Mary Shaw Real Story Novels & Stories

Thus, our training expanded, both of us became his shadows. I loved working for him. It gave me a purpose and a way to release my energy and anger. Carmila was presented as his daughter at the court when she was 18. She was just living her life but at least could sniff here and there for us. Being aware of the latest gossips was a huge help. Nonetheless, she never learned how far our father’s web went. For her, he was the king’s personal gossip keeper. Eventually, Tamor bought her a house under the sea for her comfort. Her mermaid genes pushing her to water. She joined the high society there too, got married, and now was rarely visiting us. Our war finished when I saved her ass from a group

Case slammed his empty glass on the table, “That’s right! This is the heartbroken club! Our crush just got married, but yours just got OUT of marriage!! What are you doing here?! Came over to gloat?!” “No, of course not.” Doctor Shaw elegantly poured himself a cup and sighed sadly, “When I heard that Maery and Levi broke off their engagement, I was thrilled. I hid these feelings in my heart for seven years. And now, finally, I could let them out and openly pursue her.” “And now you even took her to the wedding as her date. Good for you.” Trey couldn’t disguise a tinge of sourness from leaking into his tone. “Indeed, I was so happy when Maery asked me to accompany her to the wedding as her da

She never told anyone the truth about her education levels—not even Frederick, but he must have known that she was educated. Raymond frowned and looked at her sympathetically, saying, "I understand. Sorry, dear, so how did you cope when you got kidnapped? Where were you taken to?" Raymond asked curiously. Something flashed in Shawty’s eyes, but her expression was still the same. "To a club. We were much too many, like 50 in a room. They always asked us to do odd jobs, like cleaning the room. But most of the women who developed quickly were sold. We were about twenty remaining in the club because we were underdeveloped and could not do the work." Shawty lied smoothly without a change of expre

Shaw had crossed a line. “What do you mean they’re fake?” She had been going through the books for days, and while she found some strange details, there was no indication that they were outright fake. That was the reason why she kept persevering. Now it all made sense. In other words, Harvey had been lying to her from the very start, and unless she dealt with Shaw, she would never lay her hands on the real accounts. That realization filled her with frustration. Shaw was pushing her into a corner, leaving her no room to negotiate. If she did not agree to his request, she could forget about seeing the real records.

I shrugged her off, my face as calm as still water. "Not much longer now." The flash of cameras was blinding, and a forest of microphones sprouted up before me. "Mrs. Shaw, are you accusing Ms. Kane of stealing your work out of jealousy?" "Is it true that you and Mr. Shaw are splitting?" "Rumor has it you're a big spender, and that's why Mr. Shaw's given you the cold shoulder. Any truth to that?"

In the fifth year of her marriage, Natalie Shaw is taken to the police for the 199th time after being mistaken for a mistress. Someone comes to bail her out. Her face is covered in scratches and blood. A chunk of her hair has been ripped out, exposing raw, bleeding skin. It's a horrifying sight. She cries from the pain. But soon, she goes numb. She sits in the chair in silence, trying to untangle her hair, which has been clumped together by thick, sticky blood. Only when a police officer hands her a document and tells her she is free to leave does she slowly lift her head. And sure enough, the person who has come to bail her out is not her husband, Adrian Carter.

“ I just wanted to leave a normal life like everyone else and not everyone respecting and treating me different because of who I am and that was the only reasons I got away and got married . I hid my real identity a secret from my ex husband , harvey shuan , because I wanted to start afresh , the only thing , I didn’t change was my name Scarelet . All this years of being married to him , I loved him , treated him with care and respected him , it was 10 years of my own foolishness and stupidly , I wasted all of my youthful days with a man that never cared a bit about me and when I was getting so worried and prayed for his happiness , he was right under my nose fucking my maids . He got ny mai

“Don’t worry about it sweetheart. Just get the girls and stay in the other room till I call on you. I’ll end this madness.” Shirley nodded and rushed into the other room. She made Matilda hide in a small box because she was the smallest one, and made Mirabel hold on to her. Before long, the room door was kicked in and a whole lot of people rushed in and captured Shirley and Mirabel. They saw David lying in his blood with his throat harshly slit. “Mirabel, close your eyes! Don’t look.” Shirley said, but it was already too late. They matched the two to the center of the town where they had already prepared crosses for the three. Shirley, Mirabel, and Matilda. “Why are you doing this?” asked Sh

Karen said with a cold face, "Your baby? That baby was a b*stard! Stop mentioning that slut! She went to a bar for a drink in the middle of the night and was sexually assaulted while drunk! The Shaw family doesn't have a daughter-in-law like her! "Do you know what outsiders are saying about the Shaw family? They’re saying you were cuckolded and are raising someone else's child! She’s going to ruin the Shaw family's reputation! If I had known she would do such a disgraceful thing, I wouldn't have let you marry her no matter what!" Karen became angrier and angrier as she spoke. "Ian, stop thinking about that wench! Where's Ruby? Why didn't she come back with you? Didn't you two go abroad toget

But this time, Sharon was the one with a chance to survive because she had the parachute. I didn’t expect Eugene to bother with rescue efforts once he landed. Honestly, I’d be grateful if he didn’t publicly declare me dead the moment he hit the ground. After all, in both lifetimes, the only woman he truly loved was Sharon. It was only after we married in my previous life that I discovered the truth—Eugene and Sharon had known each other long before. They met in school as two illegitimate children brought back into their families, finding solace in their shared pain and promising to stay by each other’s side.