Maya Maya Resthouse Novels & Stories

She went down the alley and found an inn to stay in for the night. She charged her phone and found an airline company. Maya immediately booked her flight to France early tomorrow morning. As soon as it was done, Maya sighed and muttered to herself, “Whew, well, just one more night, and I’m out of here.” Maya looked around the cramped room she booked and the dim lights around. There were also cobwebs and peeling paint on the ceiling, but she didn’t mind. It was only temporary, and Rick was right. She can’t trust anyone.

I replied with a roll of my eyes. Alpha Cadell held a ball in his very fancy, and extremely huge, mansion. He said it was a celebration for his arrival at the new town. I was sure it wasn't only that. "Just keep your manners. We will be in and out before you even know it." Morgana stressed, and nodded her head at some woman with a winged face mask. Did I mention that this is a masquerade? We live in Midwick, Virginia. A very small and very beautiful town, which one would feel was built right in the middle of the woods.

Maya groan "It doesn’t matter, what matters is that Jane and her little baby are fine. I am going to meet her tomorrow morning, I would have gone today but I was so worried about you." "I’m sorry about that," Maya said "It’s okay. I will go make you guys some late-night coffee while you go shoe Ashton around." "Late-night coffee?" I whispered to Maya. She responded with a shrug. I guess she is right when she said Victoria is very welcoming. "You wanna see my room?" Maya asked "Of course." It makes me feel like a high school teenager but it’s okay since that’s what Maya wants.

The other replied with slangs. "See your face." The one holding her arm cursed before letting her go. From walking fast, May started running which made the men watching her to laugh. She didn't send. As long as they thought she was Iby's girlfriend, they weren't going to hurt her. It was a good thing. May stopped at a local gin spot kiosk, deciding to clear her head first with akpeteshie. "Another tots!" She called the spot owner. "Here." The shop owner offered another.

I told her with a smirk on my face and then turned to Mayara again and asked. By the way Mayra, where do you live”? “Juhu Beach, Bungalow no 7”. she told me her address. “That is near my house. If you don’t mind, should I send you back?” I asked when no one paid any attention. ‘o shit, Rishi. Bad move. This move is a little fast. What she thought of you as perv…’ I was in mid scolding myself. When her voice broke in and surprised me. “Sure”. I took a deep sigh inwardly.

she spoke through mouth full of meal, Tazz was surprised at her eagerness, without replying he joined her and had a few spoon fulls to keep her company. It was about 8 pm, not very late in cities, but on such islands it was half way through night, fortunately the whole island was in a celebratory mood as their true head Petnovak had returned from a long sleep, as soon as Maya stepped into Wakanovak’s house, Damika rushed forward to greet her warmly, she hugged her and held her hand , bringing her in, Wakanovak walked and greeted Tazz who still had the grumpy look on his face. “Where’s Little Tiger, I bought him something,” Maya looked around for the little one but could not find him

"Okay." After an hour Maya stood in front of the Cafe door, the light drizzle pouring on to her, she wore a deep blue hoodie jacket over her grey T-shirt and a black jeans with her black shoes. She walked in and was met by the warmth of the place. Her eyes ran across the tables until she found the familiar person who sat in the farthest table, she walked down to him and spotted the one plate of spaghetti and bowl of gajar halwa along with a cup of basundi and one cola before him. He looked up meeting her gaze as she reached him and smiled, she gave him a smile in return and sat down before him. "Hi, thanks for coming." He said and she nodded.

And then her eyes landed on the name of the hotel. She blinked. “Wait.....” Sophie leaned in immediately. “Wait, what? What is it? Where are you going?” Maya tilted the screen a little toward her friend. “It’s... a five-star hotel,” she said, still trying to process it herself. “Really big. Really expensive. Like... the kind you only see in movies.” Sophie’s jaw dropped. “No way. Which one?” “Something like... The Bellevue Grand. Yeah, that’s it,” Maya said. “And it’s in Chicago.”

He's going to be confronted by the other wolves around and before he gets to us, I'd have carted off with Maya and we'd be on our way out of here. I hear that grumble again, louder this time, and my chuckle is as sweet as the smile that lights up my face. "Let's get some food into that belly." Maya nods and after we brush our teeth, we head out. The receptionist tells us there's a diner not far from the hotel so we drive there. Joe's Diner is a small yet fashionable place painted in bright colors and fitted with crystal clear glass. The moment we get seated Maya is already reading through the menu and not a minute later she drops it on the table and taps on one of the dishes.

I groaned, diving for the couch cushions like they could somehow make me invisible. The door burst open. "Good grief, Lora! You look terrible!" Maya Rodriguez stood in the doorway, hands on her hips. She looked like an angry goddess in red lipstick and a dress that probably cost more than my rent. Her dark eyes looked at the disaster that used to be my living room. She saw the tissue mountains and pizza boxes. "I gave you that key for emergencies," I said. My voice was rusty from not talking. "Honey, this is an emergency. You are about three days away from growing mushrooms in places mushrooms should definitely not grow." Maya marched over and slammed my laptop shut. She cut off Mark's polit