Mariska Hargitay Novels & Stories

Sanya... I don't want to keep being stuck here with this annoying guy. He even threatened me earlier, thinking he could intimidate me. I am Chrissanya Evangelista, and I've never been afraid of a man, especially not someone like Adam Zhymian. Maybe others think I'm a really terrible person, wondering why I'm so angry with him. Truth be told, it's not just him I'm angry at, it's all men. I might even be considered a man-hater, right?

I asked. "She's at work so we'll be meeting her after her meeting." Jacob said. Diana Montiquez runs a makeup company, although she had kids early she never joked with her company. It was a gift from her mother on her 18th birthday at 19 she married Kenneth Montiquez with the responsibilities of a company and wife, her marriage was an arranged marriage so the public expected her marriage to fail because of how much Kenneth and her hated each other, it's still a mystery how they were able to stay together and raise three normal children, I mean two since Jacob is definitely not normal.

The remaining two were grazed and wolves of lower rank. Melissa expected Sebastian to claim her, even though he was younger than her, his herd area was next to hers and took her as Puna thought he could expand his land. But she was surprised to see Herbert appear, she had not seen him at all since the ceremony began. Melissa, Herbert and Karish have been friends for a long time, but she never saw Herbert as a love interest. He was always silly, playful, joking and never took things seriously. He and Karish were like opposites, so when she came of age to get her first heat, she was naturally drawn to Karish, the powerful and handsome Jordan who is always overshadowed by other wolves.

I tapped Rita, waking her up and we both stood up. "This is Rita and Makaila." Nigel introduced us. "Wait, So this is the famous Makaila, Christian won't stop talking about." Mrs Hales smirked. "That's right."Nigel smiled at me and I smiled at Christian's parents. "It's a pleasure to meet...." I stretched my hand for a shake, only to be pulled in to a bone crushing hug by Mrs Hales. Not what I was expecting...

He was not even a bit bad that she played him, if anything he was somewhat proud of how strong and intelligent she was. Natalie shifted her attention back to the computer and opened their bank account using the information stored in it. Balance: 500 million. She clicked on the option to transfer money. Before she typed the account to transfer the money into she turned to Adrian and put a card out in front of him. He looked down at it. Miracle international foundation: Charity organization for Orphanages He read it and turned to her. She was already looking at him trying read his expression. “I hope you don’t mind.” She said that as she turned her head back on the computer. Not exactly giving

Tomas blinked, clearly having expected something else. Her name is Marisol, he said, after a pause. She's twenty-six. She has a kind of leukemia that responds to treatment but the treatment costs more than I make in two years. I've been paying what I can. It's never enough. I thought, if I just gave them one piece of information, just one, that would be the end of it. And then they asked for a second piece, Aria said. Tomas's hands tightened on the table. Yes.

Marcel had kept her safe all this time. “Maria?” I asked, taking a step toward her. Aria looked at me before turning her attention to the one person who used to be my friend. “How did you get out?” “Alpha Marcel’s men let me out, they told me to go and hide. You know, I was under his protection, but it seems to me that there was a little matter that I needed to take care of first.” She said, taking a step toward me. Her eyes dropped to my stomach. She stared without shame. “You’re huge,” she muttered.

“That’s enough weightlifting for today. Do some meditation instead.” The chatter dies completely, replaced by a tense silence. Serena's sharp gaze lands on Mara. “And you,” she says coolly, “are fired.” Mara’s face twists in outrage. “Fired? For what? Telling the truth?” Serena smirks, a dangerous glint in her eyes. “No. For failing in your duties as a coach. You broke the law of confidentiality by humiliating one of the participants. That’s not leadership—it’s incompetence.” A faint smile tugs at the corner of my mouth, breaking through my embarrassment. For the first time, someone stood up for me—even if it’s Serena, who doesn’t particularly like me.

She laughed, “Far from it, in fact. I want to reward you for keeping yourself intact, that's very rare in this line of business. But first, it's only fair if you know who I am.” Her cat hopped off her thighs to the desk, hissing at me. She merely smiled, and leaned further into her seat, “I’m Marina Romanovich, wife to the notorious and deadly Maruska, a very wealthy and powerful man…who I'm sure you've heard of.” “It's common knowledge that even the grass of his lawn is made of gold,” I said simply. She laughed heartily, waving her hand dismissively, “A funny exaggeration, but he isn't that ostentatious. Oh, I have a feeling we'll get along so well, Maeve. You're a smart girl.”

The unexpected proposition left everyone, especially Hiya, in a state of astonishment. Quick to clarify the situation, Hiya's sister-in-law interjected, unveiling the familial connection. "It's good that you liked Hiya, but she is not our maid. She's my husband's little sister and my sister-in-law." A forced smile accompanied this revelation, betraying a hint of concern – the fear of losing the reliable presence that attended to household chores.