waited year's to have him all to herself, but when that happened, Mabel waltzed into his life and now Xara has. “It's time to find a way to get rid of the bitch." She slyly smiled as Lorenzo watched her from where she was standing. He could hear what she was saying from the angle he stood.

“You really don't need to go this far just to get Elena. The money you're offering for her bail, you could use it for something else. Don't you think so? Why would a billionaire go so low for a girl like her?” “A girl like me you say? You must be very stupid in the head. So you're the better one? I'm not even dragging your piece of trash with you. I only hope you don't fall into his trap. Because he's not even who you think he is.” Elena said coming out from her room. “I'll rather you don't speak to me. You keep bringing up William's being shady but you don't have any proof to support your claim. So I suggest you keep quiet and not interfere if you have nothing reasonable to say.” Mabel reto

"Guys, take a look! She is the daughter of Zachary from the Swenson family in Sidsbury, named Mabel. She pretends to be so pure and innocent, but she’s just a whore!" Mabel’s eyes welled up with tears, feeling utterly wronged.

What about your other virtual partners? Mr. X says: Other virtual partners? Dalia, I’ve been talking to you for a long time, I’m exclusive to you online. Dalia Penedo Salazar says: So what will it be like? Surely our schedules will not beat anymore... we will move away and... then... will be the end. And then you’ll find another one to put in my place. Mr. X says: Dalia, are you jealous? Jealous? I’m jealous? I can’t be jealous, because if I am... it means I’m in love with X.

Until Irene showed up, Mabel had never thought of contacting Charles because of the pain she felt,she had had so many therapy sessions just to get back to herself So she made up her mind to avoid Charles at all cost Mabel starred at her phone as she scrolled through social media She came across Antonio’s post with Irene, it pained her bitterly when she saw the comments on the post, about people loving the both couples Angrily she commented “You Bitch”. Mabel heaved a deep sigh as she blocked Antonio on Twitter, frustratingly she kept scrolling until she came across Charles Davenport's pictures. He was more handsome then the last time she had seen him. Charles never told her he was traveling

She said, smiling. Everybody at the table directed their attention to her, including Wilson. He was especially lost. He was sure he told her Amanda was pregnant. When nobody said a word, Mabel continued. "You know, Xi and I have been trying to have a baby now. Maybe all I have to do now is to tap from your grace." "Xi?" Mr. XI asked, confused. "Yes," Mabel responded. She knew exactly what she was doing. She was trying to pay Madam Xi back for what she did to her. "Xi and I are trying to have our baby." She said, caressing Wilson's head.

I said staunchly and Mabel nodded, agreeing with me. "Well my advice to you, dear, is to just wait until Xavier finds interest in someone and be happy for him no matter who or what sex they may be. As for Grayson, that stubborn ass will come around because he loves you and his children," she said sternly and I hugged her because she always made things better.

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

“I can’t believe he had the audacity to send this. Does he think I’m going to respond? That I’m going to—what? Leave my mates for him? He’s fucking delusional.” “Delusional, yes,” Mabel agreed, giving me a small smile. “But you’re not alone in this, okay? We’ll handle it. Together.” Her reassurance helped ease the tension in my chest, and I gave her a weak smile in return. “Thanks, Mabel.” Mabel shrugged, sitting back. “Honestly, I kind of wish someone would send me a sweet note like that.” I stared at her, shocked. “What?”