Mary Beth Gaskill Novels & Stories

I opened it and read through it. " Martha Hemsworth, former cheer captain at Brookdale high. Born in coastvile, age 23. Hmm, the bad girl Is 23 years old." I said and read through her document. " Stop reading her school file Riley." Bethany said, opening her closet. She saw a box that looked enchanted with shiny rocks. " What Is this?" Bethany asked. I stared at it dazed. She tried to open it with her hair pin but it didn't. Instead it bent out of shape.

Martha denied it just like she did with the rest of the questions the detective kept firing at her. "Stop talking because I know what women like you do .. acting innocent…aren't you ashamed" she was a doctor and Victor trusted her with the safety of the hospital. Martha was a good surgeon, an intelligent woman with a bitter heart. A tongue of a serpent ready to spit venom. The only thing she regretted was leaving three years ago and letting Martha get close to Skylar. Who knew what she would have done

"I'm glad to see that you're all healed up." "Thank you," Rayne spoke in a tone that concealed her nervousness and I liked that. I did not want her to be intimidated by anyone. I wanted my lady to be strong. We sat down and a little while later, the door of the meeting room opened after we heard a slight knock. A lady in her early thirties walked inside. She had long dark brown hair, bronze skin, and hazel eyes. 'A Middle Eastern beauty,' I read Rayne's thoughts. I wanted to tell her that even if this woman was beautiful, her beauty was nothing compared to hers.

I beg giving her my best sad look. Looking around to see if anyone is listening, Mary leans in whispering, “Her room is two doors down on the right. I have to go that way now, so you might catch the door before it closes.” Smiling at Mary, I give her a nod and chuckle to myself. I can see I still have it when it comes to dazzling the ladies. Now to turn that charm on for Kate.

It was morning already. Derrick was sitting by the still burning fire. He looked like he didn't sleep a wink all night. The fire never went out. I could tell it was no ordinary fire. There were no woods to keep it lit, but it still burned brightly. I handed him back his jacket. “Thank you.” I said almost in a whisper. “You're welcome.” He replied coldly and made his way out of the cave. I was right behind him. He looked like I had pissed him off The side of him I had seen last night was probably temporary. He was back to his icy self. I tailed behind him like a lost pup. We were almost at the entrance when a woman came in. She was clad in emerald green. I can feel my eyes widening as the mys

I looked away only to see MaryBeth launch up in the next lane. MaryBeth is a piece of work. Irish, her parents emigrated last year. Shortest girl on the team at five feet nothing. But nobody on the team has as much spirit and drive as MaryBeth. The girl is the soul of this team. She's a champion swimmer, and she wins. Nobody trains harder. She earns every win.

“A boy at school that Daddy needs a boy. He said we can’t be Megestanis because we’re only girls.” Skye closed her eyes and sunk to her knees, taking Pippa’s hands. “I love you all whether you’re a girl, boy or whatever else, okay? Unconditionally. And you are not ‘only’ girls. You’re young women who will do great things. All three of you.” She nodded and gave her mother a little smile. “But I can’t be Megestanis, can I?” Skye looked up at Max, her lips tight and face stiff. “Come on,” Max said, sweeping them both into his arms, “Time for a quick bath before lunch.”

"In the famous scenarist-director Gail's eyes, I don't deserve to become one of the top 16 competitors? Then what should my rank be? Should I rank after 100th?" Gail patted Jessica and explained with a smile, "It doesn't mean that I don't believe in you. You're the most beautiful girl in my heart!" Jessica nodded deliberately and believed Gail's casual explanation temporarily. Gail added, "Mary is disingenuous! How can she be one of the top 16 competitors? She must have hired online supporters! She even posts that she is much more beautiful than you in The Splendid Dynasty and is the most surprising dark horse in the competition...!"

Okay, let me explain, I said to her. When I was coming to work this morning, waiting for the bus, Endrick saw me and he persuaded me to give me a ride to the company but I declined. You what! She exclaimed. You mean you declined the request of Endrick to give you a lift to the company. 'Wow’, she added. Mary, don't you know almost all the female workers working in this particular company always wish for such an opportunity, even only once, but you declined. See Sandra, you can't understand. I said. Okay Mary what's there that I can't understand, she queried.

Mary Redferne As the music throbbed and the chatter of the party filled the air, Judith and I found ourselves tucked away at the bar, indulging in some light-hearted gossip. We sipped on our drinks, occasionally rolling our eyes at the flashy displays of wealth around us—the flashy jewelry, the designer outfits, the pretentious conversations about stock portfolios and exotic vacations. Suddenly, Judith nudged me, her expression eager as she leaned in close. "Mary, there he is," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the din of the party. "Joshua just walked in. It's time to put first phase of our plan into action."