Novels by Abri Nichole Benton

Maybell Smith I'm not as upset as upset in the morning as I was last night. And I definitely owe Paison an apology! Snuggling back into the pillow that has been framing my face, I wonder if it is even worth it to get out of bed today. Looking around, I make my way to the walk-in closet that I am starting to fall in love with. It's a natural brown color inside. The three shelfs make the closet seem bigger than it is. The best part though? The outfits that Asher bought me are sitting color coordinated and by size. I picked up the army, green crop, and the white jeans that fit my figure. I walk into the bathroom, and look at the person in the mirror that is staring back at me. If you told me five days ago that I would be standing in a mansion, staring into my own reflection, I would highly suggest that you go get your head checked. I pull my hair into a dancer's bun, and put the diamond hair accessory around the bun. I’m not sure when I became the person that would put on a face ful

Archer Wild. Well, that was a lot of information. The knowledge that I came to know today is sailing in the waters in my head. I would have never thought that a father could do this to their child. And what is wrong with Oliver? Looking at the man in question, he has the same expression on his face that mirrors mine. Paison, on the other hand, is looking like he wants to punch the wall. “Paison, you have to tell me everything that happened from the moment you stepped out of your childhood home.” His face then loses color and he looks down at his shoes and starts talking. Paison’s POV “What are we going to do?” The pain in Maybells voice brings me to my knees. Being six and living on your own is not the ideal situation at all. How could he, the rage that flows through my veins is blinding. Making me see a scarlet shade of red. “What we are going to do is something that is going to hurt, but we need to move forward. We have to move on from the one home that we know.” Where ar

Maybell Smith The dream that I had was weird. I swear, I just dreamed that my father showed up, and told me that he sold me out. Isn't that crazy. Blinking my eyes open, I stare at the ceiling and ponder what the hell happened. Especially because I have no clue how I got into this bed. Flinging myself upright, I look around at the familiar surroundings before me. The bedroom that Asher put me in when I got here, stund me into silence. I looked around, when all the memories came crashing back to me. Walking into the glorious mall. Smelling all the delicious smells in Bath and Body Works. Facing the person that had a hand in me being thrown out. Then, fighting the person that definitely did not have permission to touch me. All those things slap me in the face, when snoring brings me out of my head. Looking to my right, I see Asher sitting on a chair, with his top half on the bed. And this man is fast asleep. How the crap is he comfortable like this? Shaking him gently, he flings aw

Archer WildGetting presents from the mall is something that shouldn't get overlooked. The mall is the main source of drama with everyone. Like the two kids at the food court fighting over a plate of orange chicken. I have a list of things that I want to get for the twins, like a new car and other things that they need just to be in my house. Having something that they could call theirs. It might brighten their mood towards me. Walking towards the other end of the mall, I see the theater in the distance and walk toward the brightly lit building that gives me a headache everytime. I see some movement in the alleyway, and look to see what is going on. I look over to see a young man and a woman struggling together. Something about seeing someone hurt a woman rubs me the wrong way. Walking toward them, I'm just in time to see him stick her with a needle and catch her falling into his arms.Running at full speed this time, I pull her away from him, and look down at the brown haired girl

Maybell Smith Walking into town is a whole lot prettier when you have a roof over your head, and food constantly on the table. I never realized how beautiful the world can be when you have everything you need. Yeah, Paison and I do really well sometimes. But even with both of our jobs, mine being in a bar, his being at a fast food restaurant, we can't have a place to stay without putting out names on the lease. And that meant being caught by Fletcher. I never thought that this could be the place I would find someone to settle down with. Not that I'm actually settling down. With this threat spiraling over our heads, no one can actually become fully relaxed. Walking down the sidewalk, I see the mall at the other end and decide that I have nothing better to do right now. The mall is like your basic city mall. You have the food cart. The smells coming from there can have a grown man down on his knees to taste a bit. Over at the other end, is the theater. It is so big that you could fit

Archer WildWhoa, someone is in trouble. Walking out of the room, I make my way with Oliver down to the basement to get some sort of workout in for the day. Wrapping my knuckles, I turn towards the bag and start to work my stress out of my body. This damn girl is going to drive me insane. I have lived on this earth for so long that I should be making the one that drives women crazy, but here I am tossing and turning over one little girl that has me so far out of the game, I can practically see my parents laughing at me beyond the grave. Even though I have dreamed of finding a mate, I was more worried about taking over for my dad, and becoming Mythical Alpha. Then Fletcher had to come in and ruin it, by practically wiping out my whole lineage. Fletcher has been on my trail for the last several hundred years. But the thing is, I don't know how he is doing it. For what I know, he is human. He should have died centuries ago. But, something on this earth keeps him alive and well. Taking