Maya Pryce Novels & Stories

"Princess, are you interested in Mr. Acker's assistant, Teagan?" Why are you asking this? Are you planning to introduce him to me? "Even though Priscilla was smiling as she asked this, the look in her eyes stunned Maya. Then, Maya said fearfully, ""I wouldn't dare to do so, but my younger brother knows him well. I heard that he has made many important decisions on Master Tristan's behalf, and he is also a doctor as well.""" Oh? Is that so? "Priscilla raised her eyebrows and muttered when she heard what Maya had said. Meanwhile, Laborn walked over with a glass of wine in his hand."

“Oh, complicated is an understatement. You wouldn’t believe how some people act when they think they’re untouchable. Take Maya, for instance.” That was the exact moment something inside me snapped. Wait… why the hell were they talking about her? Richard raised an eyebrow. “Maya, huh?” “Ugh, Maya. I mean… really. The girl’s got a mouth that could start wars, but a brain that could barely navigate traffic. And don’t get me started on her dramatic exits.” Richard laughed, shaking his head. “She is dramatic. I remember…At Darey’s funeral, she acted like she invented mourning.”

Across the small, round marble table sat Maya. She looked stunning. Dressed in an unstructured cream silk blazer over a dark camisole, her dark hair falling in sleek, glossy waves over her shoulders, the chief orthopedist exuded an easy, magnetic poise. She leaned forward, resting her chin lightly in her hand, her dark eyes lit with genuine, captivating interest as she listened to Eve.

“Congratulations.” Stephanie blinked. “For what?” “The gala.” Maya gestured toward the ballroom. “It’s incredible.” For a second genuine pride appeared on Stephanie’s face. Then she hid it. Poorly. “Thank you.” At that exact moment Adrian appeared. Looking remarkably cheerful for someone who had been socializing nonstop for hours. Stephanie gestured casually. “Adrian. Meet Maya. She works with Emma.” Adrian offered his hand. “The famous Maya.” Maya raised an eyebrow.

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

And that was why he fell in love with her. She had no worship or fanaticism for Primal Purity, she only joined Primal because she genuinely believed the human race's influence on the Als to be harmful. She was fighting for her own beliefs and so she was the most pious believer in the eyes of others. Because she was firmly faithful to her mission. "So tell me, what's our target this time?" She asked. "To kill Jelena Savage" Pure turned to her, a smile briefly gracing his handsome face in a flash.

Spencer knew that Maya joined the Kart racing and became an equestrian at the age of fourteen Everybody in the company knew that Emerald was a Formula 1 racer and an equestrian but it did not occur to him that this princess of the Strongs was braver than her mother as she joined a skydiving team. “Ahem!” Spencer cleared his throat getting the attention of the blabbering Denise and the smiling Maya. Spencer gave Maya a look and she knew what it was. “Ms. Winston, let’s discuss the contract,” said Maya. “Call me, Denise,” Denise pouted her lips.

Well that was the case for Alexis and the girl, just that their parting was just a day ago. Alexis waved to the girls and she head to Madam Lydia office, Madam Lydia was the CEO of the restaurant, and she was also one of Alexis patient, when she was in the office, even Madam Lydia was so glad to see Alexis in her office, even though it was just a day, it felt like years to Madam Lydia.

“Who’s Maya?” Lucien glances at me, and an imperceptible smile touches his lips briefly. “Jenna. Jenna Carr. Her real name is Maya Serrano. She’s a former CIA agent who has been working for the company.”

Victoria Hale arrives twelve minutes early. I know because Damien texts me from the lobby of the hotel conference room we've borrowed — She's here. Early. Interesting — and I'm upstairs with Hope and Maya, watching a grainy feed from the small camera Chen's team wired into the smoke detector above the conference table. Maya's eating actual popcorn. She found a microwave bag in the vending machine hallway and I didn't have the heart to tell her this isn't that kind of occasion. "She's wearing Chanel," Maya says, squinting at the screen. "The gray suit. That's her armor. She only wears that one when she's scared."