Novel & Cerita Maya Bishop Fanfiction

Maya suddenly stirred inside my mind. “You like him,” she said in my head. I groaned. “Don't start.” “You do.” “I know.” For the first time, Maya's amusement filled my mind. “ Finally,” she said with a sigh. I smiled. Maybe having her back wasn't so bad after all. Caspian

Silas asked, his gold-veined wolf form still simmering. "Because I was born in Sector 7," Maya said, her smile turning bitter. "The 'Dystopian Steampunk' world. I was the 'Tragic Heroine' who died in the third act. But I was so popular with the audience that the Architects pulled me out and made me an intern. I’ve seen enough Exhibitions to know that you three are different. You didn't just survive your script; you 'overwrote' it."

“It doesn’t matter what you say, wolf. She feels it too.” The mate bond surged inside my chest, wild and insistent, pulling me toward him even as I wanted to fight it. My nails bit into my palms, struggling to breathe. Naomi edged closer, her hand brushing my arm, grounding me. But even Naomi’s presence couldn’t quiet the storm building inside. Felix’s gaze softened—dangerously so. “Maya,” he said, my name dripping from his tongue like a forbidden prayer.

MAYA'S POV I raced out of the room in mortification and disgrace. I was still pregnant and had given my whole to a man who didn't want me; my virginity was lost for real. I could hear Elena running after me as I left. I ran outside, gasping for breath. "Maya!" She whispered, but I didn't hear her clearly. "Hey, Maya, what's wrong?" Elena asked. "Caleb, Caleb chose Layla as his mate and Luna," I answered her.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about." "Oh, don't give me that total bullshit," Maya teased, a full-blown laugh bubbling out of her throat as she leaned her elbows on her knees, staring right into my panicked face. "The light in that hallway was blinding, sis. I saw a massive guy with dark hair and broad shoulders practically tearing your dress off your body. So tell me... when exactly did the neighborhood garage monkey even get disvirgined, let alone get down to fucking a mystery guy in a resort linen closet?"

“Your car is so cool.” “I know,” Aiden said. “Aiden.” “What, Mami? I said the truth.” Gracie covered her mouth, laughing again. “He’s hilarious.” “He’s a criminal with wheels,” I said. “I’m a racer,” Aiden protested. Saba appeared behind him, still holding the remote. “He’s a racer who almost took out a rosemary planter, so I’ve been promoted to unpaid copilot.” “You’re Maya’s sister?” Gracie asked. Saba immediately straightened, even though her hair still looked like the aftermath of an academic hurricane. “The one and only. If Maya looks stressed, it’s usually because she loves me too much.”

“It really was fine, Rhea. A lot of paperwork mostly. Rhea gasped theatrically, pressing a hand to her chest. “That’s a letdown. I was hoping for a juicy story. You didn’t even bump into your boss in some scandalous hallway encounter? No coffee spills? I muttered. “If it wasn’t for Maya, I’d still be trapped under the printer.” “Maya?” Rhea perked up immediately. “Who’s Maya? Don’t tell me you already have a new work bestie.” I couldn’t help laughing. Rhea leaned forward, “So let me get this straight. Day one, you already have a villain—Heidi the Office Tyrant. And you already have a new best friend —Maya “Oh my God,” I groaned. "Stop! Rhea!..... i know what you are trying to do there."

up. I’m addicted, Tyler. To him. To his cock. To the way he breeds me raw and tells me I’m his.”Tyler stopped pacing, staring at her in horror and disbelief. “Breeds you? Are you… are you on birth control?”Maya hesitated, then shook her head slowly. “Not anymore. Not consistently. He… he wants me pregnant. With his baby.”The words landed like a bomb. Tyler staggered back, hands in his hair. “You’ve been letting my father try to get you pregnant? While sleeping next to me every night?”Tears spilled down Maya’s cheeks now, tracking down her smooth mahogany skin. “I love you, Tyler. I do. You’re safe and kind and everything a husband should be. But Richard… he’s everything I crave in the dark.

“And her eyes...God, her eyes!!” “No, Mason. I haven’t” he muttered, exhausted, before dropping me onto the couch like a sack. “That girl Maya—” “MIA” he snapped. “For the seventeenth damn time, Mason. MIA.” “Oh… right.” I blinked slowly. “Maya stabbed me in the heart.” I grabbed the throw pillows and sent them flying to the floor one by one. “For fuck’s sake” Bryson groaned. “Can you stop acting like a child and get your shit together?”

Maya's POV I ran out of Micah’s house, tears streaming down my face. All I could think about was how betrayed I felt. How could he do this to me? I thought we were friends. Why would he tell Juliet about my mother? And they had sex last night too? I felt like such a fool. I thought we were bonding, I thought we were friends, I thought I meant something to him, but of course I was just an idiot.