Possess Me Michelle Heard Novels & Stories

I muttered. “Girl , don't fucking baby me!” Michelle snapped. “Where the fuck have you been for two days?! I want to drag your hair so bad!” “Relax.” I whispered, hoping I wasn't loud. “I was kidnapped!” “What?!” “And I think I have two mates now, and one is a beast.” I whispered again, making sure Thane was still asleep. “Girl, spill now!” Michelle ordered, and I told her everything that had happened. I barely left out any detail, to the point of their looks.

Michelle yelled and went to her room. The miserable sobs faded as she closed the door behind her. She pulled out her suitcase from the closet and started stuffing it with her necessities. Her passport and credit cards found their way into her purse. She didn't have much information on the matter. The list of contacts she had within Hugo’s ranks was quite lengthy. Most of them were worthless brutes who gave in to her seductive hints. She loved to keep them under hopes that they might get lucky someday. Lucky enough to get their hands on the prize. But Michelle only made them dance to her whims and it was mostly to extract vital info. She pulled out her phone and dialed a number. The call was

The only one who could still do something. So I forced myself to take a deep breath. To swallow my tears. To keep my head up. For them. For them. Michelle groaned. The sound was low, but enough to make me hold my breath. “Did you hear that...?” I whispered, looking at Megan. She turned her face away, her eyes wide. Michelle moved—almost imperceptibly. A slight tremor in her fingers. Her head was turning subtly. As if trying to escape a nightmare. “Michelle...?” I whispered, kneeling closer, touching her face with my cold fingers.

I could hear footsteps and things being shoved around but I only squeezed my eyes shut praying that my heart didn’t sound like the marching band I was hearing it drum out. The door opened again but I remained still wanting to be sure whoever it was had left. I had been about ready to let out a sigh and take a deep breath when I heard a voice. “She ain’t in here, he must have sent her out in the crowd,” the strange voice said. “No, he wouldn’t have done that.” My eyes flashed open hearing Cody’s voice. “That bitch is here hiding out somewhere. He would have known I had people scanning the crowds ready to take her. He has her stashed away somewhere in this fucking club and I want her found NOW

That old man said from another couch. The speaker: 500, 000. A red-haired woman; 700, 000. The speaker: 700, 000 going. The old man: 2 million. Everyone gasped. The speaker: 2 million, any other bidder? Hall silent. The speaker: 2 million it is then. (A loud applause went over the hall.) "That's great," Madeline said. She doesn't stop talking until I release a bullet on her fucking skull. The speaker: The second Jewelry.

“What do you mean, return? Hannah already transferred everything to me willingly! You have no right to take it back! “And she is not even here! Who made you her spokesperson? “Or are you just trying to steal everything for yourself?” Her voice rose higher and higher, laced with shrill desperation. Sophie did not say a word. She simply handed over a folder and a flash drive to Mr. Clark. Inside was Hannah’s official last will and testament, and a pre-recorded video message. As for that so-called “voluntary waiver,” it only applied to certain assets. My properties, overseas accounts, shares, and personal savings were never meant for anyone else. Lisa stared at the video. Her expression shifted

She stared into his mud colored eyes with her emerald ones. “Why do you not want to be my mate?” He asked. Melissa shook her head. She thought he must already know, she fought hard to say it, but there would be no point keeping it from him. He will find out really soon. She turned her neck to the side, patting her long black hair to the side for him to see the unmistakable birthmark on the back of her neck. “I am an Omega.”

"My strength is back." "That's good," I said softly, and looked over at Michelle. She sat on the ground, head between her legs. Her ex master wanted her gone. And it was because she had tried to help us. "I'll be fine," she said suddenly, looking up at us through red-rimmed eyes. "What?" I said with a small smile, "You can hear my thoughts now." She weakly smiled and shook her head. "I could feel your eyes on me. I'm still intuitive enough. Even though Damien tried to fry my brain just now."

"Set the meeting for next week. I want the formal introduction to the board of directors. No fanfare, just business. I want him to see me not as the waitress he bet on, but as the woman who can buy and sell the ground he stands on." ​As I walked back inside to check on Zain, I felt a strange sense of liberation. The hide-and-seek was officially over. I was stepping out into the light, right into the Titan’s lair. I just hoped that when Timothy looked into my eyes, he’d see the warrior I’d become—and not the terrified girl who still lived somewhere deep in my soul. The message from Michael came through just as I was finishing a late breakfast. Short, professional, and urgent. He wanted to mee

Anya replied. "yeah,she lied to him so she deserves that,"Jane replied. ★★★ AT MICHELLE'S CHAMBER ★★★ "Ahhhh,"Michelle yelled and scatter some of the things in her room. "You need to clam down Michelle,"Jessica said. "How can I be calm when he slapped me because of her,"Michelle yelled. "How did she know about our plan?"Jessica asked. "How do I know?"Michelle replied. "what if she overheard our plan?"Jessica said.