Mae X Bea Novels & Stories

That is a blessing. “Yes Ma’am. Roast me some more.” “I could never roast you!” “Yeah right. How’s your show going?” I ask, ascending the staircase and I hear her release a tired breath on the other side. Maeve is an international model and she’s quite famous. She has an A list model who has modeled for many popular clothing brands and commercials for influential companies and that’s why she’s always on the move. She’s living the best life out there and I’m so jealous of her!

I asked, softening my voice. Bea’s expression warmed, though the unease didn’t entirely leave her eyes. “This is Mavie,” she said, gently nudging the little girl forward, “and this is Rafael. My kids with Rowon.” “They’re beautiful,” I said, meaning it. Mavie had her mother’s curls, and Rafael had Rowon’s sharp, inquisitive eyes. Knowing Bea and Rowon had built a life together, a family, after all these years—it stirred something bittersweet in me. I was happy for them, genuinely, even if our history was complicated.

Blue : wow I held her hand as we walked out of the house Me: which would you prefer Blue : the beach house, definitely I smiled I opened the door to my car for her I went round it and opened mine then entered Me: let's go get it then Blue : get what? Me: the beach house Blue : why? Me: for you to live in with your mother Blue : what? I smiled and turned on the car, then drove off. BLUE MAID Gosh Adrian wants to buy me a beach house Wow I can't believe this Mother is really going to be happy But why is he doing this? Is this what rich guys do for their friends? Well I'm glad he's my friend

hello Oly, I didn't even see you - she made a disgusted face. Why was it that whenever a good thing happened, a bad thing came soon after to ruin it? Mayra was one of those bad things, she was like Olga, whenever the sky was beautiful and out of nowhere it got dark it was because they were around. Mayra was unbearable and she made sure to make that clear, she was the type that even her breathing irritated. I hated her not only because she was Miguel's lover but also because she was unpleasant, that is, she had nothing good. No qualities at all.

My words were low, eyes sneaking a glance at Cameron who still appeared uninterested at whatever was going on behind him. “I’m guessing it’s the young man beside you” The voice of the lady followed, with eyes staring on at Cameron. Whenever she smiled, you would see a wrinkle pull at her eyes, but believe me, it was every delight beholding that. “Yes” I affirmed, giving a nod. “I am Martha” She had pulled out a hand for shake, eyes beaming on. “And this is my husband, Marcellus” She pointed to the figure next to her. A man with grey hair filling every bit of his head, and a beard that trailed all the way to his neck.

I went up to my room to change, a pair of clothes I'd bought at a thrift store so I could look for a job folded on top of the desk, ready to be put on, I put them on and ran downstairs, feeling more and more hopeful. Bob explained to me on the way about the company his daughter worked for, and this made me very excited. It was a very famous cosmetics company, Make-Pró. It was a new brand, about five years old, but it was highly promising, many bloggers were talking about it, and I had her entire collection of lipsticks in my purse, which was cowardly stolen as soon as we arrived at the house Bob had given us in the Bronx.

I wanted to pluck my ears out from the disgusting sound, but I assured myself that an hour of fakery wouldn't kill me, maybe it’d even make me… stronger? “For the last time, Willow, not everyone sucks deflated balls for a living like you,” Maeve rolled her eyes and the place erupted with laughter again. Pleased with her comeback, she cleared her throat, “she’s Alex’s step-sister, and as you all know, we’ll be getting married soon.” You know that look on peacock’s face right after they spread their colorful feathers? That’s the one Maeve had on her face after making that weird brag. What was even weirder was how unconvinced and unimpressed her so-called friends looked.

I answered hesitantly. "Mm nice name, this on my left is Elisa and this on my right is Hailey." She said with a wide smile. Everything about them was so damn wrong and what was with such a setup, it was like a freaking clique movie where all blonds were rich popular kids. Damn, their bodies too were the actual deal out of a teen movie drama, slim and tall. My guess was that they were like those in mean girls. "Can I ask you something?" I asked softly.

She can buy, like, 2 doughnuts and a drink with this! She ran to the bakery at the other side of the road, it was near so she didn't have to take a cab. She likes eating and buying stuff here. Everything was so sweet. "Hello!" Madie greeted the lady in the counter, she was chewing on some gum and had plenty of piercings on her ears. Pretty. "Can I have uhm-Three Chocolate Glazed Doughnuts, and uhm-a Small Strawberry Shake?" She stared at Madie for a while. 'Did I have something on my face?'