Wilhelmina Grubbly-plank Novels & Stories

Mary Redferne A day before my wedding, Mr. McKinnon decided to host the most lavish engagement party for his son. I knew he did this intentionally, just a day before my own wedding, to ensure that their engagement overshadowed my own impending marriage. The McKinnons' ego was inflated by the perception of their wealth, and they sought to command respect and demonstrate their social standing. As the evening unfolded at Joshua and Clara's extravagant engagement party, I found myself standing alone at the bar, nursing a glass of sparkling water. The grandeur of the occasion was unmistakable, yet I couldn't shake the feeling of unease gnawing at my insides.

But it took Tina these many years to realize that. "Don't you dare to call me by that name again" Tina thundered angrily. David jumped a little with fright. "What?" he whispered with surprise. "You heard me. It's Lady Tina for you" she said in a cold voice, which is enough to freeze him on the spot. "I, Tina Wimbledon, the current lady of the Magic Plane, punish David Brooks for the charges of kidnapping, assault, and treachery against the earth beings," Tina said loud and clear for everyone around them to hear.

Faced with the maid's accusation, Wilhelmina vehemently denied it. "Your Majesty, I don't even know her!" Jane lifted her gaze, her sharp eyes locking onto Wilhelmina. "It's not your turn to speak." The maid trembled, stealing a glance at Wilhelmina before quickly lowering her head. She shut her eyes tightly and spoke. "It was Lady Wilhelmina who bribed me. She ordered me to tamper with Lady Rachel's birthday gift, hiding poison that causes lifelong infertility–"

It was quite easy to transform Jane Puckett, scholarship student and chronic coffee drinker, into Jailbird, the mysterious masked dancer in Fantasy Island. The hangover would have to wait. Bills didn't pay themselves.

BLAKE I was in the middle of eating soup that Connie had made that day for lunch when I heard the mindlink come through. Jasmine. I felt all the hairs on my body stand up. The way she mindlinked me, it was pure, primal fear. I tried to force a link back to her, to try to get more information, but it was blocked. She must have been too busy concentrating on whatever scared her to accept the mindlink back. The fact she could mindlink me made it clear she was in her wolf form, a hint to her whereabouts.

CHAPTER FIVE -WELDON- I gestured for Mina to approach us, and she walked over from where she was standing by the car. I could feel Maria's hand squeeze mine a little tighter as she watched Mina. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was apprehensive about Mina, as if she suspected we were romantically involved. "This," I said, looking at Maria and then her grandparents, "is my younger sister, Wilhelmina Growler." She sauntered over, her red eyes glinting in the soft evening glow, her snow white curls bouncing with each step.

Emily Warner, the crazy and happy go lucky side-chick in all of the stories. She is happy that all of her friends met the man of their dreams but she hasn’t. She has never met a man who even remotely loved her. As a kid, she always hoped for a crazy life story like beauty and the beast or toy story or finding nemo. But she worked at a nine to five job, at the age of twenty nine, she was single, while all of her friends were either getting married or pregnant. And there she was sitting in front of the television, eating chips out of her hair.

It was quiet as usual. “ Good afternoon Miss Emilia.” Stella, the housekeeper greets. Looks like the helpers were back from their leave. Well it was expected. The owners were back. “ Yes, Stella.” She says as she heads for her uncle’s room. She wasn’t exactly close with the housekeeper. Stella didn’t like her, at all. Having worked for her uncle’s family for twenty five years, she became just like them. She was a loyal slave to Aunt Claire, always at her beck and call, doing the dirty work for her and of course sharing gossips.

*****WARNING******* This book may cause triggers and contain mature domestic violence themes, flashbacks of sexual, physical and emotional abuse, and medical trauma. This story may not be for you. ******************** Perseverance is more prevailing than violence; and many things which cannot be overcome when they are together, yield themselves up when taken little by little. Plutarch Part I Watching the people through the window, I wonder where my girl is at? What is she doing this very moment? Is she thinking about me, as I think about her?

Emma money in exchange for the baby to be born. She is a materialistic woman, so she accepted, I offered her not only many millions, I also told her she could have surgery after the baby, so that she would not have children and if she wanted something aesthetic and she accepted. But she is so greedy that before Emily was born she wanted double the money and several properties that she had and also the divorce, it hurt me and in loneliness I cried again, I couldn't believe that all that was happening to me, but I really loved myself. daughter from the minute I realized her existence, so I accepted, because I would simply give everything I have for my princess, but I did it with one condition