Maeve Wiley Novels & Stories

I'm not sure why I'm surprised by this, but I am. Seyla smiles at me and nudges me with her elbow. "You look like you've seen a ghost, Maeve. Breathe" she says jokingly. I force a laugh and we start walking. "Do you braid your hair yourself? Can you teach me how to braid? I've never been good at braids, and my dads weren't either." the bubbly red-head, Lyra, practically shouts at me. I look at her. She's pretty. Really pretty. But I can already tell her energy will be an absolute nightmare.

Pain shot up my spine from the impact. Maeve helped the sobbing, hyperventilating Zane to his feet. When she noticed his swollen face and disheveled hair, her expression turned vicious. "Nolan! You've lost your mind!" She stalked toward me, her face filled with a malice I had never seen before. "How dare you touch him!" Watching her protect him, I let out a jagged laugh. "Maeve, he smashed my dad's portrait." She paused before looking down at the shattered frame on the floor, then back at the sniveling Zane. He immediately started whining, "I didn't mean to! He charged at me, and I lost my grip!"

Just before Helga could complete her sentence, Maisy cut her off. "Ok! Lia!" She said excitedly. She cupped her cheeks with both her hands. Her eyes were twinkling when she realized she called Amelia's name. Maisy walked to her and held both her hands. "Lia, I will forever serve you. I will be your most loyal maid!" Maisy shouted and smiled brightly at Amelia. "What are you saying," Amelia said while giggling. Helga was about to say something when she sees the bright smile plastered on Amelia's face. 'I guess this is fine too. I'm glad her mood got better' she thought.

he asked and she sighed “Can we like keep this between the two of us, you know until we are both sure of what we want, I don’t want us to rush into anything then ruin it even before we can start on it, after we are done with looking into this matter at hand, I am not really sure of how and when we are going to find answers but I am pretty sure we will, sooner or later but before then, w can just have this between us so that it doesn’t get to interfere with our plans, I am glad you fl the same way about me, I just don’t want it to and even before start” she said and he agreed, he personally did not have any problem with keeping it between them because he was not ready to let the world know, h

She winked at Maeve who just rolled her eyes. “Stay out of the bedrooms too. Take your shenanigans somewhere else,” Maeve told her as she leaned down to select from the shoes that were placed in front of her. She stared at them critically, then, went for the stilettos. Maeve loved a good high heel. They accentuated her already long legs and made her feel sexier than she already felt.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

I wanted to pluck my ears out from the disgusting sound, but I assured myself that an hour of fakery wouldn't kill me, maybe it’d even make me… stronger? “For the last time, Willow, not everyone sucks deflated balls for a living like you,” Maeve rolled her eyes and the place erupted with laughter again. Pleased with her comeback, she cleared her throat, “she’s Alex’s step-sister, and as you all know, we’ll be getting married soon.” You know that look on peacock’s face right after they spread their colorful feathers? That’s the one Maeve had on her face after making that weird brag. What was even weirder was how unconvinced and unimpressed her so-called friends looked.

Another voice, Briar’s this time, snickered, “No wonder you side with him. Always were confused.” The disrespect hung heavy in the air. Fae didn’t flinch, didn’t rise to it, but the way his eyes hardened made my wolf want to tear them all apart for him. Maeve Holloway broke the silence, stepping forward from the group. “I didn’t take part in this,” she said, her voice steady but soft. “And I’m sorry. To you, Caelum. And to you, Professor.” Her eyes lingered on Fae with something like shame before she followed the rest, who slunk away under Fae’s glare.

“Me too. I’m Maeve. Married three months ago.” There’s something disarming in the way she says it, so normal compared to the polished chill of the others. "Married just over a month ago." I reply mirroring her smile. "Alera!" I state stretching my hand and she takes it. Maeve’s smile is warm, almost conspiratorial. “We’ll survive this circus together,” she whispers, and I find myself smiling back before I can stop it. For once, I don’t feel completely out of place.

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.