Maya Maya Resthouse Novels & Stories

Casie was already texting the information to Mendoza. "We need to find her before the Sparrow does. Maya, what else can you tell us about Kayla? Where does she stay when not at the shelter?" "She works at this coffee shop in Westbrook – The Green Bean. Lives in an apartment above it, I think." Maya's fingers twisted anxiously in her lap. "She's really nice. Helps the younger kids with homework and stuff." "And definitely half-Fae?" Nathaniel pressed.

"Gods, you look like you wrestled a demon and lost." Maya's blunt assessment as she pulled me inside earned a bitter smile from me. She was the Beta of the Silvermoon Pack and my only true friend, my best friend since we were pups. Wild red hair, and always brutally honest. "Thanks for the honesty," I said, dragging my suitcase into her apartment. "Can I crash here for a few days?" "Of course." Maya shut the door and studied my face. "But you need more than just a place to stay."

Ash asked Maya If she wants to go home now. " Can we stay here? it is not safe for us to drive back in the fog, " Ash agreed and asked her if she is okay to share a room with Azora. " Can't we stay in my dorm room? I hope the bed is enough for both of us, " Ash smiled that at least she had started trusting him. they went to her room; ash slept not too long after but Maya she looked around for Roy. he was not in her room nor the library. Wearing a cap and covering herself; she walked out of the campus to the woods; the only place where Roy can if he is not here then its tree-house.

The house was very quiet now. Maya had finished her bath and was feeling much better. She was so happy to be home that she grabbed my hands and looked me in the eyes. "Sarah, it is so late," Maya said with a kind smile. "The rain is starting again. Please, don't drive home in the dark. Just stay in the guest room. I missed you so much while I was away. We can have coffee in the morning like we used to."

"We can try again after we eat." The restaurant was warm and dimly lit, with a handful of occupied tables. The hostess—an older Thai woman with kind eyes—recognized Maya immediately and led them to a secluded corner booth. "You come here often?" Luca asked as they settled in. "It's my sanctuary when work gets overwhelming," Maya admitted. "Something about the food grounds me. Reminds me what I'm fighting for." Luca studied her face in the candlelight. "And what is that? What drives Maya Chen?"

As soon as Maya arrived, she let go of Logan's hand and ran toward one of the groups. It was obvious that she was a frequent visitor. She even had a dedicated group of friends already. "My mom has been too busy. She's making gazillion bucks every day. If she wasn't so busy, I'd be seeing all of you on a rocket ship." "Rocket ship? That is ridiculous. My family owns way more ships. One of them is the Titanic, so I win. Your family only has a car called Rolly-Rosie." "Hello, Maya. Our family has just moved to a mountain called Himalaya. Come to my house some time. I'll cook tiger steak."

she continues, following me and making a scene- restaurant goers stop consuming their salads and drinks like I’m a criminal at this point- watching and waiting. I spin on my heels and turn and face the young girl- looking at her she’s maybe sixteen. Blonde, young, the biggest blue eyes I’ve ever seen in real life- and she looks scared “Yes?” I say to her breathlessly trying to make it look like I just didn’t see or hear a hotel employee. “Ms. Hart,” she says again, so worried “I didn’t want to upset you But Mr. Whitmere wanted me to remind you that you are a special VIP guest and your quarters are located on floor eleven with the rest of the special guests and family.” As she relays the end

“Okay, go and get changed out of that horrid outfit. We’re having a special dinner.” Laughing, Maya made her way up to her room. Her mother always believed jeans and a shirt were horrid clothes. They were the clothes she had always been comfortable in. Closing her door, she moved toward her window overlooking the large forest area that surrounded their town. It was a wonderful place to live with a large lake, and plenty of fun activities to get involved in. Maya had never ventured into the forest. She had nightmares of wolves, darkness, trees, all of it. Her window was partially open, and as she stood looking out over the view a breeze drifted into the room.

It’s was A sunny Afternoon, Maya had just came back from her 2nd shift where she worked as a waitress in a restaurant when she over heard her step Mother and father talking about a marriage arrangement between their family and The Smith family. Maya Adams a 20 years old girl who lived with her father and stepmother in the big city of Atlanta, her stepmother had a daughter whose name was Mira. Maya’s Mother has been in coma for over 6 months. A month after Maya’s mother went into coma her husband Gavin Adams married another woman whose name was Doris which was Mira’s mother after marrying her she made Gavin stopped paying for Maya’s mother hospital bills. So Maya had to take 3 jobs and stoppe

"Did we die? Is this the New City?" Maya looked down the beach. Thousands of people were standing there. They were looking at their hands in wonder. The children were playing in the water. "No " Maya said. She looked up at the sky. There were no ships. The sun was shining brightly and warmly. "This is the Waiting Room " Maya said. "I moved the computer system to the backup memory. We are safe for now." Benson asked her "For how long will we be safe?" He held Maya tight.