Maya And Zatz Novels & Stories

How on earth am I suppose to be mates with a rogue? Each step I take brings me closer to my reality. Andreas, my wolf kept urging to go faster. He has never been this agitated. I finally got there to see two kids with a baby. The girl was sleeping with her back turned towards me. I couldn’t get a whim of her scent. I opened the door to the cell and she immediately turn to look at me. “MATE!” We both said at the same time. “Get her out of that filthy place” Andreas yelled.

His grin didn't waver as he shifted them back to me. "Baby, are you okay?" I blinked rapidly, my eyes fixed on the guy before me. I coughed, smiling as I took a step away from him but the guy held my waist tight. "I am," I assured with a stiff grin. A bald man pushed forward, his mic in front of Elliot. "Miss. Myles is known for her willful act. She certainly won't want a competitor. What do you say to this, Mr. Garrett?" "Zora is my love. Anyone that doesn't want that should have me to deal with."

⸻ “But I came back.” That— That was new. ⸻ Elara nodded slightly. ⸻ “I noticed.” ⸻ Silence again. ⸻ But softer now. ⸻ Warmer. ⸻ ⸻ Across town— Maya and Zara sat on the couch. ⸻ Closer than before. ⸻ No tension this time. ⸻ Just quiet. ⸻ “You still drink the same thing,” Zara said. ⸻ Maya smirked.

Maya’s expression instantly did a 360 degree somersault, she immediately smiled gleefully and jumped up on the bed, picking the spoon up she took the first bite, then she looked up at Tazz who did not react but continued to stand firmly rooted to his spot, unable to fathom what changed in one night that she wanted to go there again, that too so desperately. “Hey, why are you standing there, come and eat, we don’t want to give them the trouble to arrange food for us while we go uninvited,” she spoke through mouth full of meal, Tazz was surprised at her eagerness, without replying he joined her and had a few spoon fulls to keep her company.

Zaire cleared his throat loudly, and walked towards the door. He opened it and came face to face with Maya. She had been busy upstairs in her room for the past hour, changing clothes and carefully dabbing makeup over her swollen face and bruises. Now she stood in front of the door in Jean shorts and an oversized t-shirt. She matched Zaire's glare and then looked past him at Damien. Giving him a tentative smile, Damien nodded stiffly, then glanced at Zaire who was still standing at the door, varrinv it slightly so Maya could not come in.

"Miss Maya, I assure you, Zara is one of our most—" "I don't care about her name," Maya interrupted, running a gloved finger over the rim of a crystal glass Zara had just polished. She stared at it for a moment, then intentionally tipped it over. Clink. The glass shattered against the marble floor, shards of crystal spraying across Zara’s shoes. "It's filthy," Maya lied, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. "And so is she. Her presence is ruining my appetite. Do something about it, or I’ll ensure my father pulls his investment from this place by morning."

Maya stood by his desk, a smile plastered on her face. “I’ll see you at home tonight. I’ll do my famous chicken curry,” Maya said. She was nervous. Reaching out, Zion held her face and slammed his lips down on hers, kissing the life out of her. When he pulled back, he scented her arousal. “Baby, everything about you is famous.” Charles frowned. “Who is this?” “I’m his girlfriend. It’s a pleasure to have met you all,” Maya said. She made excuses for herself, but Charles wasn’t having it.

Her mother said. "Noooo!!"Maya shouted. Everything went quiet until Maya heard the fading footsteps of her parents. She picks up her mobile phone and contacts Mark Wilson. Phone Rings ******** "Hello Mark," "Hello Maya. " "Can we meet up this evening for some drinks and a cool talk?"Maya asked with a shaking voice. "Okay, Maya.Anything for you." 6:00 PM

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It had been like this between them for the last couple of months, unable to keep their hands off each other. “Do you want to go up to my room?” Maya breathed and Micah grinned, gazing deep into her eyes. “Absolutely!” Micah stood up from the couch with Maya straddling him and began to walk towards the stairs, his lips still on Maya when they both heard the door fling open. It was Aunt Gomez. “Maya, Micah. I have good news.” She said with a wide smile. Micah awkwardly put Maya down and raised a confused brow at her.