Meredith Mickelson Mga Nobela at Kwento

"Ah, Angela. I'm sorry, but Mr. Takahashi's secretary called and canceled the meeting." "Are you sure?" I looked at Meridith, my secretary. My sweet-looking assistant, now she looked apologetic about my situation. Meredith is a petite woman with shoulder-length brown hair, and although she doesn’t turn heads, she’s pretty in a modest way. Her eyes while faint light up and she smiles at me, ready and eager to please. While I am the only other person in the office right now, it is not uncommon for Meridith to scramble into work once she starts to see me sending work emails. "Yes, Angela. Mr. Takahashi, reschedule you're supposed to be meeting today. And schedule it tomorrow same time,"

“No.” She looked as though she was about to say something else, but my face must’ve told her that I was interested in small talks and she hummed instead, as though she was amused. Just as I twirled another forkful of pasta, the door creaked open again. Meredith. I swallowed hard. I really wanted this to be a peaceful day. She was dressed like she was about to go to court. Sleek pencil skirt, tight bun, and those heels that could stab a man through the heart.

"Do we have any new ones today?" Meredith asked as she went over some of the paperwork that greeted her once she got to CRISIS. She'd quietly worked her way up from volunteer to director. She wasn't sure how that had happened, but she knew that things were getting done, and that's all that anyone cared about.

MEREDITH: After disappearing from Miles's life months ago, I felt empty. To occupy myself, I worked as a volunteer on various projects in the place I relocated to, with the most prominent and peaceful one being animal rescue. During that time, I regained myself and rediscovered that he was my happiness, and I wanted to be with him for as long as we lasted.

Amelia retorted with a confident smile on her lips. Another author's note: I want to thank everyone who has been on this book since the beginning of time. I apologize for my update schedule that is really messed up. I also wanna thank my editor. This is El, and I will see you all again in the next story!

That made me chuckle again and get a confused look from my brothers, I only shook my head letting them know I will tell them later. She ran towards him making him shift at once and try to block her attack but it was no use. She was too fast and too strong for him to be able to fight back. It was over in minutes his blood dripped down her mouth and she was covered in it over her head, shoulders and front paws. His mate was screaming from feeling him dying, Kenny shifted back and stomped over to her slapping her hard bringing her screaming to a complete stop. She was still fuming and her anger could be felt for miles I was sure, "You sat in that pack house pretending to be this packs Luna, tur

Originally, I planned to give it up and present it at our mating ceremony as my declaration to give up my career and return to family life. But now, I would never give up opportunities for him again. When I turned my phone back on, the plane was cruising smoothly at thirty thousand feet. The first news that popped up was a video of Meredith being interviewed. In the video, Meredith wore my golden magnolia designer gown, standing under the spotlight. Her face showed just the right amount of excitement and shyness. The host asked her what inspired this research. Meredith faced the camera, her eyes slightly moist. She said that for this project, she stayed up countless nights, barely eating or

I was ready. “It’s nice to see you, Astrid… Cage, is it?” Meredith laughed, her voice smooth and cold. She looked just as Bernadette had described her—young, with dark wavy hair that fell loosely over her shoulders. Beautiful was an understatement. There was something mystifying about her, an aura so heavy with darkness I could almost taste my own fear. “Eleanor Astrid Cage,” I replied, keeping my voice steady. “You must be Meredith?” “Yes,” she gushed, as if we were old friends meeting by chance.

Crystal opted, trying to avoid talking to the Duke. "It's okay, dear. I can do it." Hilda replied loudly as she entered the kitchen. Duke Williams picked up his cup again and looked at Crystal. He had a serious look, which intimidated Crystal. She watched as he drank the tea slowly. < > Rebecca slowly lay Catherine down in her cot. She had fallen asleep while she was being fed. She gently pecked her forehead and smiled at her daughter. She walked away from the cot to the door. She got hold of the handle and stalled.

Mia: By the time I got back to the building, my legs felt heavier than they should have. I was completely drained. And it was like everything that happened had finally caught up to me all at once. The flashing lights were gone, and the crowd had cleared. But the echo of it was still there no matter how hard I tried to fully get my mind off of it. I stepped inside quickly, my eyes already searching, and then I saw her. Rosalyn. The one person who I was more than willing to fight for, my reason to actually stand and survive all the shit that I was going through.