Missy Kallenback Novels & Stories

The enigmatic connection between Aleah and Hunter only added to his confusion, leaving him more uncertain than ever. When Missy was finally discharged from the hospital, the group decided to unwind at a picturesque beach resort managed by Marisol. Wanting to provide a much-needed reprieve for everyone, especially Missy, Marisol graciously treated Aleah, Hunter, Rafael, Claire, and the children to a seaside escape. The serene waves, golden sand, and warm sun seemed like the perfect way to help them relax and heal. This trip was particularly for Missy—a chance to momentarily forget the hardships she had endured, including the loss of her mother.

Until Cara whisper-sprinted to her side. “She’s here.” Katherine blinked. “Who?” Cara widened her eyes like she’d just uttered the name of a demon. “Maddison. Mason.” Katherine froze. “Oh.” The ex-wife. The mythical unicorn of backstories. The woman who once had a matching surname with Sebastian — and, apparently, still the entitlement to walk into the building like she owned it. “She’s consulting now,” Cara continued. “Brand strategy alignment. Just for the quarter, but… yeah.”

Far from the noise, it felt like stepping through time—every mile quiet, unpredictable. Mountains, lakes, oceans, old ruins, crowded cities—they all stuck with me. And somewhere along the way, I met Mira Mendoza. Gentle. Strong. Like morning light. Her smile hit like a warm spring breeze, clearing out the last of the gloom in me. She was sharp. Effortless. I was all in before I knew it. I knew—she was the one I wanted for the rest of my life. *** I flew back. I missed home—and I already missed Mira.

I walked to the driver and smiled. “Caren Inc please” I slipped into the car and he drove off. Caren Inc was a large office building, it wasn’t so popular but I already felt a homy feeling around it. I stepped out of the car and walked into the building. I headed straight for the receptionist, a tall blonde woman with huge spectacles. Her tag said Mrs. Helen Mayer. “hey, I’m Camila Santiago and I applied for a job here” she glanced through some files and smiles.

said I picking up the phone. "hello miss smith. this is one of your fans." said the gentleman on the phone who I estimated to be about the age of seventy and more because of how wheezy his voice sounded. "oh hello there sir. what's your name?" "My name is Anthony Miller. actually, my granddaughter is your fan but she has had your number for ages and had not the guts to call you." explained the man. "yes? thank you Mr. Miller. maybe I can talk to your granddaughter? "

I say as he just dials the number. “Hello, my 9 year old kid just booked a ticket by mistake. Can you please help me cancel it?” He says as my mouth falls open.

But if you are a nymphomaniac like me, go ahead ;) Also guys, for the better understanding of the stories, I’d also like to give you the order in which the books should be read: 1)Nathaniel Lachlan 2)Aaron Riverwood 3)Landon Chambers 4) Emily Warner 5) Danika Williams Danika Williams Everyone in the room stared at me as I smashed the third glass on the ground in anger. I hadn’t had proper food for 2 days. My mom, who was a former Miss Universe, controlled my life since I was a child. Nine years ago, when I was only 18 years old, she wanted me to be Miss Universe too but I was the runner up, which angered my mom, so much so that she didn’t let me eat for 5 days as a punishment.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" I yelled embarrased and covered my head with the pillow as I got a reply from Bryan. 📥 You better be ready then, Because you might not be able to take me in"

She replied. “So what did I miss?” I asked. “Nothing much, she is just giving a run down on how the fundraising would work.” She replied nicely. “Oh okay. I am Dr. Roxanne Henson by the way. You can call me Roxy.” I smiled at her. “I am Cassie. Cassandra Nicole Rockwell, I’m an editor of a lifestyle magazine.” “Is this your first time joining this kind of event?” I asked. “Yes. I honestly don’t know what got into me. And you?”

Nathan said. "She pulls any girly shit, I'm packing and coming home," Norman said. "Will you both stop worrying, I'm telling you it is going to be great." Nathan said. "Yah that coming from the man who’s bed she will be in every night. Why is her assistant coming?" Jacob asked. "Her assistant is Susan," Nathan told them. "That makes perfect sense now," Norman said. Nathan went over to the map and charts on the table, Norman and Jacob followed him. Look, Cassie said she would have never stayed in that wing, because she could not see the sun rise." Nathan said.