Reba Mcentire Novels & Stories

Nadia makes a small sound behind me. "Who are you?" I ask. The woman smiles. It is not a kind smile. "My name is Catherine Reed," she says. "I'm Vincent's wife. And I've been waiting twenty-six years to meet the girl who ruined my family." The person waiting at Sebastian's mother's house is not one of Vincent's men. It is his wife. Catherine Reed, and she has been waiting twenty-six years to meet the girl she blames for everything.

Love is dead for me from now on and I promise no matter what,I will never stay. Even if it meant loosing my wolf, I will be free from here. I promise. The epitome of female empowerment will not face the fate she saved others from. She will be a Rebel , till the last day of her life. She will Rebel against her mate,she will Rebel against her father. She will Rebel against the entire world if she has to. But she will never open up her heart for anyone. Never again.

"I could still remember how you laid your eyes upon her. It was something magical." "Wow, dude that's gay!" Gavin said as he poked Lee on his left arm. "Let's just say, I am a great observer." "U-huh…" "That kind of woman is someone that you should never let go, no matter what happens." ---- After a lot of disappointments in the previous days, Rebecca decided to visit her mom often. She wanted to get encouragement for herself whenever she felt this way. Every time she's feeling alone, visiting her mom's grave would often make her feel better.

"I'm sorry, sir, but Miss Valerie says she won't be able to make it tonight because she wasn't informed earlier." I don't even look up. "Tell her I said she can do whatever she likes while I do whatever I like." "Yes, sir." The flight home is short, I take a quick break nap time while we were on air and it is refreshing because I know this might be the only break I would get in coming days as the wedding in next week and I have a gala to attend This Art Gala is the second thing that has a place in my heart asides creating drugs for reasons I am unwilling to share with the general public

“I’m so sorry.” I keep moving. I stay low to the ground because the air is better there. I feel like a ghost. I’ve lived twenty-two years as a ghost in this pack, so I’m good at it. At the east water trough, the air is a little cooler, but the water is black with ash. “Maren? Is that you?” I turn around. It’s Reva. She’s leaning against the stone trough, holding her arm. There’s a deep cut there, and she’s got two little kids tucked behind her legs. They’re crying.

I couldn’t hide how strange I felt, how everything seemed wrong. “Can I see your phone?” I asked, my voice tight with urgency as I reached my hand out. Ruby didn’t say anything, but after a moment of hesitation, she pulled her phone out and handed it to me. My fingers fumbled slightly as I unlocked the screen and looked for the date. When I finally saw it, my breath caught in my throat. It was the year 2020,four years back from 2024. I stared at the screen, my heart pounding in my chest.

Morgan's POV SIX MONTHS LATER: I lowered the music blasting through my car radio as I tried to parallel park. "Morgan?!" Sabrina's voice came through the speaker. "Guess what I just saw?" I asked Sabrina on the phone as I made to park my car. "What?" "Listen and don't interrupt." "Okay..." From her voice, I knew she was confused but nevertheless, she'd figure it out. I cleared my throat and began to recite the headline I had just seen. "CEO Sabrina Emily Rosewood, tops the chart as the youngest CEO of Rosewood enterprises to top first three in profits, assets and company growth in less than seven months."

The formerly ruthless mafia don had rejected all his social obligations to stay in the ward with me. He would read poetry to me and clumsily peel apples for me. He even gave me a brooch with an iris on it, symbolizing that I was family. On the day I was discharged, Aaron brought me to the beach. The sunset painted the surface of the water a crimson gold. He suddenly dropped to one knee and held out an heirloom ring to me.

A female anchor's lively voice rang out: "...We are currently live from the fifth-floor banquet hall of the Grand Plaza Hotel. The lavish celebration marking the Hayes Group's entry into the pinnacle of the business world is underway. In just a few minutes, Chairman Dominic Hayes will officially introduce his fiancée—the eldest young mistress of the Vance family, Sera Vance..." On the screen, Dominic wore a perfectly tailored suit, his face radiant with pride. Standing beside him was Sera Vance in a magnificent evening gown, wearing the smile of a victor.

she sighed. “But that is not why I left, I left because I got married” I quickly clarified. “I know, look I don't blame you or anybody for what happened that year, but can you please leave me alone, I am okay,” she said. “Well, Ramona I might have gotten canceled by times and smaller entertainment agencies, but guess what, Denvers did not cancel me, because the CEO has more power than the Stirling family,” I said. “What!” Ramona shouted almost jumping out of her seat.