Mister Compass X Miss Circle Novels & Stories

’ Isabella was full of doubts. As she hesitated, Samuel suddenly called out to her, "Isabella..." She turned to see him looking astonished, as if he wanted to reach out and stop her. Feeling a deep sense of revulsion, she quickly escaped into the car. The car started and sped away. Cynthia and Samuel stared at each other, bewildered. Samuel was utterly shocked, staring at the departing car. That sleek, high-end car was definitely not an ordinary luxury vehicle. If he wasn't mistaken, it was a CCXR, one of only six in the world, worth over two million.

* Lawrence * The sun was high and merciless, but under the shaded lounge area of the beachfront Magnolia, life was good, too good, maybe. I leaned my back in the woven hammock chair, sunglasses slipping down the bridge of my nose, one arm lazily draped over the cold bottle of beer resting against my stomach. Waves crashed gently in the distance, mingling with the thud of bass from the Bluetooth speaker. My two best friends, Nico and Marcus, were lounging nearby, equally shirtless, equally sunkissed, and equally careless.

I responded as I smirked. The smile on her face dropped as Arsenio chuckled. “How dare you talk to me like that?? Who the fuck do you think you are???” Monalisa asked as she glared at me. “I am his mistress but who are you madam??? What is your relationship with him??Let me answer that for you….you are his past and it is best you remain there because that is where you belong. She was about to slap me when I caught her hand and gave her a deadly glare.

"Stella, calm down! Waverly just recovered from a serious illness. If you scare her, I won't let you get away with it!" I cut him off coldly. "She's got you, the hospital director who sacrifices his own family for the greater good. When someone has a man who'll defend her even when his own mother is dying, how would I dare provoke her?" Martin realized I was talking about the interview that had gone viral, and he relaxed a bit. "Stella, if you're jealous, just say so. There's no need to make such a scene. I know I've been neglecting you lately, so let me..."

I wonder what she would think if I had to excuse myself early in the morning to take a smoke. "People are just lucky." I waltzed into the office with coffee in one hand and a package I wanted to return to the rental shop in the other. I dropped the coffee on my desk and was about to sit down when Linda came to my desk. "Captain America summons you to her office," she whispered. Well, don't be alarmed; that is the nickname we gave to Mrs. Tanner. "What for? Did something happen?" "You can never guess what goes on in that head of hers."

They laughed and said, "Mr. Sterling, you're out of cash. You'd never be able to get someone like Anne." Then, he had drawn the paper with the name "Anne Emerson." Even though he could have enjoyed a life of luxury, that random draw from years ago had set a chain in motion he could never undo. Perhaps being away from this kind of normal life for so long made Susan's endless chatter feel even more lively on the trip. When Eric saw her bright smile and the way she clung to him, he felt a surge of satisfaction. He turned off his phone and stopped Susan from taking any pictures. The instant he caught her sneaking one, his rare patience vanished, and his face darkened.

Yes master,” the heavily built, dark eyed guard said. He bowed, then walked out swiftly from the chamber. He needed no seer to let him know this mission was specifically his to carry out. He set out in search of Bryce and the master's briefcase, not without a tracking device. **

Left all alone, Madonna sagged down into a small stool by the counter and sighed, her gaze on the door where her friend had just went out of. She asked for a reason but all she got was her saying she's a mistress's daughter. Wait, could that be the reason why? Could it be that they despise her because she's the daughter of the former Alpha's mistress? Well, that actually makes sense now. **** "All done." Yet again, Circle came over to Xavier's desk and dropped the file in her hand on it. "Done with this one again?" Amused, Xavier looked up at her. Circle eagerly nodded and Xavier gave a small chuckle.

“I know where 5th Circle’s headquarters are located.” Xavier spoke up. “We already know that, too.” Claire gazed over my shoulder at him. “Where? Vexx’s mansion?” She scoffed. “Yeah, the place is so secure you’d think it was their headquarters, but it’s not. It’s a decoy.” Her eyes returned to focus on me. “Let me put it this way. Eclipse were small-town thugs compared to how 5th Circle operates. Those wolves were predictable, stupid, and could barely be trusted with simple guard duty.

“That just means you care. Or maybe you’re on the brink of something powerful. Either way, it’s pretty exciting.” Before I could respond, Mira was swept away into yet another conversation, leaving me with a rare moment of freedom. I carried my coffee toward the far end of the lounge, attempting to stay under the radar, when suddenly a shadow fell over my sketch board. “Miss Jane.” The voice sent a shiver down my spine. I turned to face Mr. Lawrence, the executive director of luxury partnerships. Short, heavyset, and balding with a shine that reflected the light like polished stone. His smile felt unnervingly familiar.