Maya Bishop Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“You’re right. Genevieve won. She took your fiancé, poisoned your father against you, and destroyed your career. She won every battle.” The words were knives. “But you know what? She only wins if you stay in this bed. If you give up. If you let her turn you into this broken thing she wanted you to become.” Maya pulled the blanket down, forcing me to look at her. “The Diana I know doesn’t quit. She’s a fighter. She’s survived a dead mother, a narcissistic father, and years of psychological torture from a sociopath stepsister. She doesn’t get to give up now.”

I had finished my data entry hours for the day, my fingers slightly stiff from the repetitive motion, and now I was just waiting. Maya had been gone for hours. She’d actually gone to church in the morning, which was a sentence I never thought I’d say. Maya Donovan and organized religion usually didn't mix, but apparently, when a handsome, wealthy gynecologist invites you to his parish, you suddenly find a reason to pews-hop. She was totally smitten by Dr. Hugh. I just sat there, chewing on a piece of sweet, creamy fruit, hoping that neither of them was playing the other. Maya deserved a win, but I knew how these high-society men could be.

I wasn't certain, but this was the time, he seemed to be doting on me, and I really needed to use it to my advantage. “I have worked in the pack for a really long time. I've worked in the West Wing with my mother since I was a child, Lady Fiona, and one thing I can promise you. And swear it by my life, is that Alpha Marcellus anything but nice” Maya explained; her eyes had sincerity to them, and I dreaded the word as it rolled off her lips. “I guess just… Well, you are a very good person.” Maya asserted the door flung wide open on cue, and Lena stormed into the room, burning red from fury and green from envy.

I scoffed. "Well, I am waiting for her,” I said. Ario chuckled. “I actually feel for Felix and his mate; what’s her name again?” he asked. “Maya,” I said. “Yes, Maya, I never really had a proper conversation with her. She irritated me, and when the curse left, I still couldn’t have proper conversations with her. "Well a betrayal is a betrayal,” he said. I smiled, nodding my head. I never go easy on a betrayal, so I won’t go easy on any of them, especially Mary and her father. They killed my parents, my one chance of having a father I loved.

The house selection, the work tasks, everything…】 【May, go away! Stop harassing our Jevon!】 【Who doesn’t know May’s a hardcore Jevon fan?】 【The show is so biased. Mia gets a great assistant, and Jevon gets a trash one!】 【After this episode, May will definitely latch onto him again.】 【Shipping May and Jevon? Better ship Mia and Jevon! Love and war!】 【Someone upstairs has lost it! Let our Jevon shine alone. Mia and May are trash!】

Maya listened as Fiona spoke. “Any good news?” Fiona asked. “Besides the fact that I’m now in a relationship with Jess, I think nothing. And oh, her dad might love me too as well, soon enough,” Dione’s voice came as a whisper, but Maya was close enough to hear everything. Fiona let out an evil laugh. “Very good. What about her obsessed friend? Does she still doubt you?” “Screw you, Fiona, you skinny-ass bitch calling me obese? Like she could afford to stay a month without fixing up her hideous face with plastic surgeries,” Maya mumbled but made sure to keep her voice down.

She leaned into me, her nostrils pulling at my scent, then reached for my hand and took it in hers, a long breath releasing from her wrinkled lips as she shook her head. “Maya, what—” “You’re stronger,” she said quietly, rubbing her very soft thumb over the back of my knuckles. Then she turned her head up, her eyes bright with intensity and something else. Something… ambitious? I blinked. “You mean the bond? With Cazz?” Maya just held my gaze like she was waiting for me to speak. “He… I mean, we… I think he’s—” “He’s accepted the bond?” Maya asked quietly, almost as if she was scared to hear the answer.

"You didn't ask for the Gift. Why?" "Because I don't trust gifts from people who don't wear shirts," Maya said. She stood up, dusting off her jeans. She was shorter than him, but she carried herself like she owned the tunnel. "And besides, I’m a Null. Your moon-tricks don't work on me. I’ve been human this whole time while you lot were busy biting each other." Malakai walked closer. He reached out to touch her hair. Maya slapped his hand away. "Don't." Her voice was like a whip. "I’m not one of your pets."

“Yes. They’re not a real danger. Their previous Alpha honest to Goddess thought the unfortunates were our warriors. He was an idiot. The new one is smart. I’ll make some kind of alliance with him, but Maya needs to get home. She doesn’t look so hot.” “The pup?” “Yes, I think so. It’s draining her.” “We’re twenty minutes out.” “We’ll meet you at the stream. I don’t think you can drive up to this house. It’s a bit…wild.” I break my connection with Stephen and turn to Maya. “If you need to use the toilet, do so quickly because Stephen’s already on his way.” Her pale face lights up again. “Seriously?” “Yeah, he’s a good Beta.” “Because of you,” she says and gives me crooked smile. “You are a goo