Mercy Watson Series Novels & Stories

That surely was a distasteful feeling but instead of answering him again, Valentine suddenly asked No, it felt more like an order as he said nonchalantly, “Give her to me. If you do, I might consider sparing your lowly lives.” Everyone looked at Emma, some of them envious and some of them sympathetic after all, being taken away by such a man is not necessarily a good thing. Emma was also stumped, she knew, of course, that this man was a werewolf and she didn’t expect him to really come to her rescue, but why? Should she be happy? She did not know what or how to feel, she just sat at the carriage waiting for everything to unfold. On the other hand, Lucas thought that this man just saw the bea

Now that I know that atleast one person is reading this I will upload! On another note Frozen Heart is part of the series Heart and all the stories will be connected between them. Do you need another story to undertand and to enjoy FH? No! FH is a stand alone but characters from the first story of the series - Wolf Heart - will apeart in FH and other things from WH that probably won't make sense. I will start uploading WH as soon as posible. It takes place on Aylarra, on a different continent, around 20 years earlier than the events from FH. I am sure everyone will love Mina and Jayden's story! The series will have more books but I am currently working on WH and FH! Rho and Ayla will appear

Without these, I won't remember her face. 'Your living mate is her copy. Don't forget.' "They were mine to do with as I pleased." I bit back. His fists balled at his sides. Green eyes glowed but his voice was calm. "I kept her horse. She has a stable at the back. Far enough away that I don't have to see her but close enough that I know she is there. Always watching. I wanted Alvara to ride her but I couldn't bring myself to give her the damn horse," Maverick said, swiping at his eyes. My own burned. "Ozias sectioned off a piece of the library for her. Every book she has ever touched lines the glass covered shelves. Even the first additions he so loved is untouchable," Maverick looked towards

“No. No.” The fluid around her heart held a faint shimmer, like dust caught in water. Her organs were perfectly preserved. Clean. Neat. Untouched by fire. Because she had not burned. She had been taken from the fire. Taken after the fire. Experimented on. My wolf slammed against my ribs, howling for blood, for justice, for a world that could not be undone. My hands trembled. I pressed them against the glass because I had to hold myself upright. My lungs hurt. My head spun. Every part of me broke in slow pieces.

“You were deceived, pressured, manipulated, entangled, ashamed, and trying to survive your own mistakes. Choose any of those words.” His eyes held hers. “But stop choosing stupid because it is the easiest punishment.” The room went silent again. Watson looked away toward the rain. Greene pretended to reorder papers he had already ordered. Tricia began to cry quietly. After a time, Greene spoke. “Mercer was picked up an hour ago.” Every head turned. “You had him arrested?” Watson asked. “Questioned,” Greene corrected. “Though I imagine his evening has worsened.” Raymond stood. “Did he talk?”

He can read it on my face. The estate shrinks in the rearview mirror. The oaks close behind us like a curtain falling. My phone buzzes. Dr. Mercer. My personal physician. Prescription pickup confirmed: Sera Winters. Emergency contraception. I stare at the message longer than I should. No accidents. No connections. No weaknesses. I flip the phone face-down on the seat. My wolf stirs. That same low whine it made this morning outside her bedroom door. Wanting to go back. Always wanting to go back.

“That’s time charging you in advance.” I finally look at her. “Why.” Mercy’s mouth tightens. “Because you’re becoming coherent across versions.” I frown. “I thought that was Eliza’s problem.” Mercy’s gaze flicks to Eliza. “It was. Now it’s yours too.” Eliza watches us, breathing controlled, hands clenched in her lap. Her silence is not passive. It is restrained violence. She wants to ask what I’ve seen. She wants to know if it’s hope or cruelty.

Mercy explained, swinging both her hands left and right“And then everything just lined up.It was actually Phill and Percy who found the truth.” Jake ran a hand through his hair, exhaling sharply. “This is insane.”Mercy placed a hand on his shoulder. “I know it’s a lot to take in. But you’re one of us, Jake. Welcome aboard.”Before Jake could respond, Mercy’s phone rang. She glanced at the screen and smirked. “Speak of the devil… It’s Mom.”Jake’s eyes widened. “Elizabeth Rodgers?” He gulped. Mercy nodded, answering the call. “Hey, Mom. Yeah, he’s right here with me…, " Mercy frowned. “Mom, he’s still processing all this. Maybe we should give him a bit more time.Okay, I’ll tell him."

“I want to walk you through it so there are no surprises.” My hands are still in my lap. I don’t reach for it, just stare at the folder. “The position is live-in,” she continues. “But I’m willing to be flexible. Four days a week at the estate. Three days you’re free to maintain your work at the hospital, your personal life, whatever you need. I understand you have family obligations.” I blink. “How did you know I—” “I did my research, Miss Brennan.” She opens the folder. Slides a sheet of paper toward me. “Your mother is a patient at St. Mercy’s. Stage four cancer. Surgery scheduled for…” She glances at the paper. “Well. Pending funding, I assume.”

he laughed noisily again . " please save me Wesley ." she pleaded " I think we are done here guys , Finish her up and then her kids next . I want a clean job ." Wesley said before he walked away with his mum. " you promised not to hurt me Wesley , please don't do this." And right there she fell to the floor . **************** When Loveth woke up she met herself at the hospital , beside her was Nicholas holding her hands tightly to himself . She sighed when she saw that she was in the hospital .He opened his eyes and saw her trying to sit up .