Maya And Carina Novels & Stories

Scarlett gasped as visions filled her mind: Maya facing down Roxy's dark magic, fighting off the Red Valley pack, healing injured wolves, running beneath the moon with Blaze, their powers intertwined and magnificent. "You see," Maya continued, still gentle but unflinching, "I didn't tame anyone. Blaze and I choose each other, every day. We make each other stronger. Better." She released Scarlett's wrist. "That's what true mates do." Scarlett stumbled back, her face pale. The other females watched in shocked silence. Maya was a strong force. "Now," Maya's smile was steel wrapped in silk, "shall we discuss actual business? Territory lines? Alliances? Or did you all come just to flirt with a ma

“The ma’am Carla wants it all destroyed before the Luna or that new doctor find out what happened here.” Maya nods and flops onto one of the couches, watching her sister frantically pack everything into a box. “They’ll find out eventually,” Maya remarks nonchalantly, inspecting her perfectly manicured red nails. “I think Señora Carla is desperate because she’s already lost so much power—not just with her son but with everyone in the pack. People are starting to see the truth and are accepting the alpha’s mate.”

"Because if we don't move first, we're already dead; we just haven't been buried yet." For a long moment she didn't speak, then, almost in a whisper, she asked, "And if I can't do it?" I leaned closer, my voice barely above a breath. "Then you'd better pray I can." "The first thing my father is planning to do," Maya said, her voice low but sharp, "is to eliminate Dane's mate... Cara." I blinked. The name hit me like a slap. "CARA?" "Yes," she replied without hesitation. "She's the first obstacle; once she's gone, Dane will be easier to destroy."

Another woman from PR pretended to check her phone but kept sneaking glances at Maya. Finally, someone spoke. “So… how’s the view from the top floor?” Maya turned. It was Carla, one of the company’s senior coordinators—sharp-tongued and openly ambitious. She leaned against the counter, arms crossed, a smirk on her lips. “Busy,” Maya replied evenly. “But rewarding.” Carla’s smile widened. “I’ll bet. Especially working that close to Mr. Blake.” Maya stirred her coffee slowly. “It’s a job, Carla. Same as yours.”

“I needed a moment to breathe. Did you miss me?” He drew me flush against his side, his touch possessive. Maya's voice sighed wistfully from beside him, as if she were witnessing the unfolding of a perfect love story. “Oh—this is my friend Maya Carter,” I said, turning slightly in Jay’s embrace. “Maya, this is my fiancé, Alpha Jay.” Maya greeted him with politeness, and Jay responded with the signature aloofness of his grace. “I will leave you two lovebirds alone,” she said, smiling playfully, and disappeared into the crowd.

"I know we didn't work out romantically, but you're still one of my favorite people." Alex managed a smile. "You're sweet." "I'm honest." Maya guided them toward a sleek black car at the curb. "I got us an Uber. Hope you don't mind." In the car, Maya kept talking. About New York. About mutual friends from Hartman. About cases she was working on. Alex watched the city pass by and thought about Emma. The restaurant was nice. Expensive. The kind of place Maya loved. They sat at a corner table with a view of the street.

It’s was A sunny Afternoon, Maya had just came back from her 2nd shift where she worked as a waitress in a restaurant when she over heard her step Mother and father talking about a marriage arrangement between their family and The Smith family. Maya Adams a 20 years old girl who lived with her father and stepmother in the big city of Atlanta, her stepmother had a daughter whose name was Mira. Maya’s Mother has been in coma for over 6 months. A month after Maya’s mother went into coma her husband Gavin Adams married another woman whose name was Doris which was Mira’s mother after marrying her she made Gavin stopped paying for Maya’s mother hospital bills. So Maya had to take 3 jobs and stoppe

Maya Woods was born an Omega. Weak, unwanted, and treated as nothing more than a slave in her pack. But fate bound her to Alpha Damien, the powerful young Alpha who refused to claim her, yet refused to let her go.Used in secret and ignored in public, Maya’s life was a cycle of pain and false promises until the night everything changed. Broken, bleeding, and on the edge of death, she was saved by the most feared Lycan King of all, Rasmus.With Rasmus, Maya discovered a new truth about herself, a hidden power no Omega was meant to carry, and a bond stronger than anything she had ever known. But love in the Lycan world is never simple. Desire burns, enemies circle, and betrayal waits closer than

It was better than letting her feelings rise. “I didn’t even do anything,” she whispered. “I walked next to him. That’s it.” Kennedy sat cross-legged on the edge of the couch. “This place doesn’t care what you did. They just need something to feed on. And Zane Carter? He’s prime meat.” Maya let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding. Her hand trembled slightly around the cup. “I can’t go through this again.” Kennedy’s eyes narrowed. “You’ve been through this before?”

“He’s right, Merry. Liam, Diego, Sandra, and Karamea are all there. And some of the warrior trainers. I promise you—she’s safe.” “Ugh, you three are disgustingly cute,” Fati grumbles, rolling her eyes and turning away. But I saw the flicker in her eyes before she hid her face. I kiss Merry’s forehead and turn her into Hakeem’s arms. He gives me a questioning look, but I nod toward Fati. His gaze softens immediately when it lands on our oldest. I head over and drape an arm around Fati’s shoulders. “Hey, muñeca. Dime.” (Hey, baby doll. Tell me.)