Novel & Cerita Spencer Reid Maeve

the Jason Momoa lookalike chuckles, tucking Astrid under his arm. The tall one- Theo, I think? - turns his attention to Reid, his mouth set in a frown. “Hey Reid, did you hear what our girls have planned for tonight?” ‘Our girls’. Something about the way that sounds makes my heart squeeze. “No?” Reid replies slowly, looking down at me and raising a brow in question. “Theo, don’t be a douche,” Quinn scolds, rolling her eyes. I recall Reid mentioning that the sister of one of the alphas was mated to another, and seeing Quinn beside Theo, the pieces to the puzzle click together, the family resemblance apparent.

Then Maeve removed her hand. “But of course I want to see the child live,” she said, moving away from Selene. Selene gasped for breath, holding her neck. “You monster,” she gasped, water coming down her eyes. Maeve chuckled. “Now I am a monster,” she said, taking her seat. She looked at her silently, her eyes going to her stomach, and Selene instinctively covered her stomach. “Twins, a boy and a girl,” Maeve said, still staring at her stomach.

She’d think about how great it would be if Deirdre was her biological daughter occasionally, as her real daughter was a disappointment… The door was opened, catching both of them by surprise. Brendan halted to a stop when he saw the mother and daughter holding each other lovingly. Maeve wiped her face and said smilingly, “Since you’re here, I’ll head outside, Brendan.” “Hmm.” Maeve walked past Brendan to head outside. Meanwhile, Charlene looked at Maeve’s silhouette with cold eyes from another spot in the corridor and asked the young woman next to her, “Do you know her?”

When they reached the threshold of the kitchen, the scene was nothing short of a theatrical masterpiece. Maeve was sitting stubbornly on a high wooden stool, wrapped in a heavy tartan blanket like a tiny, disgruntled warrior queen. She was incredibly pale, her hands still trembling slightly from the residual drain of her massive displacement spell, but her eyes were snapping with a fierce, maternal fire. She was brandishing a long wooden stirring spoon like a broadsword.

I wanted to pluck my ears out from the disgusting sound, but I assured myself that an hour of fakery wouldn't kill me, maybe it’d even make me… stronger? “For the last time, Willow, not everyone sucks deflated balls for a living like you,” Maeve rolled her eyes and the place erupted with laughter again. Pleased with her comeback, she cleared her throat, “she’s Alex’s step-sister, and as you all know, we’ll be getting married soon.” You know that look on peacock’s face right after they spread their colorful feathers? That’s the one Maeve had on her face after making that weird brag. What was even weirder was how unconvinced and unimpressed her so-called friends looked.

“ But the Ceremony is fast approaching and preparations are supposed to have started, “ Madeline said. Madeline was someone I respected a lot because she had a close relationship with our family, hence, the reason why we were on a first-name basis. No doubt she had aged over the years but one could tell she was really beautiful when she was young. But Maeve’s beauty on the other hand was on another level. She was breathtaking. Whenever I was around her it was like we were two magnets attracted to each other. “ I have a feeling she will be found soon. My instincts are never wrong, “ I said to them with confidence and Madeline sighed. “ I’m still lost in this conversation, “ Maeve said to us w

There was a whole wooden block surrounding me with zero peeping spaces. “... Yeah, my stomach hurts so bad.” She continued. Oh! So that was the foul smell. Rebecca’s upset stomach from tacos. “No, I will be okay.” Then it sounded like she had ended the phone call. The foul smell came creeping back in, and that time, I was so close to barfing behind the shelf. Suddenly, I heard chairs being pushed and then footsteps. “Maid!” she yelled as she left the office.

“Don’t be too surprised, Drake. You have to be strong and go to the training area where Mom and Dad are.” “Why? Is there something wrong? What happened?” I asked continuously. Spencer is also not the type who became too emotional and the way he talked seemed like something serious came up. I quickly stood up from the swivel chair and immediately took my coat on the rack. Even though I still didn’t know what happened, I believe this is an important matter as to how Spencer spoke. As soon as I already wore my coat, I heard Spencer speak. “It’s about Virginia… She was bitten by a vampire and it’s not just an ordinary vampire. It is a sire…”

Her eyes slowly flutter open. Her breathing nearly stops. Lying right beside her is a complete stranger. And not just any stranger. A ridiculously handsome one. Annoyingly handsome. Infuriatingly handsome. And above all... A very, very angry handsome man. That's how she meets Clarence Keiv Spencer—a man with the face of a prince but the pride of a king who refuses to lose. Serious, quiet, and seemingly living in a world of his own, Keiv is the last person Maeve ever expected to wake up beside.

He winked at me. "How is Maeve? When will I get to meet her?" I wiggled my eyebrows teasing him. Noah blushed as he let out a dreamy chuckle thinking about her. He finally got his girl Maeve. She left him, but she realized he was the one for her and came back to him one day. Noah got his happy ending and I couldn't be any happier than this. "She was dying to meet you. Maybe next week or the upcoming week, she will be here. She is stuck with some work and will be here especially to meet you."