Maya Bishop Mga Nobela at Kwento

"I'm not here to gloat, Ciara. I needed to understand." "Understand what? Why I'm in here while you're out there? I think you know exactly why." Bitterness dripped from every word. "No." Maya leaned forward. "I need to understand why. After everything we went through together. After everything I did for you." Ciara's laugh was hollow. "Oh, here it comes. Saint Maya, reminding me of all her good deeds. How she saved poor, pathetic Ciara and her bastard child." "That's not—"

And then the financial news channel cut to a press conference clip, and Maya Hargrove walked to a podium in my screen wearing her mother's pearls and looking like she had never once in her life been uncertain about anything. I sat up so fast the tea spilled across the duvet. "My name is Maya Hargrove. I am the founding CEO of Hargrove Meridian.... The anchor was already talking over the clip, former wife of billionaire Mason Hargrove, daughter of the late Edwin Hargrove, co-founder of Mason Empire, but I had stopped hearing the words. I was watching her face. The way she stood at that podium. The way the room leaned toward her. She was not the woman who had tiptoed out of a boardroom with te

"Maya, hey, when did you—" "Don't 'hey' me." She marched forward, her blonde hair bouncing with each step. Maya was tiny—barely five feet tall—with round cheeks and wide eyes that made her look like she should be in a bakery window instead of a college campus. Her pastel yellow coat and the little bear ears on her beanie only added to that “absolutely adorable” effect. She looked like a cupcake that had gained consciousness and decided to major in computer science. "I leave you alone for two weeks and this is what happens? You were supposed to tell her, Jackson!"

I'd be a liar if I say I've not been tempted to leave this shit of life behind, but except for my mom's investigation, a certain girl is holding me back. A certain fierce black hair girl with hazel eyes. Ashanti. I've never met a woman who is intriguing as her, she's different and a badass. There's just something about a woman that can handle her own that is so fucking beautiful. If I had my choice, I'd bend her over and eat her out, get on my knees and worship her cunt like the beauty she is. “We've got something information concerning the burnt warehouse” I spun around at the sound of my most trusted man's voice.

Banners read: “Empowering Voices. Redefining Strength.” Maya stepped backstage, wearing a sleek white gown that shimmered like quiet courage. Her son, Daniel, had given her a tiny charm bracelet before she left—each charm a reminder of what she’d fought for. “Be brave, Mommy,” he’d said with a smile too wise for his age. Now, as she waited to be called on stage, she clutched that bracelet like armor. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the host announced, “please welcome our keynote speaker—founder of The Blake Foundation, media entrepreneur, and a woman who’s turned pain into power—Mrs. Maya Blake.”

I probably did look sick, my palms sweating and my heart racing faster than it had before any business deal. "Mr. Black?" A woman's voice made me spin around. Maya stood there with her arms crossed, her dark eyes assessing me with the intensity of a protective older sister. She was petite but fierce, and I could see immediately why Bella trusted her. "Dr. Maya," I said, offering my hand. "Thank you for doing this." She shook it briefly, her grip firm. "I'm not doing this for you. I'm doing it for Tom. And for Bella, who's upstairs right now trying not to have a panic attack."

A sob racked from her throat, Maya made to hold her but dropped her hands on second thoughts not knowing how that might be of help at the moment. "I was supposed to Poison Dominic once I gain his trust, I followed all his rules, took all his taunts." She hugged her self, "I slaved for him. Giving him my body first and then my devotion." "I was resilient. The kind of mother you would have been proud of, Xavier." Melissa sobbed while Brian held onto her more tightly. Xavier remained stoic and unmoving at the side of the room, some feet away from his mother while Maya had her head down on her knees.

Mirage's P.O.V "Why?" I screamed, my voice scrubbed raw as I looked at the woman I was a splitting image of. "Why do I have to follow you around all this time? Why can't I just…stop! I'm fed up of all this, mom! I just want this to end!" Maya Alejandro, former beta to the Dark Water pack, a powerful wolf who had lost everything in the name of love, and the woman who was my mother…slapped me across the face.