Mha Twice Novels & Stories

I said curiously. "Well, I don’t know but I am pretty sure that those two devils are up to no good". Liam replied. "So, what’s the second step, since our first one was a quick success, I suppose that we are going to proceed towards our second step". I asked. "Yes, we are going to. Listen closely, if we make a mistake on this step, trust me our plan will be a failure." I nodded and listened closely. "So, the second step is…."

“Unbelievable.” Charles tossed the black folder across his table, where it skidded across to the edge. Michelle, sitting on the edge of the couch with her legs elegantly crossed, raised an eyebrow but said nothing at first. She had dropped by to check in on him during office hours just to be met by his outburst. “I mean, of all people,” Charles continued, pacing now, his voice rising with every word, “he brings Xavier back? My screw-up of a Step-brother? And puts Alara in charge of training him? Are we all being pranked by some divine comedy writer or what?”

"Welcome, my son. But Mariam, you’d better tell your visitor to get ready to leave tomorrow. I am not allowing you to go back to that place." "Please, Ma," Samuel interjected, his voice steady and persuasive. "If I may... Mariam is one of our most brilliant students. The school is currently hosting a prestigious scholarship platform. It’s for a university program in another African country—a full ride. All her academic fees would be covered. But Ma, the only way she qualifies is if she graduates from her current school."

It all aligned too well to be a coincidence. The sorceress cleared her throat and spoke again, as if this was just another lesson in some classroom. “I’d just like to add,” she said, wiping her hands on her dress, “that biologically, it is possible. It is called heteropaternal superfecundation.” Gregory growled beside me. She raised her brows but continued anyway. “It means two eggs were released during the same cycle and each was fertilized by sperm from two different men. The result? Fraternal twins, same mother, different fathers.”

he said, shaking my hand and leaving me with my thoughts. He was right. Once you found your mate, you only became stronger. And with an Alpha, that was ten times more. A Luna provided more strength, they had a mate connection that no one else did. They could read each other's mind, feel each other’s emotions and make each other better. Did I make a mistake because I was too scared to let anything happen to Lisa? The door opened and my Beta, Alex poked his head in, “A Kate is here to see you.”

I leaned closer, cradling Milly's head against my chest while her hands skillfully moved on their own to massage without needing to be asked. I deliberately whispered in her ear hoarsely, "Imagine if that... was swiped here...." Watching her observe Aryo's self-stimulation, I'm sure Milly was also tempted to the point of not realizing that my forefinger was rubbing her backside. "Up and down. Until it breaks inside ...." I continued, slipping just one finger into Milly's back. Ah, it turns out she's been through this too. Milly's back arched like a wet and slippery slide. She offered no resistance other than swearing in a language I didn't recognize. Swear, from the intonation of her voice.

"Today, the High King will make our marriage official. Remember what I told you before." His voice was like ice. "After we're married, we'll live separate lives. Play nice, and maybe I'll let you save some dignity in this marriage." I was floored. How could the heir to our kind say something so outrageous? He took my silence for consent, his grin growing wider. "Just keep in line, and I won't let you embarrass yourself in public." He was sure I would fall in line. Then came the sound of footsteps. The High King's right-hand man, his second-in-command, stepped out—with Damon, the werewolf, in tow.

Things I couldn't remember? "Matthew, I need to know the truth. I need to know what Blake did to me." "How?" "Hypnosis. Maybe if I'm hypnotized, I can remember." "That's risky. Hypnosis doesn't always work. And sometimes it creates false memories." "I don't care. I need to try." Matthew sighed. "Okay. I'll find a hypnotherapist." Two hours later, the police arrived. Two officers came into my hospital room. "Mrs. Rhodes, I'm Officer Martinez. This is Officer Chen. We understand you want to file charges against your husband."

I thought of checking out the kitchen before going out of my room. The kitchen was on the second floor, a hall filled with servants on an apron and the clangs of utensils. I cautiously walked in through the open door and searched for the chestnut-haired Maid with my eyes. I found her at a corner of the Kitchen, helping an elderly kitchen servant with the dishes. I approached her and placed a light tap on her shoulders, causing her to turn lazily around to view me.

A place designed not only to store but to confuse. Maris bent, brushing dust off a low case, squinting at the label. “Some of these go back over twenty years. Executives, politicians, even foreign contracts.” She glanced up, her eyes sharp in the pale light. “This is leverage. Enough to burn the world.” Crane crouched beside her, his hands careful as he traced the barcode. “Not leverage,” he said. “Insurance. They don’t just bury dirt. They hold it over each other. A knife pressed to every throat.”