Virginia Mazzello Novels & Stories

As they knew, Ziff was still young, and he had a long way to go. “Phelan? … Phelan?…get out of your bed! It's already late to sleep up to this hour!” Viv yelled as she tried to shout out to Phelan from a distant. Phelan grilled as she turned from side to side in her bed. And as well try to stretch her hands abit. She was already awake, but hardly had the energy to step out of her bed. She had no more friends than her bed. All times she overslept, getting late to her morning classes. Phelan held a book in her hands as she tried to get through it, although her eyes betrayed her as they looked heavy. On her ears were ear phones, dancing to some music by her head as she stared at the book held w

A thin smile split my lips. — My name doesn't matter. I paused, savoring his astonishment. Then, in a low, confident voice, I said: — But I know exactly who you are, Madam Prosecutor Laura Martelli. She froze suddenly. Her eyes widened, her fingers tightened on the sheet as if she had just been slapped. The mask of seduction had just crumbled, replaced by a dull fear. — Wh… how…? she stammered. I walked over, putting my knee on the bed, leaning over her. My hand moved gently up her thigh, but my gaze no longer held anything tender.

Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company. “I am sorry,” a man bumped into me. “I am sorry,” he apologized, with a bow and turned to go. “Michael,” I called. He paused immediately, turning back to me. “How do you know my name?” He asked, his brows furrowed in curiosity. Thirty minutes later we sat in a coffee shop, he sat quietly across the table sipping his coffee. “You seem to miss the coffee a lot,” I broke the silence. “I am trying to process all that you just said,” he revealed, dropping the cup on the table. “So you're telling me that you found me just in time to save me from the clutches of Allen's

(Ran Hyun Ok) After sending Catherine to save Melissa Hernandez in Arizona, The rest that in the car with her, Marcuez Vega, Sharon Jackson, Ran Hyun Ok and Helena Mendoza, headed straight to my hospital room. Since then all of us were busy discussing our plan to crack open Gusto Energy Corporation, then of course we do have our new member of the circle, which is Mariah Mills. Tanya Kate and Isabella Marcos chose to opted out of the meeting, as both of them felt that this kind of gathering doesn’t suited them as they were more concerned and much more suitable as a Doctor and Professor as they were right now.

HAILEY Marcus Vega's report arrived via encrypted email at eleven PM. I'd been waiting for it, refreshing my inbox obsessively since dinner. When it finally appeared, I opened it immediately, scanning through the pages. Mabel James. Born Mabel James, married name Mabel Hoss. Thirty-two years old. Stylist based in Los Angeles, recently returned to New York. I already knew all of that. I scrolled down, looking for something useful. Something I could actually use against her.

“It’s nothing. I just figured it wouldn’t seem like a big deal for Darius Jackson to give you a villa judging from your talents. “After all, you’re not even humbling yourself in front of people like Brayan Foster. It’s only natural for Darius to respect you anyway. “That was why I decided. “The villa might just turn into that mistress’ present after all…” Mandy Zimmer smiled faintly. Harvey bitterly chuckled. “What mistress…?” “Kairi Patel, Yvonne Xavier, Queenie York, Kait Walker, Katy Cobb, Leslie Clark, Irene Johnson…

She leaned in to take a glance,her jaw dropped and her expression turned livid. "Who the hell sent this?!". "Believe me, you really don't want to know." - I rolled my eyes at her expression. "Why did you suddenly come over and that too...... without as much as a call?". Rachel returned back to her original position, her daintly manicured fingers patting her white top as she regained her former demeanor. "As agreed, Anne sent over the personal assistant. Her name is Bennett and she's currently an intern at the agency."- she paused.

Emily Warner I swallow hard as I look at the Lachlan enterprise building approaching. I felt Danika rub my back before I got out after saying bye to her. I ignored all my thoughts as walked straight in the building to the cafeteria. I need food to calm my nerves. I avoided greeting people and acted like I was in a hurry. I was in no mood to have small talk about my ‘vacation’. Everyone in the office was just as shocked as me when Hank announced his marriage news. The number of people that came up to me and asked me ‘I thought you were

Alpha Ryan Damison All I see is red. Anger. My veins ferociously pulsate hard as I think of my mate. My mate is a guy, I can’t accept this shit. Clearly, the Moon goddess had it out for me. What a sly bitch, as there is no more hilarious mistake than pairing me with a guy! I knew she hated me from the start. But there were bigger bastards than me in the past. Then why me? Why? My chest heaves menacingly, anger and fury rising to the surface. The way my mate existed disgusts me. His gender disgust me, his thin body, his weakness, everything about him disgusts me.

She stated and thought I have already made the decision, I had to ask her a question. "Why do you want to help me?" I asked her and she sighed rolling my eyes. "Number one, because I'm a profeminist. Two, I'm actually helping myself. So, are you in or not?" "Of course." I nodded. "Bethany, who else is working with Makaila's father apart from you?" I asked and she looked at me for a moment, probably deliberating whether to tell me or not. "Jackson and Tyler." She deadpan and I cussed.