Pursuing Her Novels & Stories

"Aella?" "I didn't feel too well and decided to stay for a bit longer to see if everything was alright." I looked at her and she looked like she believed it. "Alright. Well, tomorrow you have a meeting at the Morris corporation. I checked online and saw that they're looking for a finance assistant." I nodded. "And they're looking for an assistant." I nodded. "So I'll go for what?" "The assistant, are you dumb?" I furrowed my brows. We both had an economics master's degree but why was she so eager for me to apply for the assistant position?

That was the missing piece. Who was she? And why was she willing to go this far? Marcus knew one thing for sure—he wasn’t going to stop until he found out. This wasn’t over. Not even close.

What was he trying to accomplish by reaching out to her? Before she could overthink it, she stood up from the table and grabbed her coat, heading for the door. She wasn’t sure why she was going to meet him. Maybe it was the lingering curiosity, or maybe she was just looking for an escape from the suffocating atmosphere in the penthouse. But the decision felt almost like a necessity. If she was to understand the full extent of Adrian’s world, she needed to hear it from someone else—someone who wasn’t Adrian.

She followed Isolde, maintaining a safe distance as she weaved through the maze-like corridors. Felicity’s mind raced, her determination unwavering. She was about to embark on a perilous journey of discovery, one that could unravel the mysteries shrouding their coven. As she continued to shadow Isolde, she vowed to uncover the truth, no matter where her quest might lead.

And now, as she sat on the edge of her seat, her dreams hung in the balance, poised to either soar to new heights or shatter like fragile glass. The journey to this moment had been fraught with challenges and sacrifices. Countless sleepless nights spent poring over medical texts, sacrificing personal time and relationships for the demands of her career, all in pursuit of this singular goal. She had dedicated herself wholeheartedly to her profession, knowing that every sacrifice brought her one step closer to her ultimate ambition. The thought of becoming the youngest Consultant in her country had been the beacon guiding her through the darkest moments, fueling her determination to push past

Days passed and time moved slowly, passing with silence and uneasiness. She went about her chores,conversations and routine with precision while still keeping a tab on both Alex and Victoria. Her resolve hadn’t wavered , not even in the slightest way. She was still hell-bent on destroying them and every single day spent stalking them brought her closer to the skeletons they’d had hidden in their fancy cupboards. Something fishy was going on and soon she’d discover it. —————————————————

What a scheming woman! Meredith’s knuckles went white from the force of her fisting her hands. Looks like she came prepared. Her goal is Pierre, and he’s obviously taken the bait! No, I’ll never allow it! Never! She took two steps forward, but she then stopped immediately after. I’ve got no reason to barge in. If I rush in like this, what would Pierre think? Men are keen on keeping on appearances, and they loathe clingy women. Thus, it’ll only embarrass him and have Selena feeling all the more triumphant. As this thought came to her, she slowly backed away and instantly left Dragon Gardens.

That was how I knew she knew something was wrong. Calista never stopped pursuing things she wanted. That was one of the first qualities I noticed about her three years ago when her father introduced her at a territorial gathering and she worked that room with precision. She was strategic and relentless and she understood that the path between wanting something and having it was constructed one careful step at a time. She stopped pursuing the ceremony arrangements four days ago. Which meant she was pursuing something else instead. Something she didn't want me to see her pursuing. I thought about that while I dressed in the grey early morning light. I turned it over the way I turned over every

Weren't they supposed to cheer you up? She huffed and stood, squaring her shoulders and brushing her dress out. Enough of this. She had a job to do...it was time to stop whining, and figure out how to do it. First she'd try to find Demitri and wring some answers out of him...baring that...she'd wring them out of someone else. She shot the black iris one last dirty look and was on her way, a woman with a mission. *******

"I can't lead like this, I can't do anything like this. The pack needs someone." Chase was quiet for a long moment. Then, softly, "I didn't want it like this." "Doesn't matter how you got it, only what you do with it." He leaned forward, his voice urgent. "I'm not giving up on you, and I'm not giving up on finding answers about her." Her. Raeliya. The name sent pain through my chest even now. "I'm still searching," Chase continued. "And still following leads. I won't stop."