Maisie Dobbs Series Novels & Stories

Quimby's orders. During the argument that had ensued, Maisie had taken a misstep and fallen from a great height. When Daniel had seen her again, she had been lying in the emergency room, her life hanging by a thread. He had investigated those people, but they had disappeared as if they'd evaporated into thin air. There had been no security cameras in the area, so this was still an unsolved mystery. Ever since losing her child, Maisie had seemed to be living in a daze. It was only then that Daniel had understood his feelings for her and been consumed by regret. Later on, Maisie had lost her memory and gone to Centrolis.

Caspian made a gesture at Maisie to reassure her and that he would meet her after that before following the ​​Oceans Chamber of Commerce's servants away. Realizing that Caspian was indeed unharmed, and Louis's sneak attack did not hurt him, Maisie finally breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she turned her sight to the pulped corpse, and there was a rare hint of iciness flashing in Maisie's eyes. Looking at the corpse that appeared like mud on the ground, gasping sounds came from everywhere.

It makes that light glitter over the door again. Seemingly satisfied, Maisie turns to us, a finger to her lips. Another complicated hand motion and the sounds of sex fill the room. Moans, grunts, dirty talk – anything that you could imagine. More specifically, moans, grunts, and words in both Maisie and my voices. My eyes dart to hers, but she’s already moving to wall with a large tapestry covering it. Maisie lifts the tapestry, presses two stones in an odd pattern, and the walls gives way to a passageway – a staircase leading down below the castle.

Third-Person POV At the psychiatry department, Maisie was both a difficult and obedient patient. She desperately wanted results from the treatments, so regardless of what the doctor suggested, she was always willing to try. Yet no matter what the method was, nothing could break through the wall she'd built in her mind. That changed the day Chloe brought her a duplicate of the videotape. "I'm really sorry, Maisie. I was wrong about everything. Please tell Rupert that I'm sorry too."

“But I guess you’re heading out, so I’ll just… go.” She turned abruptly, grabbed the doorknob, and rushed out. It all happened so fast I couldn’t even speak, couldn’t stop her. But something about the way she fled—it wasn’t just nerves. It was fear. I was about to head back in when I noticed it—droplets of water near the door. Maisie had just taken a bath. She was still in her robe. She had entered my room—and she had seen the hidden door. She saw everything. And now it made sense.

She gave him a faint smile and hurried out of the restaurant with a gloomy face. Saydie stood in front of the car and asked her the second she appeared, “Do you really plan to hand Sir Hernandez’s negative vote to him?” Maisie smirked. “It’s just my plan to divert the enemy’s attention. I have a final move kept right up my sleeve.” Maisie got into the car. Saydie got in the car and drove away from the restaurant, while Maisie took her cell phone out of her handbag and glanced at the icon saved on the screen. Then, a hint of coldness beamed from the corners of her lips.

SYNOPSIS What do you think it'd feel like to be constantly reminded of what you hated the most about yourself? Well, Maisie Chambers is well accustomed to that horrible feeling. High school has been hell just because some people can't stand that she's fat. All she wants is to get through the last year of high school as invisible as possible. Alexander Scott and his twin, Avery are the new students that draws everyone's attention. Somehow, they notice Maisie and everything begins to change.

But if you’ve decided to start here… welcome anyway. I hope you enjoy Isabella and Damien’s story. 🥹🌹 ~ ~ ISABELLA 🌸 “Your mother’s funeral is in two weeks, and your sister went into labor prematurely yesterday. She needs you, Rosetta.” I replayed the automated voicemail over and over again until my eyes felt too heavy to open. And I didn’t stop replaying it, even after I’d arrived at the airport. Five years… That was how long I was gone.

Unfortunately, her brain refused to cooperate because by the time they pulled into the driveway, she had replayed it at least twenty times. The moment they stepped inside, Maisie kicked off her light up shoes, dropped her backpack onto the nearest accent chair, and headed straight for the kitchen. Eloise followed behind more slowly, hanging her coat up. She fully expected to find Caroline’s temporary replacement nanny waiting to take over. Instead, the kitchen was empty and bathed in the warm, golden glow of the late afternoon sun. Maisie was already seated at the large marble kitchen table, pulling worksheets from her backpack. The little girl frowned down at a page filled with numbers befo

Laura. *One Week Later* “Seriously? That's your new role now?” I pause by the staircase, drilling Maisie with a look. She's standing by the door, holding my car keys, clearly ready to drive me to work. That has been her new role since I returned and found out she was worried sick about me. The moment I told her Liam kidnapped me, Maisie went ballistic. She tracked Liam on his social media handles and spat curses that could last one a hundred years at him.