Qetsiyah Bennett Novels & Stories

"I've watched this dance like twenty times already. It sets my heart ablaze! I have a boyfriend, but I'm starting to question my sexuality. Can we form a squad to 'steal' this young lady?" After reading some of the witty comments, Victoria finally put her phone down and took a nap. … Benjamin was sitting at his desk in Zion Estate. He was meticulously reviewing and signing documents. Quinton, who stood nearby, waited respectfully. The silence in the study was broken when Benjamin's phone vibrated. He glanced at the caller ID before taking the call. Yves's excited voice rang out, "Ben, my goddess ... I mean, the future Mrs. Benjamin Harper is trending on Twitter! Many people are talking about

he whispered, as if trying to grasp the magnitude of what I’d said. “Exactly.” “Is she… a hybrid?” he asked, lowering his voice. “Some vampires have extraordinary powers, but they avoid mingling with werewolves or wizards.” “No,” I replied firmly. “She’s a pureblood werewolf. Nothing more.” Bennet seemed taken aback. His eyes gleamed with something that looked like renewed hope. “Unbelievable,” he murmured. “If that’s true… if she really has that kind of power, then I’ll do whatever it takes to help her. I’ll help you reverse the effects of the drug. Just tell me what to do.”

“Latest updates. Hart finalized the quarterly figures in record time. She’s already mentoring two juniors. Staff respect her.” I flipped the folder open, though I already knew what I’d find. Isla, outshining even seasoned employees. “She’s thriving,” Bennett added softly, as though gauging my reaction. “She always was meant to,” I said, voice flat but certain. Bennett gave a small nod, the kind of acknowledgment only a man who had seen me fight through fire could offer. He did not ask about last night, though I saw the question flicker in his eyes. I dismissed him with a glance, and he understood that loyalty meant silence.

"Mr.Emerson, Miss Quest." "Yes?" Jeff smiled. Mr. Quade looked at Bethany .“Miss Quest, could you do me a favor?" "Me?" Bethany pointed to herself. Mr.Quade nodded. "Yes. My daughter was sent back home overnight, so we need a new bridesmaid today. I" "You want Benny to be the bridesmaid?" Jeff raised his eyebrows. Bethany opened her mouth wide in surprise. Mr. Quade said flatly, "You're right, Mr. Emerson. Miss Quest, please.” Then he bowed to Bethany.

Bennett will announce the wedding date on the anniversary night. Mr. Nero Bennett is the owner of the Beach House Hotel where I am working as a barista. He’s engaged to Kinsella Sloane who is the daughter of the owner of the KS Construction and Design Company. I know. I’ve probably seen her in one of the events where our companies attended before. Henney said it was really a rollercoaster ride for the two. Kinsella left Mr. Bennett more than once and he was very devastated that he couldn’t even concentrate on his work anymore. Tears were shed and hearts were once broken but that made their relationship stronger.

“Bennet, please. I want to go home and we have to figure out where Amy is and what she’s up to. Now that I know all the attacks and crazy sh*t that has been happening recently is her fault. We need to take care of these people that she has abused, figure out who is actually loyal to her and, I guess, her dad, whoever that is, and bring them both in for a trial.” “What about this f*cker? He ordered your capture and most likely planned to kill you when he captured Ryker.” Bennet is vibrating with his anger, his fists are balled at his sides, focus switching from Finn back to me. Even that movement is twitchy, like he and his wolf can’t agree where to look. His dark red hair is not helping h

This lady was pregnant, her stomach round in her maternity gown with a glow on her face before she kissed Bennett’s cheek and entered the car then he waved at the car as it drove away then walked away to wherever he was going. What was this feeling? Bennett wouldn’t cheat on Leslie, right? I picked up my phone as I waved for the driver to keep driving. The number I dialled rang before I got an answer. “I need you to run a private investigation on someone.” I said to the person on the line. “The full name is Bennett Hezekiah Campbell.” I informed him before I ended the call.

“You don’t know, do you? You’re sending me into a war without any fucking ammunition.” “Do you want the deal or not?” Alpha Seth cut in, his tone impatient and sharp. He had always disliked my presence. I was getting under his skin, and I haven’t even lifted a finger. I smirked at Alpha Seth. Declan had already said it. I need them more than they need me, so I turned to the witch. “What’s your name?” “Kerri,” she said without hesitation. I cocked an eyebrow. “Surname?” “Bennette.”

" A girl replied. I looked at her features, she had snow white eyes that matched her hair. Her skin was absolutely flawless and she looked more intimidating than the men did. "What is your name?" I asked. "Qetsiyah, best female warrior." She replied with a smile. "We may put that to the test one day." I smiled back. "I can understand why you all have stayed hidden but regardless you all should have known we could have hidden you all here with us." I added. "We took that into consideration but you have been getting in the habit of fighting in wars lately." Baine replied with a small smile. "Ah yes, the last one was the most interesting, it certainly kept us busy. I'm Harvey by the way." He sa

“So, what’s going on with the data in your press conference?” “Um…” Bennet lowered his head. “I purposely said that because I set Scott’s Remembrance Cultural Arts Entertainment up.” The truth was out. Xavier let his staff switch on the recorder before he said to Bennet, “Say what you said just now again. We’ll record it.” Um… Bennet could not help but say all the truth again. His heart totally sank. Xavier nodded and said to Bennet, “You’re really trash. Scott’s Remembrance Cultural Arts Entertainment is doing a charity, but you’re still using all kinds of tricks to frame them. You’re such a jerk!”