Maggie And Glenn Novels & Stories

Cyber “Have you found something out?” Maggie peered at me from over the rim of her glasses. She looked tired, older, but still a hell of a lot better than she had when I had seen her in the hospital. It was good she was home and resting. Iris was obviously taking good care of her. My eyes scanned the comfortable living room. The bikers in it made it seem cluttered, but we had a habit of doing that wherever we went. “Not even a hello, Maggie, I’m disappointed.” Bending at the waist, I pressed my lips to her cheek. Fang followed suit, whispering something in her ear that made her giggle like a schoolgirl.

Then there was Maggie—an hour and a half late with her gift wrapped up in a Target sack. "Oh! You must be Myalin," Maggie said excitedly as she entered the kitchen where the rest of us were gathered and talking about our love lives. Maggie rushed over and shook Myalin's hand aggressively, a sweet but overzealous smile plastered on her face. "It's so nice to finally meet you! I'm so glad that our girl has someone like you to keep her company at work. Especially with the love drama—"

Maggie called from the dining room. I led the women into the small dining area, each step heavier than the last. I knew Maggie would be understanding, my mate had returned to me, but it didn’t ease the guilt consuming my thoughts. Maggie pressed on, acting as a generous hostess, placing plates loaded down with hash browns, pancakes, and sausages before us before taking her own seat. “You must be Lucas’s mate.” She smiled, turning to Selene. “I’m thrilled to finally meet you. I’m Maggie. Your mate has been quite hospitable to my children and I since I lost my mate.”

They only nodded and prepared to leave. Before they could move, the door opened suddenly. Maggie walked in. She didn’t knock or wait to be invited. Rowland turned toward her, his face tightening with annoyance. “What are you doing here, Maggie?” The guards looked from one to the other, unsure if they should leave or stay. Maggie’s lips curved slightly. “There will be no need to send that message to Alpha Glint,” she said simply. The room went still. Rowland’s brow furrowed. “And who gave you the right to interrupt my affairs?”

She felt herself pulse just from the sight of it. “You gonna stare all day, or you wanna put that mouth to work?” Glenn teased, his voice low and taunting. Maggie bit her lip, then pushed up onto her elbows, crawling toward him like she wasn’t a married woman who should know better.

Maggie got free and she went to her ex-fiances wedding but not to cause a scene but to say goodbye. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~ HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE!

Maggie, who’d been studying Tara with knit brows as if to remember her as well, took a deep breath, presented a broad smile and said, “Indeed we are.” **** Tara spent the day getting to know the area with Maggie as her guide. The two women where an unlikely looking couple, yet there was something about Maggie that Tara found delightful. She felt an instantaneous trust and security with the woman. They shared stories about themselves, about people they knew, and places they’d been to. They compared likes and dislikes and discussed trusts and distrusts. To Tara’s delight, Maggie had a passion for animals that surpassed her own. On a whim, she invited the old woman back to her house to meet Su

After a beat, Maggie laughs and nods her head. “He thinks he is so big and tough, but he really is a big softy for a female in distress,” Maggie says as Axel walks in with Hugo and Abe. “You ate without us?” Axel says, wandering over to Maggie and giving her a sweet kiss. She smiles up at him. “Nope. We started without you. And then you were twenty minutes late, so we finished without you.” “Told you they wouldn’t wait, Axel,” Abe says smugly and Maggie throws daggers at him.

At the table, two couples and a woman were already seated. Michael introduced everyone. "Mags, you know Jimbo and Murph. This is Jim's wife Pam," Maggie said hello and shook hands, "and this is Brian's wife Renee. This," he continued, indicating the beautiful young blonde wearing a skimpy black strapless dress, "is Jana." She gave a half-hearted smile that came off as more of a smirk. "Everyone this is Maggie Flynn and her date Ben…" Brian and Jim stood to greet Maggie, eyes wide and mouths open in surprise. Could this be the same Maggie they'd interviewed in the conference room a few months back?

He deserved to be happy; providing he was still alive. When a slender, flaxen haired woman joined Pauline, Maggie knew immediately that she was Eliza. Although well dressed, her body language gave away the fact that she was new to the finer things in life. Maggie thought her a pretty young thing and was glad she and Angus found each other. In truth, she never guessed her rugged, leathered cowhand would ever find a woman strong enough to settle him down. For that reason alone, she liked Eliza already. After fortifying her nerves by filling her lungs with air, Maggie strode across the few yards that separated her from Pauline and Eliza. “Excuse me. My name is Maggie Jones.”