Nora Mercer Novels & Stories

He raised a chip and said, "Inside here is the evidence of your illegal transfer of assets from the Miller Group. I will submit it. Take care of yourself." Nora panicked, "Thorne, I was willing to voluntarily return these assets." Thorne stared at her and said, "Alright. I'll give you one week." Nora closed her eyes heavily, as if it had been a long dream. When she woke up, she found herself back to the time when she had nothing. "I was not a greedy person." She told Thorne a tragic story, “When I was a child, my mother worked as a nanny for the Miller family. This position made me feel insignificant among a group of privileged people, and it caused me to become introverted and insecure."

“You died because you trusted the wrong people.” Nora stopped. Adrian grabbed her arm. “Keep moving!” But she barely heard him. The man knew. Not just about the apocalypse. About her death. “How do you know that?” she whispered. No answer. “HOW DO YOU KNOW?” The speakers went silent. * * * Outside the factory, Kai Mercer checked his phone for the third time. “Unbelievable.” He stood beside his motorcycle near the eastern service road. Nora's SUV was parked outside an abandoned industrial complex.

Nora pulled a small, leather-bound pouch from the pocket of her apron and pressed it into my shaking, bandaged hand. "It's just some dried meat, a bit of bread, and a few silver coins I've saved," she whispered, her eyes shining with unshed tears as she looked up at me. "It's not much, Elara . . . but it'll keep you going until you reach the outer ridge." I stared down at the small pouch, then looked up into the kind, lined face of the only person in this entire cursed place who had shown me mercy. "Nora . . ." My voice cracked, thick with emotion. "If they find out you helped me—"

Master Vance bustled in from the front receiving room, motioning toward a slender, brown-haired woman carrying a satchel of records. "Lady Jade," Master Vance called out cheerfully, wiping ink from his thumb. "This is Nora. She recently registered as an associate clerk after moving into the valley three months ago. She has prior experience with southern district accounts and will be helping us verify the seasonal intake rosters." I raised my head from the ledger, my polite greeting already forming on my lips, only to freeze mid-breath. The woman standing before me was someone I recognized instantly.

She really looks like a Jamaican,with her full eight figure shape, and her bob black hair. It's so...so...suprising. Rora. "Charlotte Walker." A tanned skin, brunnete, middle hight girl, her hips a little bit too wide, her chest a zero. I don't mean to be rude or anything, but it's the painful truth. And damn,she looks sexy, and plumpy. Char. "Isabella Thomas." The girl before me. A shiny black skin beauty. Her long black hair falls down her shoulders like a water fall,with a body of a goddess.

She could feel that word in her bones just by his existence. Ollie cut the staring and brought her eyes down to her dress and cleared her throat. She righted herself and slipped her hands off the post. She pushed a smile on her face, lifted her head and stepped up. She hoped she didn't look as pathetic as she felt. She hoped she didn't look as scared as she felt. They were werewolves, not animals. They wouldn't eat her for dinner any time soon. "Good Morning Mr Bridge," She forced out of lips and pushed her hand out to the man, " I'm Ollie Clan, the nanny,"

No arguments please princess," Ace said "Fine," I said hesitantly and look at Nicky "What job did you guys get me?" I asked "You're going to work as an artist at a new gallery," he said "Okay, what's the pay?" I asked "The woman said she'll talk to you about it in the interview," Ricky said "Okay," I said "Dad, me and Aria are going to her parents to visit them. We could get work there and live with them until we can get a place for ourselves" Oliver said

“Wake up, Cara, it is a new day,” Luca announced. Nora opened her eyes and watch him walk up to her, she closed her eyes when he got close and wished he would just leave her alone. She barely got any sleep the night before “I have to get to work this morning and I need to prep you up before Maria would resume for the day, she is the one to take care of your bathing and changing,” He informed. “Who is Maria?” Nora questioned. She couldn’t kick out the fact that the first thing she had thought about when he mentioned a woman’s name was that he has another victim and he was making her work for her, poor Maria must want to return to her people already.

"She is yet to wake up. But according to the marks on her body, she has been under abuse for a long time. Others were still fresh." "It's like she had been whipped for a good number **of** years." The doctor said. "Do your best to make sure that she wakes up as soon as possible," Ashton said. "Yes, Alpha. We will do our best." Ashton waved his hand and walked towards the study room. Theo was following him. "What did you find out from your investigation?" "The girl's name is Maya Brown. She was saved by Mark Syden, the now alpha of wind winders pack." "What did you say her name was?" Ashton asked. He felt like he was hearing things.

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…