Nina Reed Novels & Stories

Not knowing what to do, I took a seat at a secluded spot siping on the non-alcoholic wine in my hand. "Hi, I'm Brenda Wilson."

"Nina has been busy handling the eastern district project lately, she can't step away," Liam said, his face completely expressionless. "Is the project more important, or is your own wedding more important?" Brandon suddenly lunged forward, shoving his phone screen practically against my nose. "Or maybe... you two simply don't dare to throw one?" The trending page suddenly refreshed, and a brand new headline shot straight to the top: [Proof of Mrs. Reed's Infidelity Revealed]

“If she was building all this… why stay? Why keep coming in every day, smiling like nothing was wrong?” Nina didn’t look away from the screen. Her fingers danced across the keyboard with that precise rhythm I knew so well. “That’s the point, Rebecca. Nothing here screams improvisation. No cracks. No messy emotional bullshit. Just cold, disciplined planning.” She clicked again, pulling up another chain of records. As she leaned in, her shoulder brushed mine, and even through the layers of stress and exhaustion, that simple touch sent a spark racing down my spine. Heat pooled low in my belly. We’d been together long enough for me to know exactly how her body reacted.

I lean back in my chair, letting the silence stretch for a beat before calling out. “Enter.” The door creaks open, and there she is. Nina. Her face is pale and her eyes wide with anger and fear. She steps inside, closing the door behind her. No lab coat today she has on a simple blouse and jeans that hug her curves in a way that makes my wolf stir but that's not why she's here, I need the files not to just after her body. I smile,“What is it, Nina?” She doesn’t waste time. She drops to her knees right there on the rug, her pride breaking like glass. It’s intoxicating to watch the fierce uptight doctor, the unbreakable wolf reduced to begging.

"Well, Mr. Black, if you asked around, you should already know my name. And you still didn't answer my question." I smiled again and said, "I just stopped in to check out the local club. I just moved here. And all I asked was if the owner of the club was here. They pointed to you and said it was the girl on stage, singing. So, may I please have your name?" "It's Dominique. Dominique Reed. Nice to meet you, Nathaniel." "Now about my other question, Dominique. Is it okay if I call you Dominique?" "It's fine. What other question are you referring to?"

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.

"Bring her in." I stood. "But stay close. This could be a trap." Zara left and returned minutes later with a woman who looked like she'd been through hell. Scars crossing her face. One eye gone, replaced with a patch. Moving with the careful precision of someone who'd learned to fight from necessity. "Alpha Reed." Her voice was rough. "My name is Nadia. And I'm here to help you kill the bastard who murdered my entire family twenty years ago."

He’d known Nina needed lots of attention; as the only child in Maxine and David’s family this meant she’d spent her life being catered to. But hell, she’d known what kind of man he was when she started cozying up to him. He’d never had a reputation for being a woman-chaser. He worked hard to succeed, to keep the ranch together that had provided housing and food for three generations of Reeds. Nina had admitted once that marrying him was a dream come true for her. She liked the soimd of Nina Reed, Mrs Dustin Reed. She’d liked having accounts all over town where she could purchase whatever her heart desired with only a signature on the bottom line. He got the bi

he explained. As Daniel spoke I looked at Natalia, her eyes beamed with worry, but I was confused about who the subject of that sorry was. Was it me or Reed? Her constant inquisition about Reed's well-being made me understand the extent of love, more like the obsession she had for Reed. Crisis loomed over us, and she was hoping Reed could be redeemed and saved from the harsh grip of the law. Worst he could still be working with Chloe. My heart bleed as I saw her express fear and confusion over Reed's case. The emotional grip Natalia has developed over Reed was something I was beginning to understand. It wasn't just a grip. Natalia had embedded Reed Into her consciousness.

Now, I take the shirt off and dump it on my bed leaving me back to where I began, in my underwear. “I don’t know what to say. I’m proud of you.” I breath a scoff with a smile plastered on my face. “Why?” I ask, although I already know the answer. Nina closes her fingers together to form cup then stretches the hand forward, way above her head, pointing at me. “To the first lady to have a man in her and reject it.” I giggle at her words. “To the first lady to say no to a long, fat cock.” She mimicked sipping out of her hands then shakes her head like the sting of the after taste of alcohol settled on her tongue and burned her throat. “Cheers!”