Novel & Cerita Minx By Julia Quinn

I will never call for him even at times of my death, even if hell begged me to! "I never called you here." I retorted in a glum manner. By now, my anger had taken control of restoring my senses as I glared at him morosely. "I never asked for your presence... Quinn." The Alpha stood only meters away from my bedside the moment my vision focused on him. Quinn Coven, the Alpha of Lumina, the unfortunate husband I was unluckily married off to. He looked as charming as he always is with his blonde hair slicked back in a clean style. It almost deceived me from his true personality.

I turned around and Channing was standing there with hurt in her eyes. "Yes. Her mate is Richard Brickenden." "You mean John R. E. Brickenden?" She asked, tilting her head with confusion. "What's the R and the E for?" Was his name really not Richard Brickenden? "Richard Earkenhait. We had a run in with him back when I was just a kid." So she didn't lie about her mate, but she never told us what her mate did. She was hiding something. "Do you know what she's the Founder of?"

Bella muttered disdainfully in a loud voice. Adriano opened his mouth to refute her words but he was cut short by the voice of Mia, "Mrs. Maximus I am afraid if I do die by getting hit by a truck then it won't end up pretty well for you, I mean you won't be able to get the freedom you want from your marriage." Mia remarked flashing Bella a bright and beautiful smile.

======== Kendell Marks POV I walk into the bar Jully told me to meet her, when I walk in a sigh, Julls is dancing on the bar top with a couple of other girls, she’s in a mini skirt and a tank top two sizes too small for her. I can only imagine what the headlines will be, come morning. {Julliet Harvey takes boyfriend’s cheating hard} and so and so. It is going to be a nightmare for her PR team. I should give them a heads-up. I take out my phone and give them a heads-up.

Erika asks seriously, and the room goes strangely quiet. "Dios mio. Fine," I say, caving only because they aren't going to let up. "Her name is Quincy, okay? We've gone out once. That's it. Stop acting like I'm about to walk down the aisle." "Gone out once, and she's already been in three pictures," Eduardo says. "The girl works fast."

Although it took years, she could not explain how happy she was when she found out that Julia was rushed to the hospital. It was said that he was stabbed by his fellow drunkard. Then first question she asked the Doctor was: “How much time does that jerk have?” “Fifty-fifty. There's a huge chance that he'll never make it..." Fifty- fifty. Minah considered it still a high chance. She could not bear seeing Julian alive. That is why she never stopped praying. She desperately hoped for his step father to finally succumb to his death. After two days in the hospital, Julian finally breathed his last, making Minah the happiest teenager at last.

It was so ridiculous the things she could get up to but she looked so damn cute and hot at the same time as she whisper-cussed, so wrapped up in her world quite oblivious to this world where men leered at her like she was a Christmas-wrapped present that came too early. Wayyy early because it is fucking July! “Well…” Mr. Stefan grinned. “I was just wondering why I have never seen your date before.” Because she is different from the kind of women we see here. Because she is special. Because she is mine. I wanted to say all of that to their eager faces as they all looked at me enthusiastically so desperate for my reply. “Well… this is Julia,” I said trying to introduce her casually like every

Uncle Liam will walk her out, but on the stage, just like last night with Cohen and Malin, it will just be me and Quinn. I look out over the pack, seeing our family, our friends, a few witches, and a lot of sprites. Everyone here loves my mate nearly as much as I do. When I hear the doors open, I turn and see my gorgeous mate. I’m not sure how she gets more beautiful every day, but she does. She’s so elegant, so graceful, so… ‘Mine!’ Clovis says possessively. ‘Ours. Yes,’ I confirm. Quinn must see Clovis in my eyes because a moment later, Minka pushes forward and her sage-green eyes rimming with gold.

She walked with purpose, like she knew where she was going. I frowned. There were only a few graves this far out. Only those who had died decades ago. One grave, in particular, always seemed to be well kept despite its age. A grave that Sienna visited every year. Marissa De Luca. Sienna’s mother. Delilah stopped in front of the headstone. She got down on her knees as she lowered her head for a moment. Carter and I stayed hidden, watching. And then she said it. Soft. Barely audible.

I accused, my voice trembling with hurt and betrayal. Drake's anguished cry pierced the air. "No, Yvonne, I would never betray you like that. I swear it," he pleaded, desperation evident in his voice. I stared at him, disbelief mingling with the pain in my heart. "Then how? How do you know about werewolves and vampires?" I demanded, my voice barely above a whisper. With a heavy heart, Drake approached me, his expression filled with sorrow. "I know who you are, Yvonne Brooks. The daughter of Arthur and Catherine Brooks, the heiress of the Moonlight Pack. I know that you're a werewolf," he confessed softly.