Paula Nelson Novels & Stories

and I hate her for that. She stepped forward, cautious. “Stop the madness, Nina,” she said, voice soft. Madness. I smiled cold. I took a slow step toward her. Close enough that she could see my eyes. I let the words sink. “You saw Amara with my professor. You saw them laughing like lovers. Like the world belongs to them.You saw him touching her hand. You saw everything.” Paula’s face changed. She opened her mouth, then closed it. Good. I watched her countenance shift … pity, fear, something small that looked like regret. It made me sharp.

~Lexia "You look beautiful, by the way," Adrian murmurs, helping me out of the car. Ignoring him, I smooth out my dress, gazing around at the beautiful view. This party is being hosted by Isaiah, the Alpha of Passion, in his Pack. Despite his Pack not being in the best condition, he still holds the most lavish parties every year. "You don't mind, do you?" I ask anxiously, still looking at Isaiah's estate. People were mulling around, finding their way in at their own pace. Guards stood post in nearly every shadow I glanced out, watching us with careful eyes.

“But we’ll need to move soon. Cain’s not the type to let this go.” Dino gave a curt nod, glancing toward Alejandro and Sanchez, who stood near a fallen log, whispering in low, tense voices. Paula sat on a rock nearby, nursing a graze on her shoulder, her expression distant but haunted. She was still shaken—but not broken. “You okay?” Dino asked as he approached her. Paula looked up. “I’ll live.” He studied her for a moment. “You’ve been holding back. What do you know about Vexler?”

MAYA I bit my lips, trying to avoid laughing, but her reaction after Nelson's announcement was hilarious. She got what she deserved, she was so rude and acted like she was all that. " Alpha Nelson, what do you mean by that? She is a psycho that claims to be Luna and wife to the Alpha. Has she gotten to you already? " She asked and Nelson growled slowly.

"I thought she was just being dramatic. Women say shit like that all the time when they're pissed." "Did she know about Helena?" Quinn asked. Paulo nodded slowly. "She found out somehow. Confronted me about it at the gym. Called Helena a rich bitch stealing her man." My pulse kicked up. "When was this?" "Two weeks before the accident." His eyes met mine. "Maybe less." Quinn and I exchanged a look. "We need a last name," she said. "Address. Everything you have on this woman." Paulo moved to his kitchen, pulling open a drawer and retrieving his phone. His fingers moved quickly across the screen before he held it out to Quinn. "Rachel Newman. That's her contact info."

It’s true she is here to fight with Sebastian but he’s not like any other person. He’s the great Sebastian Wild who she admired most of her life just like Zara but she never had any feelings other than pure admiration. “Are you..?” dragged Sebastian trying to supress his anger. Well done Zara Jones. You know how to piss me. How dare she to hide but he can smell her sweet smell. She must be close. “I am Zara’s friend, Paula Adams” Paula spoke curling her lips slightly eyeing at Zara. Zara gestured her not to expose her and took a step back to leave.

She couldn’t depend on Alexis to do all the paintings—she needed to take control of the situation earlier than it spiraled out of her grasp. Walking into her domestic workplace, Paulina sat down at her desk, her pc glowing softly inside the dim mild. She stared on the screen, the files on James still open from the night before. She had sufficient evidence to wreck him professionally, however she wished extra. Something that could shake his reputation to the core, something that could make the shareholders too afraid to stand through him any further.

When Paul left the house, Nelson arrived, she was completely in love with having their first weekend together, she experienced a new kind of sexual satisfaction. She uses the same trick several times, when Paul did this over the next 4 months, she deceives and manipulates him, the man removes all objects that identify her, he stays with relatives and hotels, during these weekends in a row during more than 4 months. She was free, with a relationship with Nelson, after that, she will always do anything to get more.

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

I asked. “I don’t know, Nathaniel. Until today, I didn’t even know he was a werewolf. I only know that Paul was a real estate agent that showed me the building I told you about. He texted me a meeting time and place to sign the contracts today. Your lawyer and I met him at his house, and we reviewed everything. Once the lawyer left, Paul asked me to look at his backyard. Stupid me went with him. I don’t even know how Tim knew I was there in the first place.”