Meredith Mickelson Novels & Stories

Humming along with the sound coming from the music box from the locket that’s laying down peacefully on a velvet pillow on a finely crafted case sheltering the meticulously made locket, besides it was a necklace with a key pendant. The wind howls and caresses her body, a black curtain of hair sways along with the wind as the soft and warm rays of the sun touch her delicate skin. “There you are, I have been looking for you.” Morrigan whisked her gaze to the voice that caught her attention. Their eyes looked at her, clad in black and barefoot on the grass. Shaking their head as they walk closer to her. She smiled timidly, but it did not reach her eyes. Her smile was guarded. “The sun is rather

We failed for Michael was fine. My habit and wimple were making it worst. I still felt hot and sticky as I went to the infirmary to perform my task as Sister Teresa’s new subordinate. But I was mainly a mole of our plan so I had to undermine her treatments to Michael any sooner now. “Great, you are here.” She was pertaining to me, “Sir Felix, this is one of my subordinates, Sister Mathilda…” She pulled me beside her, “she would be taking care of Michael, from now on.” All was going into places, I thought.

"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,"

"You did something to her, didn't you?" Josiah knew that Meredith graduated from medical school and she knew her way around different types of medications. For the sake of kicking Ysabelle out of the Shelby residence, she was willing to spill hot soup all over Ysabelle and even add laxatives into her drinks? "I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about." Meredith pretended as if she was confused. "Meredith Leighton, you're vicious, aren't you?" Staring at her with a look of disdain on his face, Josiah seethed, "I can't help but to think that it was really you who let those mice in Yena's room."

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

he asked, a hint of frustration in his voice. “Model Michelle, her face was not real,” Meredith said, her tone a mix of annoyance and intrigue as she passed the phone to him. My irritation flared at the revelation; how did he even know this model? The idea that Xavier was familiar with her was perplexing. I got up from my seat and leaned over to see the phone screen. There she was, the very woman who had come to my office as an interior designer. I blinked in surprise, my mind racing to connect the dots.

Luke whispers but right then Max’s office door opens and Carter comes in, followed by Sam, Pete and Grandpa Cruz. “What was that?” Sam asked in panic. “Sorry” Meredith said smiling innocently “I escaped a growl” “WHAT?” Carter and Grandpa Cruz asked at the same time. “You see,” she says smiling again. “Our friend here, Mark Dickens, one of our top warriors, refuses to speak when I use my luna command, so I was forced to use my royal command. Isn’t it funny how strange it sounds?” “I thought that I was struck by a thunderbolt, for goddess sake!” Sam said but right then looking at Max and Meredith he asks.

Inside a private, sunlit chamber of the Moonsong Dominion Hall, the camera crystals flash rapidly against my skin as Elowyn coordinates my official comeback portfolio. "My inner beast is howling with pure ecstasy right now," Elowyn laughs, adjusting the heavy silk robes that hug my thick waist and full hips. "Meredith’s face was completely green with bile. She is probably rubbing her wet pelt against Rowan's chest right now, begging him to heal her bruised pride."

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

But I’d developed a new appreciation for friends who came through in a pinch. Meredith stepped back and fished around in her bag for her keys. “I’m out of here, but Newton, call me later, and hopefully I’ll have some news for you. Let me know what your next step is going to be. I’m on board, as long as I have the time between that pancreatitis study and my classes.” “You sure you’re good to drive?” She nodded and started off down the hall. “You know I’m a night-owl anyway. Good night! Or good morning! And congrats!” She waved over her shoulder, and her voice faded away as she rounded the corner of the hallway toward the elevator.