Nora Mercer Novels & Stories

"Sasha, do you take me for a saint? Have you forgotten what you did to me? The fact that I did not seek revenge is the maximum kindness that I can show, yet you still dare ask me for my help?" Sasha grabbed my pant leg and prostrated herself in front of me, saying, "Ms. Fowler, even if I mistreated you, as women we-" Before she could finish, Gary dragged her away. "Sasha, get lost. Stop with your nonsense." Sasha and Gary started arguing once more. "I'm just stating the fact. You dare say that the child in me isn't yours?" Gary looked at me sheepishly and explained, "Anthea, I fell for her trick. She drugged me."

He had seen his friend naked, but at that moment, as horny as he was feeling, it felt as if he was seeing it for the freaking first time. “You're wound up,” Noble said as if it answered the question. When Princely gave him yet another confused look, he explained. “I want to help you, man.” He drew a step towards his friend. He placed his hand on Princely’s arm, and his friend nearly jumped at the touch. “Let me help.” “Help how?” Noble’s mouth quirked. He knew that since he had taken that step, it was only fitting he see it to the end. “However, you need.” His eyes dropped, just for a second, to the front of Princely’s jeans, then back up.

The connected call only carried the sounds of Jaime Walter and Derek Surrey’s pleasure. She did not seem to hear what I said. After an impatient click of her tongue, she hung up. I lowered my arms and stared at my mother’s decomposed body. My strength felt completely drained. Derek then sent me a series of messages. When I opened them, I saw videos of the two of them having sex that night. Their intimate sounds filled the room. Derek smiled in the video and asked Jaime, “You really are not giving him the miracle drug?”

MYSTERY EX-GIRLFRIEND CAUSES DRAMA AT BLUEBIRD KITCHEN. My phone buzzed again, a message from Rose. Rose: Nora, don't come to work today Me: Why? Rose: Because Elara Hart uploaded the video herself. The phone slipped from my fingers.

I pushed the door open without a sound. Nora stood at the barre, in a grey sweater with the sleeves pulled over her hands. She was nineteen. She had thick brown hair tied in a crooked knot and a narrow, serious face, and she was practising the same small movement again and again, a slow tendu, front, side, back, as if she could polish her own foot into silver. She saw me in the mirror and jumped. “Mrs. Daniel! I did not know you would be in. Are you all right? Everyone is talking about the stairs.”

Jake and Hollis stopped walking to crowd around the two women, offering awe struck praise and the like. "That was in Berlin." Nora pointed to a picture of herself balancing on a tight rope, wearing white tights and a Cinderella blue sparkly body suit. She was on her tip toes, arms splayed out wide. A huge grin plastered across her heavily made up face. Her hair teased and curled into a gorgeous arrangement twice it's normal size. "You're from California I'm guessing? Since that's what Jake called you earlier." Nora started warming up to Whitney especially, wanting to know more about the bubbly artist. The group started trudging up a small hill as the conversation continued.

I said as Stefano scrambled onto Max’s back as he spun, “Although at least if we have to go to the ER, I might get to see Milly. I haven’t seen her in weeks.” Now twenty-seven, Milly had fine-tuned her powers and was the best Doctor we had. She could heal any wound without breaking a sweat. We’d hardly lost any soldiers to injuries in years. “She is continually working,” Max said, “The woman never rests.” “Well, tell her the Luna has ordered her to take a day off soon and meet me for a coffee. I miss her.” “Will do,” he said as Madeleine joined the ‘climb Maxy’ game.

This is the first time he had a request from someone to remove the chains restricting a slave. The trader looked at Morrigan who had just given out an aura of someone ordering a subordinate. An aura that makes one intimidated, in addition to the way her dead eyes stare at the trader directly without any hint of emotions. The merchant could feel a shiver travel on his spine by the way the young lady in front of him look at him. Dressed in a commoner's clothes the merchant knows that the lady ordering him is no ordinary young lady just by the air and manner of her speaking.

It looks like things at Lenriad changed a lot since she went away. “It’s alright. She had lived a long and happy life. It was time for her reunion with the Creator.” “If the new Queen asked for my assistance, then I shall follow.” She invited him inside her shop and offered him a seat. “Why is the Queen in search of the Nromais remains?” “The air had been full of the talks of a Dark Child who seeks it out. Queen Aera wants to salvage it and keep it from the wrong hands.” “Who is this Dark Child?”

" I'm sure Sierra would love to hear about the incident this morning, she loves hearing stories about males, hot ones in particular. Rina, our editor-in-chief, looked so sharp as always. She looks like a typical career woman physically I must say but she has a brilliant mind, she has been my mentor from the beginning. "Please welcome Mr Reid Alonzo Manhannah" Rina loudly said, showing her good smile. Everyone's eyes started to look for the man standing in front of us owning that said name.