Maya Wade Novels & Stories

Maya chuckles softly, stepping closer until there's barely any space between them. She grabs his chin firmly, forcing him to meet her gaze. “You're just like others.” Maya states with authority, her breath warm against his skin. “But I have a feeling I will find it quite pleasurable to ride your tiny cock.” Aiden’s breath hitched at her audacious words, his cheeks flushing with arousal and anger. He mustered all his courage to retort, “My cock is not tiny.” Maya chuckles again at his response, her eyes gleaming darkly. “Prove it then,” she challenged, sounding seductive as she stared at the younger man. “Strip for me, Aiden.”

Maya held Leo tighter. Leo signed again. "Daddy?" Marcus came over and knelt down. "I'm here," he said. Leo touched his face. His eyes were asking something no one could answer. At 7:59, Maya opened the laptop. The live stream loaded. Millions of people were already watching. The number kept climbing. Maya looked straight into the camera. "My name is Maya Johnson," she said. "Twenty years ago my parents died in a car accident. Twenty years ago I was taken in by their best friends. Their son was Damson. I loved him. I married him."

She’s up to something, I can feel it. But I’m still too angry at Jaden to say anything. So I keep it to myself. I shoulder-bump past him and head back into the room. He doesn’t follow. Inside, Maya is stretched out on the bed, wearing a small night jacket that exposes far too much of her legs. She wraps her arms around herself when I look at her. “Maddox,” she says softly. “Can you help me with something?” My pulse jumps before I can stop it. “With what?”

“By letting her go you would have won her in the end. Instead you killed her leaving her behind that cabinet. You built her dream home but in the end it’s only a house. Her home is on the farm.” Gia suddenly slumped back against the couch looking at the doctor. “Who is Adam?” “He is powerful and protected. No one ever believed me when I told them about Mia. Then I met my husband and I thought things would be different. It wasn’t.” “Why don’t you find your daughter and changed her destiny.” Maya stood outside the gates of the Cemetery. She asked the taxi driver to leave. She told neither Thomas nor her grandfather what her plans were. She was acting on instinct. A name was now permanently bur

Enjoy your day guys. Maya was in the office at their house. She was sitting on a chair with laptop at the front of her, drinking wine and just doing little things on the laptop. She didn’t have much to do today. She was just checking some documents and replying to some emails. Her phone started ringing and showed Adam. Maya breaths out as she looked at it. She carried the phone on the desk and decided to pick the call. Adam had been calling and chatting with her for days now.

Rosa sat on her bed staring at the new maid that had been assigned to her. A young girl, probably in her late teens. She was a bit short and she looked really amiable. She had this excited glint in her eyes like she was living a dream. Well indeed, being in the Wade's mansion was like a dream. Rosa gave her a smile. She looked really eager to begin work. “It's nice meeting you, Martha. I do hope you feel the most comfortable”.

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

They are in heaven with God and our loved ones that passed. I wonder if my parents are proud of me. I hope so. Wendy said she is from Texas, and she misses her horses and her fatso pig she names him Porkchop, no lie. I giggled when she said. Maya from Florida loves the water, and she is a surfer down there. She doesn't go in the water anymore. She almost died from a big wave. So, she stays on dry land from now on, she says. I nodded my head at her. I told her I hate the ocean. I would not step one foot in the water. Something about not seeing what's under me. I don't even like the pool. I am afraid of water. I can take a bath or shower, but that's about it. Nothing else.

She prefers rainy, overcast campus days. The Thirst: Maya’s blood is Elena's ultimate temptation. Being too close when Maya is bleeding requires immense, painful physical restraint. The Sleep: She doesn't sleep in a bed like a human; instead, she enters a semi-conscious, meditative trance for a few hours at dawn to recharge. Maya 1. Basic Information Full Name: Maya Lin Age: 19 years old (Sophomore) Major: Art History (with a minor in Studio Art) Personality: Observant, sharp-witted, fiercely independent, and emotionally mature.

Her life is just getting started. "Please save her." I couldn't sympathize. My Maya died at seventeen. She doesn't get a future. "Ms. Steele..." Wanda's voice was raw from crying. "I'm begging you too." "Steele..." Jayden suddenly froze. "Her last name is Steele. Her daughter died..." He stared at me. Then slowly started walking closer. "What's your name?" His eyes were red. He reached up and brushed the hair away from my face. The moment he saw the mole beside my eye, his lips began to shake.