Stacey Abrams Novel Novels & Stories

The Shaw residence wasn't far from here, as it was investments from Jeffrey and my fiancé, Ivor Rhett, that funded the research institute. To be closer to me, they even built two villas nearby, adjacent to each other. These were my two homes. But now, there was no place for me in either villa. When I arrived, the household staff were openly hostile, too. "Mr. Shaw has said that you are no longer part of the Shaw family. How do you still have the gall to show up here?" "Someone steals 20 years of someone else's life and still has the audacity to stick around."

she said. "Yeah?" I smirked. "Let's leave together," she said and smiled. So we began our life together, living under the same roof. It wasn't perfect, and she wasn't any less crazy, but I loved her, and she loved me. There was never a dull moment with Bella Davis, my beautiful, deranged stalker girl. And I couldn't be any happier. The End. Author's Note: Thank you guys so much for reading! Please don't forget to check out my other stories in this plarform. Especially Jake and Jane's story: The Ugly One.

“I’m connecting the dots you thought were invisible.” She leaned back, appraising me like an inconvenience she hadn’t budgeted for. “Even if you’re right,” she said, “you still don’t have me.” I met her gaze steadily. “Not yet.” Then she laughed. Not nervously. Not hysterically. Confidently. The kind of laugh that comes from believing the world bends in your favor. That laugh told me everything. Vanessa Abrams wasn’t just a criminal. She believed history owed her something. She believed intelligence and cunning excused cruelty. She believed she was above consequences because she had always outrun them.

I couldn’t help but wonder the damages that Adams had already done in Stacey’s life. . #TBC

My body didn’t erupt into a full blown allergic reaction, not because it didn’t try but because I’d prepared. I always prepare. Stacy may think she’s smart, but she’s also obvious. From the moment Caleb told me about her visit to my stepmother’s house, I knew she was digging. That wasn’t curiosity, that was war. And tonight? That was her first strike. A glass of mango juice. So elegant. So simple. So quietly vicious.

We can't always get what we want. Shifting through the shelves at the furthest part of the library, Zara scroll through all the books she has read in the past. When a sudden grip made her hiss in pain, she was ready to turn and unleash hell upon the rude individual for hurting her until she stops in her track the moment she lay eyes on Abram. He looked like a mess. His beard was longer than usual. His eyes red like he haven’t slept for a long time and his hair was ruffled like he had comb it with his fingers many times.

"I really don't know what happened, Mom. I'm in the office together with Lucas when suddenly, Stella appeared out of nowhere. She saw how close Lucas was to me, and when our eyes met, she ran away faster than she could. I immediately followed her; I even drove away from Tito Casper's company to follow her. I searched her school, but she wasn't there. I tried calling Ethan, but then he was off. When I go back to my office, that's when I have news from Lucas that she found Stella. And so on. When I arrived at Lucas place, Stella was sleeping. We went here after, and I gave her a meal when I asked her what really happened. Why she suddenly kept herself away from me and why she ran and Lucas fou

his tone is soft and flirtaous. I sit up and my mother is here. In my room Stacey-Sara saids not to be afraid. Your family is close. Including Alpha Reynolds. Me-I thought you had turned. Stacey-Lycan or wolf Sara, Abram and Zeke are still family. Me-How do you feel toward Caesar and Augustus. Stacey-not as he would have hoped. Bruce’s Mark is still there. I can still talk to him. Adam and Bruce are our mates. We just have to endure this.

Liora’s P.O.V. And I was right! People did talk… a lot. The kitchen glowed with a soft amber light as evening settled over the palace. I stood at the counter, folding almond flour and sugar together. Stacy leaned against the island, grinning like a cat who had just tipped over a milk bowl. “Yes, I knew it!” She sang. “Those dresses were indeed a booty call. I am such a genius.” Beta Damon couldn’t keep his mouth shut and shared the news of our office romance with everyone, which resulted in Stacy’s unstoppable commentary.