Missy Beckett Novels & Stories

I don't want to go back there and if he gets to know he will send me back there so I am going to tell him that my home is far away and they sent me out so I came here and I have nowhere else to go. Yes!!! sounds great this is what I will tell him I smiled and clapped my hands grinning happily. ASHER'S POV I drove into my Beach House, climbed the pouch and opened the door to hear play giggle coming from inside the house. I totally forgot about the insane girl Melissa that's her name I guess. I stood by the door looking at her as she clapped and giggled. This lady is sure not okay I mean who claps and giggles alone in a house where she is the only one in.

[Annie, sorry to bug you again! I bought a box of cherries. Can I leave it with you for a bit?] [Annie, my mom sent some Milano cookies. They're super fragile. Can you set them aside for me? Thanks!] My phone wouldn't stop buzzing. Every message in the pickup station group chat was asking me to hold somebody's package. I logged the new deliveries while replying with quick "Got it" messages. Then Mrs. Warner from Unit 401 sent a voice message, sounding genuinely grateful.

A moment of silence, her phone beeped, a message popped up and it was from Yin. From: Montero, the bug Eat your lunch. I wish we could eat together. Her forehead creased upon reading the message. She was cursing him inside her head. "He's out of his mind." she muttered. "An example of an insane bug." She added as she started to finish her paperwork.

In case if I’d meet the traffic, I’d have time to cover it up. It took twenty minutes to reach there. I cleared the dues and hopped out of the car. I walked inside the mansion with the pencil heel; My God, it’s one of the greatest punishments for a woman employee. Anyway, I stepped in the mansion and was welcomed by Miss Beckett, she was such a humble and hospitable person here; almost like a mother to me already. “Good Morning, my dear,” Miss. Beckett greeted, her smile was thousands of stars shining. I greeted her back,

“Mr. Dante, the detective is here to see you, he has some news.” The air around us immediately stiffened. “Send him in,” Dante responded tensely. The detective came in, his face set in a serious expression. “We’ve got some news. Missy has been found.” My eyes widened. “Is she okay?” “She’s alive. Barely. We found her unconscious in a very critical condition in a warehouse downtown. It looked like she had been held captive and beaten. She’s in the hospital now, but still unresponsive.” Dante cursed under his breath. “Who the hell is behind all of this?”

She sat up as he introduced himself and showed his badge. “I am Officer Beckett from the local police department,” he announced. “Are you aware that you have been missing more than a week, Miss Jade?” The officer’s voice was deep and grating. The sensation of his interrogating voice made her nerves stretch as she stressed over what she had to say. “Don’t blink too much, make as much eye contact as you can, otherwise they would know you are hiding something,” Maya’s voice once again echoed. This was after Eva admitted that she was not sure how good she would be at lying.

left in his version of "us." ​I didn't know that while I was worrying about my identity, Timothy was keeping a much darker secret—one that had started as a laugh between friends and ended with him terrified to lose the one person who saw him as just a man. ​I was just stepping out of the cafeteria when I saw her. Molly Beckett wasn’t in the ICU wing; she was waiting for me in the small, sterile chapel near the elevators. She stood amongst the flickering candles like a statue of ice, her presence demanding every ounce of air in the room.

“Miss Lane, I’ll drop you off!” Tiffany did not refuse the offer. She did not drive today, and hailing a cab would waste time. Having Jett made it a lot more convenient. She knew who sent that message. Beckett was once Jackson’s employee, and Jackson was probably the only one who could help her now. She didn’t want to trouble Alejandro, an outsider. She never thought that Tanya would meet up with Beckett, and certainly never expected for Beckett to resort to such extremes. Once she arrived at White Water Bay Villa, she thanked Jett and hurriedly got down from the car. Jett watched her as she left and called Alejandro. “She’s gone to see Jackson West.”

Just a text message with no context, no explanation, just words that made my entire body go cold: Look into Theo Mercer instead.

Kate was increasingly becoming important to me as well. As I turn off down my Pack’s private road, I feel my phone buzzing in my pocket. That call would have to wait until I arrived at the Pack. I couldn’t reach my phone easily when I was on my bike and wasn’t going to take the risk. As I arrive, I see I have three missed calls. What the hell is going on? Looking at the number, I see it is from Alpha Jackson. Odd for him to be calling at this time of night.