Maeve Rojas Novels & Stories

I need to baby that leg, if I get pushed on it it will give out again and I am at risk if two rogues are over me when fighting. As I continue moving back and forth waiting for them to make the first move, the first rogue runs at me swiping at my front paw. He catches it tearing the skin. As he flies by I catch his neck and slam him to the ground. As the other rogue jumps again on my back, I finish the first rogue off by clawing his stomach; his intestines pour out. He can’t survive that attack and is quickly dying.

Like he was my friend but he was not and he wanted me to know that. “I am Avara Dimitri, and I was abandoned in an orphanage when I was just a child. So no, I do not who my parents are.” I answered already feeling hurt but angry. “Risorto,” He said and the air around me became tense and wild and soon I flew towards him. “Fergil!” André shouted and I closed my eyes when I could hear his voice. If this ma wanted to kill me, could they stop? “Calm down, I can’t hurt her, I’ve told you.” He answered with an eye roll, holding my jaw and dragging me closer. His eyes looked deeply into mine and swallowed when he smiled.

King Mateo smiled at me, “It’s good to see our tiny Sylvie Rose all grown up. How is life treating you, little one?” I sighed at his nickname for me, “Life is great. I have an amazing mate who is my true mate. He would die before he let anything happen to me.” King Mateo responded, “He’s your true mate? Not just your fated mate?” I nodded, “Yep. We complement each other in every way. Especially in our magic. He can control most elements, except earth. Earth is my specialty. It seems his strengths are my weaknesses and vice versa.” King Mateo smiled, “I’m glad you’re happy with him.”

Mia suddenly screamed as her nails grew longer and her eyes turned red before she scratched on Alyssa's face, inserting three of her fingers in her eyes at the same time. "Ahhhh! Why did you do that?" Alyssa covered her eyes with the palm of her hand as she yelped in so much pain. Her appearance and height began to change as she removed her hand from her face, Mia finally saw her and recognized. "You were the same orphan I saw the other day, you have returned again!" Mia pulled her hair. "I have told you that I am not an orphan, now give me that necklace so I can go!" she attacked Mia as well and their necklaces were glowing.

Rachel “You look happy,” Jayce asked as we walked by the riverside. “Are you kidding me? How can anyone not be happy after such a wonderful proposal and a delicious lunch?” I said, enjoying the chilly breeze of the night that gently touched my body. “Not to mention the fact that there is no one but us here,” Jayce smiles at my words. “No one but us,” “I know, and I’m loving every minute of it,” I said, swaying gently to the music of nature."I don’t want the night to end."

She wiped Isabel’s injured body clean with a wet towel and waited for the doctor’s arrival. Xavi returned with the doctor, who did a thorough check up on Isabel and confirmed that she was in a coma, but he admitted that he wasn’t certain how soon she would regain her consciousness. Paulina’s sadness turned to happiness on hearing the news. She believed there was a glimmer of hope in her daughter’s case because Isabel was a strong werewolf.

"Trevor, you must save Cyril! You're a doctor, too! Go in there and help with the surgery!" Before I could even finish, I heard a high-pitched voice from behind me. "Trevor!" I turned around to see Maeve Jenner rushing toward us, practically in a panic. She grabbed Trevor's arm, her voice shaky. "Trevor, Roxy's hurt. She scraped up her knee pretty badly. She might not be able to wear skirts again…" "Maeve, take it easy…" Maeve was the head nurse at the same hospital as Trevor—and the first love he'd never really gotten over.

Maeve slapped his hand away and moved past him, her eyes locking onto the trembling girl on the mattress. The blonde looked up with glassy, blown-out eyes, her chest rising and falling fast. She was beautiful with thick curves, swollen pink lips, and cheeks flushed a deep, burning red from Cedric's rough treatment. She looked about twenty, her youthful innocence practically radiating off her. Suddenly, a heavy, throbbing heat pooled low in Maeve's stomach. Her mouth watered. She loved seeing pure things broken. She held the girl's terrified gaze for a moment, then looked over her shoulder at Cedric. "Finish what you started," Maeve ordered, dropping into the leather armchair in the corner an

CHAPTER 4 TAYLOR “Your name is Taylor Anya Fitzroy and you're an orphan. You lost your parents in an accident at fifteen and your grandpa died after you graduated from high school. You're twenty two years old, you lived in an apartment which was close to where you formerly worked as a barista at a Cafe and your boyfriend… Well, now your ex-boyfriend is Malcolm Doe.” Mr Rover listed every single information about myself while he sat before me in the mansion's living room but all I could think about was the amount of blood I just witnessed out there when he shot those bodyguards in their knees and hands.

I laughed “although I’m not sure I’m any good.” “Well, I’ve never seen a female take Beta Dean on like that, and I’ve certainly never seen anyone hurt him before either.” She shrugged. Dean certainly didn’t look like I’d hurt him, either this girl was imagining things or Dean needs to increase his pain tolerance. “I’m Maeve.” She introduced herself as she pulled on a pair of light ripped jeans and a plain wire t-shirt, making her look even more tan. “Maia.” I responded, smiling at her.