Mayday Parker Novels & Stories

Hurrying out the house I leave my hair down its naturally wavy having a Brazilian mother and a Black father people can't really pin point my ethnicity I don't care to explain it to them my skin is dark toffee colour ,I have been told my eyes are hazel but change colour What I do know is that I am pretty how could Mr Parker resist this. Walking next door back to Kaylee's house with snacks in hand I find them already setting up for the movie "Hi Amanda you bought snacks" Mr Parker smiles at me showing me his dimples if I had any panties they will be damp "Yes I bought as many as i could find " Well what movie did you girls decide to watch?" How about Addicted about that married woman who is a

A few seconds later, I glance at him in the rearview. “What’s on your mind, Sparky?” He jerks a bit. “Sparky?” I grin. “Yeah. You’re feisty. Got some fire in you. It’ll serve you well.” His expression goes blank, but his eyes betray him—he likes it. Instead of responding to the nickname, he clears his throat. “I’m sorry I was such a shit.” I laugh. “Yeah. You were.” That earns me a short, surprised chuckle from him. “All good, man,” I say, just as I see Kennedy exiting the gas station with not one, but two overstuffed bags of snacks. That’s werewolf metabolism for you.

Chapter Twenty-Six Song: Desire by Limoblaze …………….. Maya POV …………. “Its great to see you again Maya,” Pete said as he took another swing of the beer in the bottle. “Never imagined it would be like this but i am also worried that you’re a fly entering a spiders nest. Not to mention that you have a werewolf accompanying you.” He nodded in Malcolms direction, he was with Fabio talking about something. They seemed oblivious to our stair on them, my hands curled my sides as i stared at the acquarium at the far edge.

“Not much space back there.” Parker nodded but clenched his jaw. He didn’t like how she made light of the restrictions she’d been living with. Parker was beginning to think Talia and Carter’s father was a monster, which was so at odds with the image he portrayed on television. But then Parker, more than anyone, should know that not everyone was what they seemed. Especially celebrities. It was his job to dig through their dirty laundry and expose the skeletons in their closets. “Where are we going?” Talia asked, looking around as they sped down the freeway.

she said and hugged the teddy bear and she pulled him out of the arcade. ~~~~~~~ Maya had just closed from work, she bid goodbye to Caroline and she started walking lazily to the park to board a taxi to get home. Her phone buzzed in her bag and she took it out to see a voice note from Skyler and she frowned. She opened her password and tapped on the voice note to listen to it.

He made his way through the would-be guards of the establishment and found himself face to face with Vec Tanner, the leader of the Coyotes himself. Vec Tanner Dawkins was a typical no-good self-mutilating, drug-popping, so-called "realist", that seemed to always be in the worst place at the worst time since childhood. Word was he was abused so badly by every foster service that took him in that he ended up killing several of the family members before running away and becoming a Coyote.

Gregg said firmly to his subordinates. "Yes sir! I'll go back to Country Z maybe she hasn't traveled to another place yet. Especially to the Mover City. For a teenager like her, much ideal to seek help from friends or teachers... I'll start from that circle first since in my investigations she doesn't have many friends since she was a bully victim. She's a castaway from then on..." Hanz stop from what he was about to say. "What? Because his father is a member of the most wanted organization in the country L and related to Margola?" Gregg was a bit annoyed with what he was about to say. Margola is the leader and the no. 1 most wanted drug dealer in Country L.

Abby always looked like someone untouched by shadows—loud, confident, unafraid. Maya smiled back, relief warming her chest as she hurried over. “How was your morning?” Abby asked, looping an arm through hers. “Good,” Maya said quickly. “I’m just glad to be here.” She meant it more than Abby could ever know. As they walked, Maya’s gaze drifted—and then stopped. Liam Parker had just entered through the gates. He stood out without trying. Tall, broad-shouldered, sleeves rolled up to reveal strong forearms. His movements were controlled, purposeful. Like someone who never wasted energy on things that didn’t matter.

In North City's matchmaking circles, everyone knew my name, Renee Ranford. I was the girl who always hung around the five Parker brothers. According to the gossip, I'd already ruined four of their engagements. I had skin thick enough to survive any amount of ridicule, and no sense of shame whatsoever. I never wore makeup. I never acted sweet. Every other sentence out of my mouth referred to them as my "bros." Yet somehow, every woman who tried to marry into the family ended up walking away. The rumors only got worse. "That tomboy's a complete psycho. She can't stand seeing anyone else happy." "She loves being the only woman surrounded by men. The second one of those brothers starts dat

Maya didn't answer. Because standing at the entrance of the warehouse was the captain. And his expression said everything wasn't over at all. Behind him stood a woman Maya had never seen before. And she was holding a badge. Federal agent. The woman stepped forward. "Maya Johnson," she said. "I'm Agent Sarah Cross. We need to talk about what really happened to your parents."