Meredith Walker の小説・ストーリー

As the raw truth surfaces across the borders, every bloodline realizes that Meredith is nothing but a mate-stealing leech who structured this entire execution out of pure, suffocating hatred for my heavy majesty. Although Silverhowl caused a massive storm, my human mind remains entirely silent, refusing to waste breath defending my honor when my talent speaks for itself. Meredith’s private communication cave is instantly breached by rogue hackers, leaving a continuous stream of violent, attacking runes burning onto her stone walls. "Shameless thief! To steal a human's betrothed alpha, and then wrap your foul pelt in the guise of a victim while throwing dirt onto her name!" "Exile your useles

Chad said. “okay, bottom line is, Rachael Roux is not CIA”. “damn! ...who’s she then?” Chinny paused and inhaled deeply. “ she is Medusa” Chad felt a warm wave of fear run from the scalp of his head to the sole of his feet. He didn’t know how to react to that. Rachael Roux is not CIA and Chinny had sold Troy to Medusa?! Medusa might not need The Triangle as much as it did before now.

“Vivienne, how does it feel to spend five years as a counterfeit consort?” She took a slow step closer, her tone soft but venomous. “Oh, and Mia is my daughter. You didn’t know that, did you?” She moved nearer until I could clearly see the contempt in her eyes. “My Blood Covenant with Ethan is the one recorded in the Blood Registry. You were never entered into the Blood Registry. You’re nothing but a ceremonial illusion. If you have any dignity left, you should leave on your own instead of clinging to a throne that was never yours.”

“She’s been under pressure, okay? The wedding, the company merger, everything. She's not well. This is all... delusion.” I took a slow, measured step forward. “Right. Of course. I imagined your naked body in a hotel bed next to hers. Probably dreamed the receipts too.” “Receipts?” Ezra scoffed. “What receipts? This is insane.” Meredith turned to the crowd now, voice quivering as she leaned into the role. “She’s always hated me. Ever since we were kids. She said I stole things from her... toys, friends, even dates. But this?” Her eyes brimmed with crocodile tears. “This is too far.”

“Don’t you remember the rule for servants? You’re not allowed to roam around here. Especially you.” Her friends all turn serious, stepping away from me now like I’m suddenly carrying an infectious disease. With a swift and casual manner, Celeste kicks the bucket of cleaning solution, letting the brown stuff splash all over the pristine marble stairs. "Bye, Meredith," she simpers, turning around and leaving with a smile. The splashing and the clattering of the bucket alert Mom within ten seconds. By the time I gather my thoughts enough to move, she's already thundering up the wet staircase, brandishing a broom.

Arden decided to see this visitor before alerting Aurora. Arden walked to his office and pushed open the door. An older woman who looked to be in her late sixties stood in the center of his office. "Alpha Arden," The woman said as she bowed slightly. "Yes? And who are you?" Arden asked. He walked around to the other side of the desk. "My name is Meredith. I am one of the elder witches from the Whispering Shadows Coven. I heard that you are wanting a meeting with the coven," none of what she said was a question. Arden only nodded in response.

When Ethan Lane came back from his business trip, he pulled two dolls out of his suitcase. One was pink, the other blue. His daughter, Nina Lane's eyes lit up for a second when she saw the pink one. But instead of reaching for it, she glanced over at Crystal Shaw, Vivian Shaw's daughter. That five-year-old girl had already stretched out her hand for the pink doll. So Nina pulled her hand back and said quietly, "I'll take the blue one." I froze. Nina's loved pink ever since she was little. Her backpack is pink, her water bottle is pink, even her hair clips are always pink. But the moment Crystal was in the picture, she stepped aside. Later, when Ethan drove Vivian and Crystal home, I ask

Autumn's standpoint "Meredith, save your ass for the auction, and stop distracting my workers with that jawbreaker of yours!" I shouted at Meredith who was intentionally going about her work in a very sexy and seductive manner. She looked at me from underneath her lashes and smirked. She is no longer the innocent girl.

"Miss Meredith, if you want to go, then go see him. I'll go with you." "No need, I'll just go by myself." Meredith stood up from the bench and silently walked toward the gate. "Miss Meredith, are you going like this?" Goldie looked at her back in amazement. At this time, Meredith was wearing home clothes. She had slippers on her feet, no bag, no mobile phone, and no car keys... How was she going to get there? The cemetery was 20 kilometers away from here. "Miss Meredith, you..." Goldie walked up and pulled her back, looking at her suspiciously. "Did you forget that you didn't bring your wallet and mobile phone?"

“I’ll tell you everything!” A smirk tugged at my lips as a voice said hello on the other end. I hung up. I leaned in close. “That wasn’t so bad, was it? Now stop wasting my time.” Charlie gulped and nodded. “I keep records. Every person that pays me for a job, I write it down. A woman contacted me. Her name… her name is Meredith.” Dwayne froze. His hands dropped to his sides. “Give us the full name.” Charlie’s voice cracked. “Meredith Wilson.”