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.

"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."

Step by step, I was getting closer to the man whose methods were rumored to be cold and cruel. It was said that he was ugly and temperamental. No one could ever tell what he was thinking. As for his three previous wives, they were said to have spent every day in great suffering. However, when I saw that almost mythical person, I realized how ridiculous the rumors were. Aaron Prentiss was leaning against the desk, his steel-gray shirt showing off his broad shoulders and trim waist. Behind his gold-rimmed glasses, his blue eyes were deep as the Atlantic. He was twirling a fountain pen in his hand, his fingers long and deft.

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.

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.