Mia Reed Romane & Geschichten

I appreciated that, even when I pretended not to. Maeve entered with the small bundle held against her chest. Her gaze moved over the room, over the medical equipment, over my bandaged side and hands, then settled on my face. “You found the red river child,” she said. Not a question. I swallowed. “We found Nia Reed.” Maeve’s mouth tightened. “Nia. Yes. Little Nia with the crooked braids.” Daniel went still beside me. I gestured to the chair. “Please sit.”

A complete absurdity! They were two women, and they were five huge men, is that unfair? Yes, I know. Cowardly? Also, I needed to do it, it would be simpler and quicker, cleaner, and leave fewer traces, so that's how it happened, they'd soon get over it, everyone has been mugged once in their life and gotten over it, except the little princess and queen of Ridgewood, but at least now they knew what the experience was like not being able to feel pity, maybe a little at seeing her mother unbalance and fall, but it was part of the process.

Her voice was slightly shaky, then her eyes drifted to Sheila’s bed, “And I think you have a serious problem here.” My mind froze when I heard her name. Cordelia Blackwell was a well-known name in our world. Everyone knew her, they steered away from her, even witches. A dark witch for a mate. The thought made me erupt into laughter; I knew I must have looked like a mad man. The Mood Goddess really knew how to find my match. I shook my head, and after calming down I ambled towards her. I knew I was in her personal space, when she tried to step back slightly. Being this close to her, I could feel sparks between us, something was cackling.

Vie observed with a sly look at me. I forced myself to let out the breath I was holding and tried to look casual despite the churning of my gut. I could not tell if it was apprehension or excitement that was bubbling, but I found myself at the bottom of my porch step before I even knew I had left the chair. Before I could move another inch, Mia's irritated bark broke me out of my spell. "Damn it, Reed, I can get out myself. I'm pregnant, not helpless!" "You know, subs shouldn't swear at their Masters," Reed warned her.

I immediately felt myself grow wet and I had to wiggle a bit to relieve some of the growing aches. "Yes, my little sub, you may. But come straight back, tonight I am going to introduce you to a few new toys that I keep here at the club," Reed said, his voice bringing me out of my musings. Reed had a devilish grin on his face that made Mia shiver and I saw her eyes dilate with desire. "Yes, Master," she said softly.

I couldn't help the laugh that bubbled out of me when Macy tried to impersonate Lucifer,"Yeah you're probably right." "Aren't I always?" Macy snorted, "But in all seriousness, give him time and in no time you will be able to read Mr. Reed," she wiggled her eyebrows at me and I couldn't resist the urge to swat her on the head. She let out a stifled groan and we burst out laughing.

Opening the note, Madison froze. ‘It will bloom again. After the rain.’ Madison felt goosebumps as she read the familiar quote. It was at this moment when she suddenly remembered the times that he heard it when she was a child. Her eyes widened as she looked at the note like it was unbelievable. Like a dead person came back to life.. Gavin and Jordan noticed Madison’s reaction as they both stopped on what they were doing and just observed her. They both watch her, until they are both confused when Madison utters a word for the first time after being hospitalized.

Reed sat on a bench outside the building, the music from the karaoke lounge drifting out to him. He lit a cigarette and took a long drag, staring out into the night. The door to the lounge opened, and Michelle stepped out,she spotted Reed on the bench and walked over to him. "Are you all right?" she asked. Reed looked up at her, his expression unreadable. "I'm fine!" he said, his voice flat. "I just needed some fresh air."

They looked back and saw Mia Kyle, who was wearing a cap and sunglasses, and Faye Reed, who was walking behind her. George Ken said quickly, "Well, speak of the devil! My two beautiful women, I have missed you too much, that's why I was talking about you." Mia Kyle said, "Never speak ill of people behind their backs. Otherwise, there will be ghosts knocking on your door at night." "Mia is right. Mr. Ken, be careful! A female ghost will knock on your door at night," Faye Reed chipped in playfully. Although she had sustained burns all over her body, and her face was almost disfigured by the fire, her outgoing and brisk personality had not changed. After many years, it was still the same Faye R

I sit in the waiting room of Dr. Alex Reed’s office, twisting a tissue in my hands until it shreds. The place is calm—soft gray walls, plants in the corners, quiet music playing low. Nothing like the chaos in my head. Mia drove me here. She’s waiting in the car, said she’d grab coffee but really just giving me space. The door opens. “Miss Carter? I’m Dr. Reed.” I look up. He’s younger than I expected—mid-thirties maybe. Tall, dark hair a little long, kind brown eyes behind glasses. Warm smile. The kind that makes you feel like it’s okay to fall apart.