Novels by MARAH LYNN

"Your sister woke up," Ricci blurted out wanting to put an end to the awkward silence. Giovanni was never particularly chatty in the past, but this was different, this felt awkward. "She's sick as a dog though, in shock too, about your father." "Don't you ever compare my sister to a dog again," Giovanni spat back breaking his silence, hostility still clear within his words. "I-I didn't it's just an ex-" "A fucking stupid one!" He sank back deeper into the leather seat turning his head to look out the window, he was too angry to accept the fact that Ricci was currently his driver. "Why are you here? I told Antonio to call and tell you to make sure Rosalia was safe." Without realizing, he began clenching his fists fighting against the instinct that told him to crack Ricci a new one. "You had one job that was it. Now you're here? Why?" "We've all been looking for you Gio, I wasn't sent specifically, it was all hands on deck." He spoke slowly, diplomatically, trying to word his sente

Giovanni stumbled up the dark staircase, a light flickering in and out interrupting his focus. He muttered something incoherent under his breath as he gripped onto railing hoisting himself further up to his destination. As the floorboards creaked beneath his feet he could not help but think why someone would live in such a dump of an apartment complex. A thought which entered his mind every time he walked up these same stairs. He made his way in front of a door studying the crooked numbers as his right fist clenched bringing it up to bang vigorously on the door at this unruly hour. He stopped for a moment only to listen in as he pressed up against the door. "Open up" he called out without any consideration bringing his fist back up to commence more pounding but being cut short by the door flying wide open. "Jesus!" Elisa gasped at the sight of him; she hadn't even bothered to close her black silk robe answering the door in her underwear. "Da fuck are you wearing?" He groaned push

Ricci let out a long breath of frustration, his left hand propped up against the front door as he leaned over knocking a series of five consecutive knocks becoming more and more frustrated. He alternated between knocking and pressing the doorbell which was clearly not currently working. He finally pushed himself from the leaning position he was in and back upright on his feet before making the decision to walk around the back of the house. Her car was in the driveway and the curtains were drawn back, he was sure she was home. Making his way towards the back sliding doors he immediately noticed the latch on the other side of the door in the incorrect position. He shook his head muttering under his breath growing even more annoyed by the second. This girl will never learn.Sliding open the door he stepped into the house, "Rosalia!" He called out loudly swiftly sliding the door behind him shut turning briefly to lock the latch. "Rosalia wh-" He stopped. Frozen in place at the sight o

The family sat downstairs in the living room. A few hours had gone by and Giovanni had made the decision to call Stefano and Giacomo Casso, his father's Consigliere. He needed advice, and Rocco was the one who could provide it. He glanced briefly over at his mother as she continued to sob quietly in the corner cradling Sienna holding her close murmuring a silent prayer for her entire family. "Rocco..." His voice almost failed him. Keep it together... He closed his eyes, let out a breath then picked himself back up. "What do we do? What do I do?" "Have you called it in yet?" He queried reaching for the scotch decanter on the coffee table. He poured seven glasses and pushed them towards the men. They needed a drink. Everybody needed a drink. He glanced up at Giovanni who was shaking his head before swiftly knocking back the entire glass. "No." He placed his glass back down, reaching for the decanter pouring himself another. "Not yet. I called you first." He threw down his

"Mio marito! Mia figlia! Non posso vivere cosi!" (My husband! My daughter! I can't live like this!) Isabella wailed through sobs. She was pacing back and forth from her main bedroom to her daughters, hoping and praying Alessia's life would be spared. "TI ODIO DIO! TI ODIO!" (I HATE YOU GOD! I HATE YOU!) Her wailing becoming intense high pitched screams. "MAMMA!" Giovanni screamed over her as he watched her throw herself back onto her marital bed. Her body lay over the top of her husbands, his father, blood seeping through him and onto her nightgown. She had woken up groggy and with a severe headache this morning. As she stretched out to wake herself up, glancing over at what she thought was her sleeping husband, she instantly began to scream. His side of the bed was covered in deep red blood. Her sons and son-in-law, Nico had come running through the halls, almost knocking her bedroom door off its hinges in the process. But they were too late. Dominico De Luca had been dead and

The smells of sweet champagne and freshly baked Italian pastries were still in the air. That smell of warm freshly baked sheep ricotta combined with freshly grated orange zest straight from the fruit gardens, it was the smell of celebration in the De Luca New Jersey estate.There was no greater celebration in the family home quite like the day of a baptism. The baptism of two month old Sienna Conti.The beautiful daughter of Nicholas and the only De Luca daughter, Alessia. The champagne and wine began to flow from midday through to the early hours of the morning. There was no shortage of food either, as various types of pastas with a range of different sauces filled the tables. Homemade pizza from the outdoor wood fire oven which the men happily took over, after all, playing with fire was no job for a woman. Then of course, the traditional Italian pastries. No party was complete without the addition of pastries. They celebrated the baptism of little Sienna into the late hours of th

"Ares?' I said with a cracked voice. I was dehydrated and tired and as I looked around the room I was in, I saw that there was no one there. Where is Ares? I tried sitting up but a sharp pain in my back stopped me and I let out a scream. The door burst open and Ares appeared looking tired. "Hey hey, hey, you okay?" He said hurriedly, taking a seat beside the bed I was laying on. it didn't take me long to figure out that I was in the pack house. "I think so. There's this pain in my back though." I pointed at the right side of my back and he placed his hands on it. "The doctor said there would be side effects to the injections because you're an hybrid but it should subside in an hour or two. I'll be here with you the entire time till you get better." I nodded but looking at him I had to ask "You look tired Ares, Have you been skipping bedtime?" He took a deep breath still rubbing his hand over my back. "I couldn't sleep because of the nightmares and I've been up all night trying to fi

CALI'S POV I couldn't contain my excitement as we made our way through the buzzing crowd towards our seats. It had been two weeks of work and thrill with Ares and even after the concert was moved, here we are. The air was filled with anticipation, a palpable energy that electrified the entire concert venue. Tonight was the night we had been waiting for – the Ed Sheeran concert. And I was about to experience it with Ares. The man who made it all possible. We took our seats, the soft glow of the stage lights illuminating the space around us. I glanced at Ares, his eyes shining with anticipation, his smile infectious. In that moment, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the kind of man sitting beside me, sharing this extraordinary experience. Suddenly, the arena plunged into darkness, and the crowd erupted into a wild frenzy of cheers and applause. Ed Sheeran emerged on stage, his presence commanding, his guitar ready to unleash a world of emotions. The first notes resonated through

ARES'S POV As I stood in the grand hall adorned with regal tapestries and gleaming chandeliers, anticipation filled the air. The day had finally arrived—the day of my coronation as Alpha. In my finest attire, I approached the platform where the ornate golden seat awaited. The room was filled with esteemed guests, nobles, and loyal subjects, their eyes fixed upon me. The weight of responsibility and legacy hung heavy upon my shoulders. The ceremony began with a majestic procession, led by the pack guards. With dignified steps, I followed closely behind, accompanied by my father's Beta who would anoint me as the ruler. The sound of howls reverberated through the hall, announcing my entrance. Upon reaching the seat, I ascended the steps, and a hush fell upon the crowd. The Beta stepped forward, holding the ancient and sacred ring, passed down through generations. He recited ancient blessings and prayers, invoking the favor of the Moon goddess upon my reign. With steady hands, th

As I walked into the sleek, glass-fronted building, excitement tingled in my veins. Today was my second day at Selkath technologies, a renowned technology company. The possibilities seemed endless, and I couldn't wait to dive into my new role as a software engineer. Yesterday was intense especially all the moments I had with my boss who is also my mate. Ares was extremely nice to me, he took to dinner before he took me home and I learned new things about him. He didn't do things without my consent and that only made me drawn to him. He made sure I ordered my own food and my own drinks and all the nerves I felt prior to that disappeared. He made me really comfortable. After my reminisce about yesterday, I found my way to the bustling open-plan office and settled into my desk. Just as I fired up my computer, a voice from behind startled me. "Hey there! Ready for another day of coding magic?" It was Mark, a friendly colleague from the team. I smiled and nodded, trying to hide my slight

CALI'S POV After I spent the rest of the night thinking about what to do , I finally made my decision. So here I was getting dressed to go to work. After I got I dressed in my black pencil skirt and coral chiffon shirt with black heels, I ordered my Uber and started my journey. I told myself that it wasn't because of Ares I was doing this but I knew deep down it was a lie. As much as it frightens me, I want to be his Luna because I'll never back down from a responsibility. I know what happens when you do that and even if we were brought together by the moon goddess, I did not mind being with Ares. So far, he had not treated me like shit. That's because he doesn't know you have powers. A little voice said in my head and I ignored it. Not everyone is a coward like my father, who threw me out instead of bringing me in and this was good. I would have my own pack and stop being a rogue. Being a rouge wolf was not something any wolf would ask for, that is why the rogue wolves who attacke

CALI'S POV I ran and I did not stop till I got home. Immediately I got home, I went straight to my room after locking my door and making sure no one was following me. I pulled off my clothes and took an immediate shower. As the warm water ran down my face to my body, I relaxed but I kept seeing a pair of familiar gold eyes. Ares. My mate. I knew he was right because I felt exactly what my mum said I would feel. Fire. My body was on fire around him. I turned off the shower but I still couldn't get his scent off me. Wrapping myself in a robe, I went to my closet to pick an outfit for my interview tomorrow. I didn't want to be late. I needed this job. I ended up chosing a deep blue straight gown and a pair of red heels. I laid in bed and wrapped myself in blankets trying to sleep but I couldn't. Everytime I closed my eyes I was met the same set gold eyes. Haunting me and pulling me away from sleep. By the time it was 6am in the morning, I had gotten little to no sleep and my eyes were d