Maya Bishop Fanfiction Novels & Stories

but I feared I was going to snuff it out with my overbearing presence yet I don't know how else to exist. With Vera, it was normal. I knew how to be a mate, I was intuned to her needs, it was like having a cheat code. But Maya doesn't do normal, she reached into my chest and squeezed my heart so hard that I'll give her the world if she asked for it. It's why I'm an asshole sometimes because how dare she? How dare she destroy control that tooke years to cultivate? With her, I find myself becoming that little boy again, filled with hope and…

She didn't expect the glory of my office to be this tremendous. "You said you wanted to see me," Maya began. "What's the matter?" "Do you know me?" "Of course I do. You're the girl who signed a two-year contract with my boyfriend. You're the woman who consented with Aiden to have sex three times every day. You would sneak in to Velmora just to suck his dick. I do remember." Maya mocked. "Do you understand that you're no longer a Princess?" I countered and she gave a quiet nod.

I said as honestly as I could. "God, can you be such a dick?" "You make me this way and" I looked at the watch "You only have 20 minutes to wash and get ready." Maya opened her eyes and looked at the schedule before pushing me away from her. "God is late, you couldn’t contain yourself?!" "You’re the one who knelt down to suck my dick," I reminded her as she ran to the bathroom. ****** Maya

Maya's POV It was Ben. My heart nearly stopped. I froze at the doorway, eyes wide, mouth slightly open. Was he hurting her? My feet were glued to the floor, and for a second, I couldn’t breathe. “Maya?” Her voice cut through the fog in my brain. “We’re having sex,” she said almost yelling, eyes fluttering open in surprise as she saw me. Wait, what? I stood there, dumbfounded, still processing the fact that my best friend was naked, tied up, and crying, but apparently, it was consensual?

Then she spoke, her voice low. “She told me her mother made her believe I would steal all our father’s love. That I was the enemy before she ever knew me. And part of me understands that. I hated my father for cheating on my mother, but when I found out I had a sister… I was hopeful. I wanted someone who could understand me.” Damian stepped closer, sliding his arms around her from behind. She leaned into his embrace instinctively. “She wasn’t what I hoped for,” Maya said, voice cracking. “She was everything I feared. But today… she wasn’t just that.”

I pulled her in my arms, hugging her tender frame carefully, afraid that my heavy body would squash our little pup growing in her womb. “ Then why don't you tell me the truth, Gideon, make me understand. I don't enjoy suspecting you, but the things you do make me do what I don't wish.” Maya said in her sweet voice, but it would not fool me to not feel the sadness embedded in each word. I pulled her up and to the bed, helping her settle before I covered her with the blanket.

Nyra teased, conjuring a blade of dark energy. But before she could strike, a shout cut through the chaos. May’s POV The guilt gnawed on me as I stood alone in my chamber, replaying the look on Castillo’s face when I dismissed him. I didn’t trust him—how could I? But part of me… pitied him. Maybe even cared, deep down. With a sigh, I threw my cloak over my shoulders and slipped out the back garden, heart pounding. I was going after him, maybe we could talk about how to fight Nyra just in case she comes at him.

she said, her eyes glistening. My eye twitched. “Uhmm… sex? With who?” “Xavier Dante.” My stomach twisted violently. She just dropped a bomb. “Okay,” I replied, my jaw clenched. “I… I’ve got to go. I have things to finish up now, okay?” I said, stepping back, my chest tight. She nodded. I went into my bedroom and slammed the door hard, the sound echoing in my skull. “Dammit!!! Dammit!!! What have I done?” My hands dug into my hair. “I told him not to interfere with my personal life. Now they’ll be targeting Maya. Fuck… why did Maya even have to go to his place in the first place ?”