Maeve Acotar Novels & Stories

Maeve broke the silence first. "So..." Nobody answered. She looked around the fire. "...Are we really going to spend three days together without knowing each other's names?" "We know the names," Selene muttered. "I meant the people." "I think she's right." Cassian smiled faintly. Maeve clapped once. "I'll go first." She tucked a loose curl behind her ear. "I'm Maeve Hollow…My family runs a healing lodge in the Eastern Valleys." She smiled at the flames. "When I was little...I used to cry every time someone got hurt."

All except one. A face that glared at me with a conceited smile. She had waited for this moment, she had waited to look me in the eyes with a calculative stare. Shania, drapes in a red polkadot gown and a black cashmere trenchcoat hanging over her shoulders. She let her ginger hair fall over shoulder with a braid at the two ends of her frontal. “Finally, we thought you were gonna have to cancel this meeting,” She smiled as though our argument yesterday never happened, like this was the first time we were speaking in months.

She moved forward as I got down from the stallion. “Lady Lyriana,” she said, tilting her head. “I am Maevra, a steward of Caer Thakor. We have been expecting you and it's my pleasure to finally meet you.” She talked politely, but it was void of warmth like she had rehearsed the lines. “The road was….. really long, Lady Maevra.” I said back with the same formality. “Kindly come inside.” The chills are really unbearable and it's almost time for supper.”

“I never asked to become the leader of the Obsidian Knights order, but now that I am, I see all the good that I can accomplish. So, yeah, I’m going to own it.” A knock at the door draws our attention. We turn to find Mave standing in the doorway. “Ma’am, your council meeting is in fifteen minutes,” she says as she strides into the room carrying a binder. “Here is your agenda and a written copy of the Red Lords Alliance draft as instructed. Will you be requiring anything else for the council meeting?” She stands with hands clasped behind her back, a military at ease stance. Yes, Mave is a former Marine who goes through a modified version of Grayson’s rigorous training program. She now serves

“I don’t care.” My breath caught. “You are part of the harem now,” she continued. “If you have family, they are no longer yours. You are reborn here. With a name that can change.” Her eyes held mine. “Consort. Luna. Mother. Mother Luna. Or you can even go from being of the highest of ranks to be thrown to the lowest over the simplest of mistakes.” She let my chin go. “These are the steps of a woman in a harem. You will act accordingly.”

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

by Maeve in her room in the pack house was preoccupied with the strange mark on her wrist. It was an intricate illustration of a white wolf identical to Ulrika, her wolf, intertwined with a mysterious creature that shared some wolf-like characteristics, yet remained distinctly different. Ava couldn’t help frowning, her brows contorting giving her a fierce but cute look. “I need to talk to father about this” she mutters to herself feeling restless. As Maeve pulled her to her feet, Ava's thoughts were jolted back to reality. She gazed down at the stunning white gown that adorned her body, its sleeveless design showcasing her toned arms.

I attended all my lectures before making my way to the cafeteria to have some much-needed coffee that needed to get into my system after a hectic day. I bought a coffee and as I was about to make my way towards an empty table I saw Maverick coming towards me. I knew I couldn't talk to him any longer and I turned around ready to rush out of the cafeteria when instead I bumped into a guy spilling all my coffee on his white shirt and branded white shoes. "What the fuck?" Way to go, Arabella.

Lewa says, looking at Meadow. “Or you. I’m Athalin,” she says to Tate. “And I’m Lewa.” “You’re human.” “Just like Lady Maeve.” “Oh, are you her sister?” “And you, her brother?” “Ladies!” I say, getting their attention. I can see that while Cayd is getting a kick out of the sprites, and Meadow is keeping up with the ping-pong conversation, Tate is frowning. “This is Meadow, Lady Maeve’s sister and this is Tate, Lady Maeve’s brother.”

~~Reece's POV~~ This is great. This is just great. I finally found my mate and she has no idea what she even is. I'm pacing around the terrace outside of my room waiting for my mom and dad to get back home from the party they went out for a few hours ago. I grab my phone from my pocket and message my best friend Aaron, the Alpha's son. Me : I found her. Aaron : Who is "her"? Me : My mate. There's a new girl at our school.