Maya Banks Series Novels & Stories

"We... we were told you were in the hospital! We were told you’d had a breakdown!" "I did have a breakdown," Maya said, walking slowly toward the head of the table. Every eye followed her. Every breath was held. "I broke down the door of a storage unit where Xavier’s sister was trying to lobotomize me with a scalpel. I broke down the firewall of the Thorne Group’s offshore accounts on the ride over here. And now, I’m here to break the hands of anyone who touches that pen." Xavier recovered his mask of composure, though a vein was pulsing in his neck. "Maya, you’re clearly distressed. You’re injured. This only proves my point; you aren't in a state to lead. Security, please escort Mrs. Blackw

CHAPTER SIX: NEW FOUNDATIONS The bank's conference room felt unnecessarily formal, all polished mahogany and leather chairs that squeaked when you shifted your weight. Maya smoothed down her pencil skirt for the fifth time in as many minutes, glancing at the door. Luca was late, which was so unlike him that she had already checked her phone twice to make sure she had the correct time. "More water, Ms. Chen?" The loan officer, a well-dressed woman named Patricia Dawson, gestured to the half-empty glass in front of Maya.

Maya said with a bow. She grew up isolated and unloved in her family. Having someone care for her like a mother could to her child, she felt warm inside. " It's nothing. I don't want to watch you throw your life away when you have a bright future ahead." She said, " May I know your name?" Maya asked but the lady shook her head in denial. " I have a feeling this isn't our first and last meeting. I will give you a reason to look forward to seeing each other. I'll tell you the next time we meet." The lady spoke and Maya nodded her head.

Julian said, staring at the white light past the sky, “there’s only the void. No more chapters left in the book.” Maya stared at the Replay button. She looked at the little girl, now marching toward her like a robot. “What do we do, Maya?” Julian asked, his hand glassy and fragile in hers. Maya looked at cold, white reality. Thought about the readers. Thought about the fight. “I’m a doctor,” Maya whispered. “And I can’t live in a world that isn’t real.” She raised the remote high, ready to smash it. If Maya destroys the Replay button to find the truth, will there be a Chapter 65, or will she accidentally erase the only world where her family is still alive?

She stated and thought I have already made the decision, I had to ask her a question. "Why do you want to help me?" I asked her and she sighed rolling my eyes. "Number one, because I'm a profeminist. Two, I'm actually helping myself. So, are you in or not?" "Of course." I nodded. "Bethany, who else is working with Makaila's father apart from you?" I asked and she looked at me for a moment, probably deliberating whether to tell me or not. "Jackson and Tyler." She deadpan and I cussed.

⸻ Later that night, Maya sat on her bedroom floor, still wearing the moon pendant, her heart finally… light. Her phone buzzed again. Unknown Number: You think this is over? She stared at it. Then typed back: Maya: No. But now I’m ready. She blocked the number without flinching. For once, the past didn’t get to write the ending. She did. ⸻

Maya collins’s pov~ Estonia, land of my fucking dreams. At least for now, a week ago I was out of a job, broke and in so much debt that I could die. >>>>>>>>>A week ago… “Maya. If you do not remit payment for this semester, you will be required to retake this course.” That was an email representative from NYU. My friend Kate sighed over the phone, “What are you going to do Maya? You can't stay with your grandma anymore” she asked.

I waited for her to say You’re right, it is gross. Instead, I felt the sofa dip beside me. "You really don't know me at all, do you?" Maya’s voice was quiet. Hurt. I looked up, wiping my eyes. "What?" "Do you think I'm the morality police?" Maya asked, shaking her head slowly. "Do you think I care about age gaps or power dynamics or whatever messed up Freudian stuff is going on here? I'm Maya. I'm the girl who dated a drummer who lived in a van because he had 'good energy'. I'm the girl who is currently considering a threesome with my boyfriend and a stranger."

May woke up the next day very late after spending the whole night on her phone because she was unable to read. She just couldn't get him out of her head. She didn't go home as she slept in Kayla's studio apartment which she plans to move into later in the day. She knows she won't last long in her parent's house if she goes back there after what she did to them. She also won't be able to carry out her planned revenge if she stays there. She looked around the room and didn't see Kayla. Maybe she is out buying something or she went to school without May because she is still upset about what happened yesterday?

MAYA'S POV I couldn't believe it. Just a week ago, I was a barista at a coffee shop struggling to make ends meet. And now, I was working for Alexander, a billionaire who wanted me to sign a contract and a non-disclosure agreement. It all felt so surreal. I sat at my desk, going through the documents Alexander had given me. As I read through the papers, I couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy. What kind of secrets did Alexander have that he needed me to sign an NDA? But then again, he was a billionaire, and I was just a regular girl. I supposed it made sense.