Maeve Whalen Novels & Stories

Without warning, she suddenly sat back on her haunches and allowed her tongue to loll out the side of her mouth in a dopey expression, like a smug little labrador that had just outfoxed its owner and managed to roll about unrestrained in a stinking mud puddle at the edge of the river. 'Besides,' Maeve continued with a smug expression, 'I'm getting a portrait and a shiny crown and I fully intend to be the first crowned wolf to be feared far and wide.' Ann snorted and grinned despite the unease that had sat over her only seconds earlier. 'Oh, so that's it then? You just want to be famous? All of that bluster is nothing but blind hubris and attention-seeking behavior?' She teased. 'Not famous A

The moment I pulled the door open, cool air from the hallway rushed in, sharp against my skin. Ethan stood there with two people,one of them a woman I didn’t recognize right away. She was older, maybe mid-forties, her dark hair tied in a loose braid, eyes a pale, almost silvery gray that seemed to look through everything. The healer. Her name came to me a second later. Maeve. She didn’t waste a moment. “Where is he?” “Inside…In bedroom,” I said, already stepping back to let them in. They moved fast. Ethan didn’t speak; his focus was pure tension eyes scanning everything as though danger might crawl out of the walls. Maeve brushed past me, her presence calm but heavy.

She smiled sweetly, though her intentions were anything but. "Right. Well, you've already met Maeva. She is training as my new assistant. She's been working closely with Ronan since she started at the academy this year. When she turns of age in a few months, she'll join my pack as the highest ranking member, after Ronan ofcourse. Everything will go through her, security, medical, academics, events, travel, chosen matings, all of it. It's alot for Ronan to handle on his own, especially when I'm not around, so Maeva will essentially be his second in command. But, to be able to make decisions on Ronan's & my behalf, she needs to understand the way our minds work, to know what decisions we would

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?”

He wanted me to surrender—verbally. I lowered my head, clenching my fists tightly. “I… I’m a woman,” I whispered, my voice breaking. Dorian lifted my chin with his finger, forcing me to look into his eyes, now filled with obsessive satisfaction. “Louder. I didn’t hear you.” “I’m a woman!” I shouted, tears finally spilling down my cheeks. “My name is Maeve Nightwhisper, I’m Reeve’s twin sister! Are you satisfied now, you damn alchemist?!”

Hopefully, that would give me some of the freedom I was currently lacking in my life! The problem with going to school in person was that we lived in the middle of nowhere northern Vermont, not far from the Canadian border, so I would have to move onto campus. That would require me to be incessantly vigilant at keeping up the ruse of being human, something that wasn’t always possible for me; something I felt so ashamed about but couldn’t control. Most other werewolves had no problem blending in with human society, and many werewolves went away to human colleges. But I had a flaw. it had been a couple of years since it’d been an issue. Maybe if I could go another year, I’d finally feel comfor

She was now Qiao Mo, the secretary to the President of of the Wushi Cooperation, and she was running late for work. She stormed out of her apartment building tying her long hair into a classic ponytail and wiping off the toast crumbs on her cheeks. Her long-sleeved white shirt was carefully tucked in her stripped skirt. Her purple coat hanging loosely on her leather purse almost fell off when she leaped on the bus. She still had seven minutes that, if there was no traffic would save her from a lecture from the president.

I, Morrigan of Hymir, the current queen of the blessed lands of Hymir, hereby abstain from my position as the monarch and mother of the nation. For I have sinned a thousand unforgivable sins. My hands are tainted with the blood of innocents and thus haunt me from night and day.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

"Maeve is... she's younger than he is, and she's completely blind to what he is. She thinks she's marrying a romantic, powerful billionaire who is going to elevate her family's standing. She keeps talking about how he's the man she's going to spend the rest of her life with. She has no idea that he's just using her and has no interest in her." "She is an idiot," I said flatly. "And she is walking into a slaughterhouse." It wasn't that I thought of Maeve as an idiot but I had to say so so Luna won't know my relation with her and also, she might also be an idiot to not notice who Yamelyan Radov actually is. A monster and I will become an equally greater monster to break him.