Missy Bradford Novels & Stories

She would be the happiest woman on Earth. " Be optimistic". Mia told Amelia and she nodded. ** “ We are meeting with Bradford tonight again. He says that he has been able to come up with a good plan”. Adrian told Mia as they got into the elevator together to leave his company building. Adrian worked late again, so the place was quiet. " Alright, I pray it's a good one this time”. Mia was keeping her fingers crossed. “ Don't worry too much, sweetheart, we will bring him down together”. Mis did not like what was happening at all. She did not like the way the other women who came with Bradford were leering at Adrian like he was a piece of juicy meat. The woman was Bradford's partner, and she wo

There was nothing guarded about her expression. She looked soft. Innocent. The type of person who still believed most people meant what they said. I picked up the photograph. Missy Ryder was six years younger than Chase. She had kept a low public profile despite her family name. She studied media and communications and ran a small baking page online. Her account had a decent following, but nothing close to Allie’s. The report said she rarely attended major hockey events and avoided interviews about her brother. Interesting. I kept reading.

She stood in the doorway. She took out her personal phone. She stood in the hallway outside her son's room and scrolled to a name she had not used from inside this house. Ryan Brooks. Catherine's brother. The man who had been patient with her logistics for two years without asking for anything she had not offered. She typed: *Ethan may be having complications. I might need to move the Portland timeline up. Can you help me coordinate something on the ground there if it comes to that?* She looked at it. She sent it.

Meredith said and touched Jameson's little head. When the maid saw how gentle Meredith was, she couldn't help but praise, "Miss Yard, you're really a good mother! Okay, I won't disturb your mother and son's bonding time now." With that, the maid put the plate of fruits on the table and left. Although Meredith did not come by much, she was really kind to her sons. She was a bigshot actress, yet she was gentle, considerate, understanding, and did not have an arrogant attitude. What a perfect person!

She left her family and just came to spend a few days with me. Missy's a great big sister. I've been a loner all my life, so I act as if I have no one to call, but all this time, I should've been confiding in her. Missy's ten years older, and she's been happily married for twenty-three years.

Lara "So, you'll meet me at the bar after you're done here?" Missy asked as she lingered at the check-out counter at the vet clinic we both worked at. I sighed, wishing I hadn't agreed to go out with her for an impromptu girls' night out. I couldn't have told her no, though. My friend had so much to celebrate. A new promotion from vet tech to assistant supervisor meant she didn't have to do as much hands-on work or deal with customers as much as I did any longer. And her boyfriend of five years proposed to her just last night. No wonder she was all smiles and excited to have a good time with me.

Zane categorically refused to blush over them. “Who the hell are you?” he demanded. “And how did you get in here?” “She came up with me,” Missy answered from behind him. “She said she’d forgotten her ID and could I let her up.” The guards knew Missy and that she was expected. No matter how harmless this white-haired old lady looked, they shouldn’t have let her sneak past them. “You’re Trey’s aunt,” he said, hard and cold as she gaped at him. “Constance Sharp.”

he said with confusion. “Please call me Missy.” He looked surprised, but eventually smiled and said, “Alright, Missy. Will you please give us your version of what occurred?” “Cindy and I were being hunted my Michael Jefferson. He wants to hold us captive to breed his…” “Yes, yes. We are aware. You can skip the back story and just get to the facts, if you please,” the pinch faced woman said in a voice that resembled a cackle.

Missy Edwards was born in the Emerald Pack. Her mother died giving birth to her so her father blamed her for taking his mate away. She was raised by omegas that lived next to her. Her father never cared for her and didn't care if something happened. She pleaded to the alpha and the luna to help, but they said as unfortunate as her situation was, they could do nothing. She lived in hell when she turned fourteen and her father started looking at her differently. He came home drunk one night and said she looked like her mother and started putting his hands on her. She punched him and ran away that night. She ran into the forest and kept running, hoping he was not chasing her and she tripped ove

I nodded with appreciation as she went back to our guests. I noticed Missy straightening herself, she had put on a dress after she got here. She was hot as hell in anything but right now she had on a cute little black dress that seemed to wrap around her curves so damn well. I licked my lips watching her ass as she walked toward our guests. “Hello, I’m Luna Missy. Would you care for a seat? We have camping chairs,” Missy offered. I didn’t like her being close to them. I needed to get them away from here and hunt, why not turn it into me sounding hospitable? That’s what an Alpha would do.