Ra Michaels Novels & Stories

“Damn you, Rexy! How could he send a girl like this? I could get busted here.” The knocking continued. With no other choice, Marc opened the door. The girl greeted him with a charming smile, her deep dimples making her delicate, oriental features even more striking. “Hi, I’m Micha, a friend of Mr. Rexy. He said… you needed some company tonight,” she introduced herself smoothly. “Rexy’s friend?” Before Marc could react, Micha stepped inside, pushing past him and closing the distance between them. “Do you have a wife too, like Mr. Rexy?” she asked, her voice playful, her smile teasing.

Maria couldn't hide her excitement, this atmosphere was one she had always wanted to experience, and nothing could beat the joy she felt right now. "He- Good day, I'm Maria, Jackson's PA," she introduced herself with a polite smile and an outstretched arm. Her handshake was ignored but she got something even more amazing in return. Natasha pulled her into a big, warm hug and Maria almost died of affection that instant. She had just hugged Natasha Shaw, the all-time favorite American actress, she'd never wash this sweet smell off her body. "I'm a big fan of your work," Maria continued and watched Natasha's face lit up, "for a long time now," she included and it earned her a squeal from Natash

Leah Sullivan had never wanted to slap someone so bad! She sat in one of the two black leather armchairs across from her father’s large mahogany desk, and stared at her father, King Marcus. The only outward sign that she was anything other than the calm, unaffected facade she presented was a slightly raised eyebrow.

Even if she's the rightful mate of the dominant Alpha but in his eyes, she was just a vermin that hinders his plan to have a strong mate to stand and rule by his side. To be dumped by her mate like that, Tatiana was hurt at the same time, she's in deep rage for putting her in this kind of predicament she never wishes to taste. Yet, her choice to decline was rubbed by him. Alpha Mraz is the root of her misery and feeling angry for everything justified her madness. She has the right to get mad, to resent him, to loathe him but why does her heart still yearn for him? Like there's a speck of puzzle that only he can fix the pieces?

Sweat. I'm covered in it. It's been 15 years since that fateful day. But just like every other night, the day haunts me. Plague my dreams. The screams of my parents. Their eyes that were so full of life turned so …cold. It's been exactly 5475 days since I became Ashanti. 8 years ago, I became the bridge between the Mafia and the human world. I know it sounds corny, but I am. Even I can't comprehend how a fragile 10-year-old girl turned into someone who is feared by most.

I tell him my deepest, darkest secret. "I am-" He speaks but I cut him off, my voice weary I say, "You are amazing, Ethan. If you were a girl, I would go crazy for you. Hell, I am crazy for you right now. I FUCKING HATE RITA. Sh-she is trying to steal you from me. I can't see this. I can't. Ethan, listen. I am a mess. Only you can save me, baby." My throat gets dry so I gulp some more whiskey.

Earnestine said. “Mummy.” Michaela said running towards her mother. She was beautiful. Sabrina squatted and they embraced each other. “Hey, this is your aunt Earnestine. Introduce yourself.” “Hey, aunt. I'm Michaela Brentford. I'm four years old and I'm the most powerful witch existing.” Michaela said. “Yikes, I didn't teach you that.” Sabrina said getting up while Earnestine took Michaela's arms and they walked into the kitchen.

Mia Liam is a very beautiful lady with brown eyes. She is 23 years old, 5'7" tall. She is a slim lady with an attractive shape, normal-sized breasts, and a slightly larger butt. Mia entered the lavish building and looked at the interiors nervously. She had never been to such a high-maintenance place and had no idea why she had landed here, having merely received a message that the owner of this company could help save her orphanage. She had been desperate to save her home, her children's home, and if this was the last hope, then she was ready. She would do anything to save her orphanage.

Micah’s POV I swerve at the last moment, nearly avoiding crashing into the incoming car. Some driver puts his middle finger out and screams at me. I stop the car with a start and rest my forehead against the steering wheel, breathing deeply. I, Fiona Richards, reject you, Micah Lancaster, as my mate. The lingering echo of those wicked words still clouds my mind but the inexplicable pain in my body is gone. It has vanished as suddenly as it had taken me under.

Every human being has the urge to love and with that the need to be possessive towards the one they love. In that sense, Michelle is the kind of woman that can drive men towards murderous thoughts, a real Delilah. Enough of that. Tonight Alec will get another chance, and this time with none other than the Reverend's daughter, Mia Evans. She is a beautiful girl with tick luscious black hair, tanned skin, and a pair of breasts and legs that would put Mariah Carey to shame. Mia is the local gym's in-house physiotherapist, she is shy, withdrawn, and does not talk much.