Minerva Campbell Novels & Stories

Morrighan Yearwood is the Director of Mistfall Wilderness Camp. A tall woman with a trim figure, pale skin, and perfectly coiffed silver hair, Director Yearwood looks like she belongs in one of those prissy rich kid schools. But she’s here, overseeing the five islands. Her office stands out from the rest of the camp facilities, done up in shades of brown, gold, and white, with a huge intimidating fireplace, a plush carpet, and mysterious low lighting.

I asked, sinking into my usual seat on her right. “The good news is I have the name of Christopher’s partner.” “What’s the bad news, boss?” the Duke asked, “She’s a ghost, no records. So, Shorty, I need you to work your magic. Name is Justine Campbell.” Well, shit. “Hey, boss,” I said. “Problem there…” She raised one eyebrow. “We went to university with her, after we finished she changed her surname to Campbell because she didn’t want anything to do with her biological father, her surname was Richards.”

She looked everywhere for him, but he nowhere to be seen. “Why am I hearing his voice suddenly?”. “He’s not supposed to be here.” “And now, from today onwards,” Picado began to speak. “Lucy Campbell is the only heir to the Campbell groups wealth and property.” ‘After an exhausting week of hardwork, she has finally earned the title suitable for her.” “Please give her a warm greetings.” “And once again, congratulations on your win.” “Please tell us what’s your plan for the future growth of this company.”

Anika completed for me. “Yeah.” I responded weakly. How could this be? I knew Caroline was in Starwest, but she never mentioned Noah being her as well “I can see why you are so speechless. Noah Campbell is one freakishly hot demigod.”

"How can you be sure when you have not asked yet." A breeze made the papers fly around the room and Stephen's eyes close in surrender, knowing it would take him a while to reorganize everything. Minerva appeared in a mid-thigh skirt and a tank top. She had a lollipop in her mouth and was thoroughly sucking on it. Her hair was a hazard and her makeup smeared. Her left shoe wasn't properly tied. "You called for me, Master. " She bowed and raised her head.

Some call me Alpha as respect, my warriors calls me your majesty when on duty and Campbell does it just to piss me off He gave me a folder with a picture of the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on. "Her name is Arya Daston, born on May 2 , so she would turn eighteen in two days. She's the daughter of Alpha Daston . There's no much information about her . She doesn't use any socials or even has a phone number." Looking at her picture I couldn't take my mind of her , she's just seventeen, how can a young girl agree to become a breeder. "Doesn't it seem off to you?' I asked Campbell. He's my Beta for a reason , I wanted to hear what he has to say. I know they were many candidates s

She was about to call for help from one of the guards standing just outside of the tent’s door when she pulled it from a small bag that was set near her weapons. With deliberate satisfaction, Minerva set the timer down next to the bed and then positioned her body between Kendra’s legs. After taking a moment to admire and comment on how beautiful she found the sight of her womanhood and stroking the sensitive areas just enough to begin the process of arousal, she dove between Kendra’s legs with a gusto that shocked her.

she cuts me off. " Dream feels real. Like it really happened or it is going to happen. And, that woman named Minerva is not ordinary. She is a witch and known as the mistress of the shadows that was killed by her aunt named Cassandra or Felicity." she finishes for me “And, the doctor we saw earlier wasn't the doctor but a very special and important shadow named Colton who was the second in command of Minerva."

She can now feel his warmth, she can now hear his steady breathing, and she can wallow at the deep abyss hiding in the middle of his hazel eyes. Stripped with the heavy armor she used to sneak in the camps, with her hair free from the restraint of the ribbon she used to tie it up, with her wearing sheer dark inner clothes, his warmth warms her heart. Just sheer inner clothes and his tunic keeping them distant from each other. His fingers circled on her shoulders, sniffing her scent as his lips came in contact with her head. Kissing it for a few seconds before pulling away. It was cozy like the tent is enough for them to live their whole lives. Like it was heaven they found just for themselve

The Red Room is my only salvation to save me from becoming a berserk Alpha. I sit on my new chair, close my eyes, and feel the comfortable leather. This is good. Suddenly I smell vanilla and dew grass scent getting closer and stronger. I know who is about to come in, so I swiftly grab any file from my desk and pretend to read it. I see it's a cosmopolitan magazine, the cover page has a photograph of Madonna kissing some model, who is one-third of her age. I sense Ethan inside my cabin but one thing that catches not only mine, but also my wolf’s attention is,