Maeve Whalen Novels & Stories

the woman in the white gown questioned and turned her head slightly to look at the lady from the corner of her eyes. "Derry McClean. Victor McClean's son," she replied. "Ah! Victor McClean, world-famous business tycoon?" the woman in the white gown questioned still looking at the lady from the corner of her eyes. "Yes please?" she replied. "Warn Lyla not to tell him anything about our plan. His father has powerful connections. He will create a big mess if he knows," the woman in the white gown warned turning to stare back at the window. "Yes, please," the lady acknowledged.

The most important part was the certification made available, nothing else mattered. Maria felt less and less enthusiastic as she fell on her back, lying straight up with urgent eyes rummaging through the ceiling. There were times when she almost faltered, wondering if all of this was worth the struggle, and there were times when she felt like she really couldn't go on anymore, but she knew she had to, she'd come this far already. She styled her hair into a quick ponytail and applied the littlest, almost unnoticeable amount of makeup. She was in a white dress with white shoes to match, it was simple, yet charming in its own way. White represented purity on a day like this, contrary to the bi

I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..." "Mortal!" The guard puppet beside him said, which made me look at it. Well, I guess it's better that I am tagged as a mortal. I can keep a low profile. "Your dress looks like that of a witch." The guard smiled at me and turned to face Feirro, who was standing beside me. "My name is Feirro Erickson, and I'm from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a werewolf!" The guard puppet looked at him and verified, "Werewolf!"

She crossed her arms and leaned against the edge of his desk, completely at ease, completely unbothered by the fury radiating off him. "Oh, please," she said. "That little intern? The one who's been following you around like a lost puppy? You expect me to believe you actually care what she thinks?" "Her name is Eveline." "I know what her name is." Maeve waved a dismissive hand. "I also know that she's a half-breed, an omega, a nobody from a pack that barely exists anymore.” She said, raising each finger as she listed them out, “And you…" She pushed off the desk and stepped closer, close enough that he could smell her expensive perfume that she always wore when she wanted something. "You are

Kenna’s silver eyes meet mine, glassy with tears. “I–Maeve is the first full-blooded Firestone witch born in over a thousand years. We just had her tested.” She sniffles, swallowing what looks like a sob as she continues, “Her powers are–a lot, for someone so little. We’ve been having some problems back in Veiled Valley and….” She meets Sarah’s eyes in a pained grimace. “I don’t know what to do.” Sarah glances at me apologetically as Kenna bursts into tears.

“Okay, but if you don’t tell me what you are, that means nothing to me.” Mr Patrick frowned and asked, “Have you not spoken to your mate? I think you need to.” “We’ve been busy.” And then her cheeks coloured because she remembered they all knew what she had been busy doing. “I’m Fae, Ava,” Mr Patrick said. She still didn’t know what that was. “You won’t find any mention of us in the books in your library because Oskar Hansson eradicated most of us when he first formed the Council. Ask Ezekiel to explain.”

Max left the room. They prepared the two girls for a few days stay in the Shadowland. Thea walked inside the study and from there left to stay in Shadowland along with Melanie. Lady Tina disguised herself like Thea and walked outside the study as if nothing happened. Everyone assumed that Lady Tina is the real Thea. No one noticed anything different. David finally succeeded in gaining control of a human maid in the mansion. The maid ate the black apple, which turned red again as soon as the water of the lake dried on its skin.

Maeve POV The double doors opened, and the spotlight was on us. There was a collective gasp as their eyes fixed on us. The hall was quiet, the tension and shock were choking, and I tried my best to hold back an eye roll. “Presenting, the goddess of war, Selena, who is now called Maeve and the first and only wolf ever made, her mate Ario, formerly known as Carson, and, of course, their children, Otto and Quinn! King Odin's family!” a man yelled inside the mic, making my ears cringe because the hall was silent.

the butler said. Damian dismissed him and continued his work. After a few hours, Amelia woke up from her nap. After sitting up, she notices two girls dressed in a maid uniform, one who looks matured and the other one seems like the same age as her. "You're awake, madam?" The black-haired one said. "Who are you?" Amelia asks. "Oh right. We hadn't introduced ourselves" the brown-haired one said "My name is Helga, young madam. And this one is Maisy. We were chosen to be the young madam's maids" the black-haired one said and pointed at the one beside her.

Bethany Wright. Self acclaimed queen bee of Malcolm High. Head of the cheerleading squad and girl friend to the most popular guy in school, Christian Hales. It was such a wonder how cool headed, reserved Christian landed himself such a bitch. She was definitely with him for the money, the fame, and definitely the sex. News fly around the school and Makaila's ears were always open for the gist.