Nora Mercer Novels & Stories

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.

Monica was back into the door, pushing it open with her butt, and joining the morning rush of people on the street once more. She makes it to the corner and go through the glass double doors simply marked Jacobs in a beautiful gold script font. Nora’s storefront has a small selection of off-the-rack options, but the bulk of her work is through custom designs and the few boutiques she works with directly. Inside, she was hit with a bustle of activity as assistants run back and forth to set up racks in the conference room. “What’s that for?” she asks an intern. “Backdrop scenery for the call. Nora’s early morning, brilliant idea,” he replies, never pausing. In the conference room, Nora’s pres

With wide eyes, she looks up at mine, searching and probing. “You’re a Nero?” she asks in a breath. I nod, but realize that those listening can’t see it. “My name is Nova Ainsley. I grew up on Korpillion. I worked for Horne Energy, but for lunars before I escaped the planet, I was making illegal Neron weapons.” “The weapons maker?” Arden asks, and I can tell, her mind is reeling from all of the revelations.

She marvelled at the artistry of it all, the way these skilled professionals could elevate a person's natural beauty to something truly extraordinary. Nora, dressed in a simple black dress that accentuated her elegance, moved through the controlled chaos with quiet grace. She checked fittings, offered words of encouragement, and occasionally slipped away for a moment of quiet reflection. In those stolen moments, she thought of Veronica, of her strength and resilience, of the friendship that had weathered storms and emerged stronger.

she mumbled "In that restaurant?? You think that will be possible?" Thadeus asked "I will look for another job" Annabella said "Then work with me" Thadeus said and she looked up "I just want to help,you should work with me if you insist,I will pay you,what do you think?" He asked Annabella sipped from her drink,she was rejected in Gregor's mansion and she's not even sure if Mrs Kim would call her back,but what if she calls back

She has been confronted by her own son, and the exhaustion of constant battles with her children weighs heavily on her mind. Miranda Nashville's deep-rooted hatred for Nora is a sentiment that taints her every thought. It festers within her, fueling a desire to see the destruction of Terry and Nora's marriage. Her animosity towards Nora stems from a belief that she is an outsider, unworthy of her son's love and status. Miranda's thoughts are consumed by strategies to undermine their relationship, seeking any opportunity to sow seeds of doubt and discord.

Alicia demanded, and threatened, all in one breath. Nora stopped and looked back at her, her eyes cold and hard. She yanked her arm away, and glared at her. "I haven't forgotten about the contract, Alicia. And we can talk about it tomorrow, when George is here. He deserves to be present when we resolved the matter, because he is their father after all.” Nora sucked in a breath to say more. “But let me tell you something, one of the biggest mistakes I ever made in my life was agreeing to be your surrogate. I still regret it. I wish I had never met you. Because you only turned out to be a selfish, manipulative, and cruel woman. And you don't deserve to be a mother." She said, her voice low and

After roughly 5 minutes I hear the bell ring and when I open the door it's Rosa and she's breathing heavily. 'Um Rosa did you run here?' 'Well yeah you need to get ready come on' she grabs my hand and takes me upstairs. She then hands me a black dress. It was sleeveless and short. 'I am not wearing that Rosa look at that thing.' 'That thing is called a dress now go get dressed.' I did what boss lady told me and she then made me sit down and she did my makeup after she was done I got to look at myself in the mirror and I looked very pretty.

Nudging her in the stomach and winking, she added, “She has a lot of money. So don't take your eye off her.” Paty abruptly released Hilda, pushing her sideways. And like possessed, she headed towards me. “I'm Paty, nice to meet you.” She extended her hand and I did the same by returning the greeting. My eyes could not be more open from the shock, Is she for real? “I'm Nora, nice to meet you, Paty. But tell me, what is your role in the rescue group?” Paty's eyes lit up with sparks, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hilda shake her head with an exasperated face “Oh! No, Nora, what have you done? You just summoned the demon.”

I teased, knowing Maverick would know who the first boy was and by the look on his face he wasn’t impressed. “Oh honey, you’re in for a lifetime of it I can assure you of that” she laughed, her thick southern accent always making everything sound better. “Nina I’m not playing around. I’m not leaving until you talk with me” Maverick pleaded, and I sighed aloud at the pleading look he was boring into me. “Arlene, I have to take a quick break” I gave her an apologetic look as I tugged the string that held my apron firmly to my front before pulling it over my head and throwing it onto the bar top.