Maria Reynolds Hamilton Novels & Stories

“Is everything alright?” “Well, I’m not so sure, sir. I just walked in on miss Stephanie on her hands and knees, screaming and crying out as Dominic simply stood there, watching her. Miss Stephanie didn’t allow me to get near her when I tried, and Dominic told me it was only her hormones making her act such a way. I’ve known miss Stephanie for a long time, sir. I was there with your wife as she was pregnant, along with two of my own experiences, so I know this isn’t hormones. I apologize for being so blunt, sir, but-”

REYNA walked down the halls as everyone bowed down to her feet. She has absolute power over the syndicate, next to Sebastian Lexington’s power. Their names constantly change, and so does their persona. She never really knows who the real husband she married is. She sighed heavily before entering her office. Her day was already ruined, she hoped the news will give her light.

"I’m fine, Martha. My hands need to stay busy. After a full day of kindergarteners and finger paint, soapy water feels like a luxury." Martha let out a low, knowing chuckle. "Mr. Hamilton is a lucky man. He found a teacher who isn't just brilliant with kids, but isn't afraid to get her hands dirty in a kitchen sink." My face flushed, the heat rising faster than the steam from the machine. I looked down, focused intently on a non-existent smudge on the rim of a saucer. "You’re exaggerating. I’m just... helping." Heavy, steady footsteps approached the swinging doors. I didn't need to look up. The very molecules in the room seemed to vibrate differently when he arrived.

Opening the door, Christiana stood in front of her. "I forgot my handbag and umbrella at your house." "So sorry for the inconvenience." Her voice was laced with remorse. Staring at her, Daisy Hunter said," What, No, it's really okay…I too forget my stuff in people's homes." Daisy Hunter said, smiling gleefully, exposing her perfect dentition. Stepping into the dimly lit room, Christiana spotted her handbag and umbrella, grabbing it, she thanked Daisy and stepped out immediately.

Ruby had also stayed back with her. Madison had a slight headache, so she didn't join them. Although the real reason was because she was still mad at Raphael. As usual Alexandra and Ruby are busy maunching different varieties of cereals in the kitchen, talking about nothing reasonable, just some random talks. Ruby phone suddenly rings. Alexandra watches her check the caller ID, her face morphs into a frown, before putting the phone away. The phone rings four more times, she also ignores it, this act makes Alexandra question why she didn't pick the call.

But she is doing well for herself and her fate led her to Drake. "You don't worry. Looking at how Mr. Hamilton protected you till now, he will not let your mate harm you ever. According to Sean, Mr. Hamilton is a possessive man. He likes you so much. I am sure he must have figured out who your mate is. He will not sit idle after the open attack on you. Even if he doesn't know who your mate is, he will figure it out soon enough" Anna said confidently. Nyra nodded her head In agreement.

Nathaniel Hamilton had cried three times in his adult life before Michael was born. The first time was at his father’s funeral, not because he missed the man—he didn’t—but because of the weight of everything unsaid, everything that would never be resolved. The second time was when he married Victoria, watching her walk down the aisle in Margaret’s garden, unable to believe that someone like her could love someone like him. The third time was when Victoria almost died from the poison, holding her limp hand in the ambulance, bargaining with a God he wasn’t sure existed.

“It was unfortunate that the most beautiful woman in Northspring was very devoted to Mr. Hamilton Sr. and married him afterward. “The son of the influential figure commissioned a master-level fighter to kill the most beautiful woman in Northspring. “Mr. Hamilton Sr. was grief-stricken and asked for Admiralporium to act on his behalf to uphold justice for his deceased wife. “However, every Admiralporium member remained silent and disregarded his request. “When Mr. Hamilton Sr. learned that the man had such a powerful influence that not even the Admiralporium could take action on him, he was so furious that he destroyed the door of the Admiralporium’s headquarters. “Admiralporium was conscious

Elena Hamilton. Amongst the crowd, Liam's gaze burned with an intense, poisonous rage. His normally composed demeanor shattered as his heart hardened and his pulse quickened. A devilish thought slithered into his mind, and a sinister smirk crept across his face. He knew, with a sinking certainty, that this premature stunt was orchestrated by none other than Isabella. The realization fueled his anger further, but he fought to regain control, taking a deep breath in an attempt to steady his tumultuous emotions. Liam understood that this was a pivotal moment, one where Elena's strength would be tested in the public eye.