Maeve Rojas Novels & Stories

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

Viola Point of View "we accept the love we think we deserve" I nod at him, feeling relievd by his kindness, so I sit, which is when I see it - my scar. It is long, fills an entire side of my wrist, this makes me freeze, knowing it is out in the open for everyone to see, to see my ugliness. I am about to leave when he comes with a smile, placing everything before me. "This is Beans on Toast, Pot Noodles, Bourbon Biscuit and some Scotch Eggs." He says, and I give him a shaky smile, happy when he leaves.

"Owie!" "Maya! How many times have I told you not to run around!" Jay scolded like a genuine father and Raghuvendra looked closely at the girl. She was young, not very tall but quite skinny, she had thin arms with bony fingers and her big eyes were the beautiful color of black which he'd seen before, the icy cold black eyes beautiful yet, dangerously frosty. "Are you hurt?" Shivaay asked and the girl looked at him with wide eyes.

Not a question. Lyra told her. Maeve listened with the focused intensity she brought to everything, asking no questions until Lyra finished. Then she was quiet for a moment, looking at Lyra's hands as if she could see something in them. "The roses," she said. "Show me." "I can't just—it happened on its own, I didn't choose—" "You stopped yourself when you recognized what was occurring," Maeve said. "Which means you have enough conscious relationship with it to begin directing it. Show me."

For the first time. He placed a red folder on his lap. On the cover were the words— PROJECT: MAEVE RAMOS Silence settled over the rooftop. Keiv no longer noticed the cool night breeze. Nor the city lights glittering far below. His entire world... Was focused only on the woman standing before him. Maeve. Tears slowly filled her eyes as her lips trembled. She took a deep breath. Then... She gently nodded. "Yes..." Keiv closed his eyes. It felt unreal.

Fyre was all over the place trying to take in all the emotions and beauty of the setting. “Do you like it?” A gentle female voice startled both Helena and Celeste out of their amazement. It was Alpha Jones’ wife Luna Maeve. She was a low-key figure in the pack, even tonight she was in a delicate lavender gown, her washed out green eyes matched by her limp long blonde hair. “It’s stunning, its truly the most beautiful party I have ever been to”

I definitely had seen her somewhere before. Kade came in and shut the door, then turned back to me still trying to figure out where I had seen her. He let out a small laugh and said, “Is Maeve leaving that concerning for you? Think I’ll break my promise first chance I get.” Ignoring him I asked, “What does your sister do? Is she a model or something? I think I’ve seen her someplace before.” He looked confused by my question. “No, she does humanitarian healing for both the west and the east. She’s heading to rival pack grounds right now. Why?”

the girl said and walked beside Jin. Jin smiled. “Okay!” he said without any thought. The two kids arrived where Amelia and Damian were, along with Arthur, Zelena, and their 12-year-old daughter, Rea. “Your pie remains the best, Mrs. Castillo” Rea commented as she took a bite of the blueberry pie that Amelia baked herself. “Thank you,” Amelia said with a bright smile. “What about my pie?” Zelena said while pretending to be hurt. “Mother, your pie may not be the best but your cheesecakes will forever be my favorite!” Rea said and hugged her beloved mother.

I say, before shooting my mother a glare from across the room and leaving. In the hallway I come face to face with Maeve Norrix, daughter of Bryce Norrix, leader of the Undying Moon Coven. Her full red lips are on me before I can fully take her in. Her arms wrap around me in a possessive hold, and her tongue slips into my mouth with a moan of desire. I feel her body press against mine and almost give in to the feeling before shoving her away harshly. “Dammit Maeve, what the fuck?” I groan out, pissed at myself for almost giving in to her again. She’s smart and she’s a good fuck, but she’s far too selfish and manipulative for me to ever trust her to be queen.

“Knock yourself out.” He grinned. “So some years back there was this girl I met at the university. Maeve. That’s what everyone called her. Unlike the princess-like name, she was still a bold woman who always said what was in her heart. I swear, she was a goddess. An angel, in fact. The purest heart, a smile that could melt even the coldest heart and a body to die for—curvy in all the right places. She was beautiful.” I cocked an eyebrow. “Was?”