Quinn Bailey Novels & Stories

Quinn was raised to be responsible to the point that he's doing everything out of responsibility and not sincerity. "It's not even worth wasting the Alpha King's time." I reached for the towel to dry the still dripping locks of his hair. "You should go back to your room and get some rest, Alpha." Quinn's eyes drops and that's enough for me to know he's succumbed with disappointment and even... regret? "Is that what you really want me to do? Will doing that make you feel better and in ease?" I know very well to carefully choose my words upon answering his question. But what I don't know is whether he's about to shift between his two personalities or not depending in my response.

she begs him but he lets out a shaky breath that makes his whole body tremble. "Mr. and Mrs. Bailey, your daughter is strong, plus she's in good hands, trust me-" Lilly begins but Mr. Bailey cuts her off. "Good hands? We don't even know the doctor that's doing the surgery on her! We want to see our daughter right now," he snaps. I understand his frustration. "Calm down," I place my hand on his shoulder, "The nurse is Kye's big sister, Lillian Ripley, for now let's just try and trust her, there's nothing else we can do. Please," I say as I furrow my brows.

Probably some guy gave her a fake number in the bar. "I know what it is. But who are you?" She again asks me anxiously. "I am secretary of the President of the Damison Group. My name is Ethan Stone." I reply to her irritatingly, as she is wasting my time. I need to go home and take a lavender bath with my rubber ducks.

The moment I had yearned for, yet tried to avoid, my whole adult life, was finally upon me. I put my hands on Quinn's shoulders. "Look at me." I waited until our eyes met, before I said, “I, Troy Bailey, Prince of the Lakelands, claim you Quinn Siobhan Maree, as my one true mate. You belong to me, and I to you. I will hunt with you, run with you, protect and care for you, from this day onward and all eternity.”

Or even kiss her privately. As we strode along the hallway, Bailey abruptly halted in front of me and looked at the picture that was on the wall. "Is this Quinn?" she asked as her brows creased in confusion. I turned to see what she was talking about and then a blonde little girl with a forlorn smile reflected in my eyes, staring back at me with the same feeling of loss within her entire features. She was sitting in a wheelchair while an old lady and a man wearing a white coat stood at her side.

My mother was mentally ill, and she cannot function as the Luna, so that gives my younger sister, Bailey, room to fit in the Luna position. Bailey found her mate two years ago, and she is married with two pups. Her mate was Steven Edmond, my Gamma. So he allowed Bailey to fill my mother's role. "Let's not talk about my mother. Today is about me and you. I want to marry you even if you are not my real mate," I whispered into Quincy's right ear, and she blushed. "Really?" "Yeah. Let's join in the activities first," I said, before holding her right hand. It held so much of the jasmine scent that I liked.

Just as the words left his mouth, Jonah, enduring the pain, shouted out. “No, Bailey has already started her entertainment career. I can’t let any dirt on the internet affect her!” If they were an ordinary family, it might be a little different. But Bailey had debuted as the daughter of the Queen family. Netizens knew her father was Jonah Queen and her mother was Adele. Her main public persona online was that of a wealthy, privileged young lady. If anything went wrong with that image, Bailey, who had just entered the entertainment industry, would be lambasted by the entire internet.

I questioned, laying myself back down comfortably onto the pillow, my arms rested below my head. Bailey looked down on me with a slow smile spreading across her face. “Absolutely nothing.” She slipped along the edge of the bed, climbing off the edge of the bed, moving back towards me, giving me hope she had changed her mind, but instead she was softly placing a brief kiss onto my lips, making my heart pound crazily. “I am going for a shower, because I have work to get ready for. If you plan to stay in bed all day, by all means, make yourself comfortable.” She winked at me, before turning away and walking toward her bathroom, her small shorts and tank top she wore to bed enhancing the curves

I ask her as I being to bawl out crying, the salty tears now soaking my dress. - "Hanna, I know that you're extremely upset but please let me remove your makeup" Bailey pleads from the left side of my bed Bailey wants to be a dermatologist when she grows up so whenever someone isn't taking care of their skin she gets extremely irritated. I agree to let her remove my makeup so that I do not have to listen to her complain about it for an hour. "Do you want some ice cream?" Faith asks me as she continues to gently stroke my blonde hair

“One day, Miss Bailey approached me out of the blue and invited me to the Quest family’s charity dinner. I refused at first because I didn’t know who she was at all. “But she told me that if I came, she would help market my wine business into Country Z. That sounded like a great idea to me at the time. “Hence, I agreed. After that, she showed me a picture of you and Xyla, and she asked me if the people in the picture were Ron’s grandson and granddaughter-in-law. I told her the truth. “I said that Xyla Quest was indeed his granddaughter-in-law, but you were not his grandson. Miss Bailey asked me if you were violent with Xyla back in Country Y. I told the truth by saying yes. “Then, Miss Baile