Lahat ng Kabanata ng Marked by Fire & Fang: Kabanata 151 - Kabanata 160

The Storm at the DoorThe sky brooded overhead, clouds swollen with the promise of rain, as Clara stood outside the imposing wrought iron gates of the Greyhowl Estate. She had driven through the night, the city lights gradually giving way to the dense, dark woods that surrounded the estate like sentinels. Fatigue gnawed at the corners of her mind, but rage burned hotter, pushing her forward.She pressed the intercom button at the gate, her pulse pounding in her ears. Static crackled before a curt male voice responded."Name?""Clara," she snapped. "Tell Grant his girlfriend is here."A pause. Then the voice returned, colder. "Wait."Clara paced as she waited, her sneakers crunching against the gravel drive. She replayed the image of Grant’s hands on Lilly, his mouth pressed to hers, as if Clara didn’t exist— as if their years together meant nothing. She clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. She wasn’t going to let this go unanswered.Inside the estate, Link stood in front

Chapter 109: Give In to the FireThe silence in the grand foyer pressed down like a heavy blanket, suffocating and relentless. Lilly sat curled on the staircase, her arms wrapped tightly around her knees, as if she could hold herself together by sheer force of will. But nothing helped. The warmth building inside her had deepened into something molten—an ache that spread through her veins, pooling between her thighs with a pulse that matched her racing heart.She tried to focus on her breathing like Link had taught her. Inhale. Exhale. Steady. But it wasn’t enough. The storm within her refused to quiet. Her skin was too sensitive, her clothes too rough, her very body a foreign, unmanageable thing. And the worst part wasn’t the heat—it was the need. A craving she didn’t have the words to describe, only that it coiled tighter with every beat, every breath, every glance from Link.Link stood a few feet away, but she could feel his presence like a gravitational pull, his golden eyes watchi

Chapter 111: The AftershockLilly stirred hours later, her body warm and heavy, tangled in Link’s embrace on the wide staircase. His arms were wrapped protectively around her, his breathing slow and even against the side of her neck. For a fleeting moment, it felt... peaceful.But then the weight of everything came crashing back.She was naked. He was too. The ache between her thighs was a raw reminder of what they’d done—the fire they’d unleashed. And though her body hummed with a strange satisfaction, her mind was a mess of confusion.Her memories… still gone. She remembered the storm inside her, the unbearable heat, her desperation. She remembered begging him to take it away. She remembered the way he touched her, the way he held her like she was precious.But she didn’t remember him. Not fully. Not truly.She stared at the ceiling, her chest tightening with unease. She’d surrendered everything to a man she didn’t remember, a bond her body recognized but her mind rejected. The real

Chapter 113: UnleashedLilly didn’t know who she was in that moment.One second, she was straddling Link, her thighs squeezing his waist, her mouth devouring his, and the next—something wild and ancient tore loose inside her. A switch flipped, and the air between them thickened, charged with something feral.She should’ve felt shy, overwhelmed—but instead, her body moved like it remembered everything. Like it knew exactly what it wanted.She rolled her hips hard against his growing length, grinding slow and deep. A moan escaped her lips, needy and wrecked, and when she opened her mouth, the words tumbled out—raw and filthy.“God, you’re so fucking hard for me,” she whispered against his ear, her voice dripping with want. “Bet you’re dying to stretch me open again. Make me scream your fucking name.”Her eyes widened—where the hell had that come from?Link growled beneath her, his grip on her hips tightening, his cock already throbbing between them. “Keep talking like that and I’m not g

Breakfast CravingsSunlight crept higher, filtering through the estate's tall windows, its warmth settling like a quiet caress across the grand staircase where they lay tangled. Clothes scattered like forgotten artifacts of a night that had stripped them bare in every way. The air was thick with the heady scent of sex, sweat, and the undeniable mark of ownership—her scent on him, his scent on her.Lilly stirred first, a groan vibrating from her chest as she shifted against Link's warmth. Every muscle in her body ached, from the insistent throb between her thighs to the tightness in her calves. Her cheek was still pressed to the solid heat of his chest, his heartbeat steady beneath her ear."We need food," she mumbled, her voice raw and thick with exhaustion.Link chuckled, his chest rumbling beneath her. "Are you sure?" he murmured, his fingers lazily tracing patterns along her spine. "Because I was thinking about having you for breakfast again."She groaned, attempting to push off hi