Alex Biting Marty Madagascar Novels & Stories

I scanned the place. I am sure. This is the place where I dropped off Magda last time. I can't be wrong. I spoke in the back of my mind. I wonder why Bel is the one who was here. Just in case Bel and Magda are the same people—No! No! It's impossible. I protested. If you take a look, Bel has a sun-kissed skin tone while Magda is fair. Bel has shoulder-length hair while Magda is long. The woman who's with me now is tall, while Magda just has an average height.

As soon as the waitress went to the manager in the kitchen, I hiked Natalia up under my arm and used my werewolf power to blur out of there. The only thing the patrons would’ve seen was something faster than their eyes could track. They said a magician’s hands were quicker than the eyes, but a werewolf in human form was twice as fast. Outside, the sounds of the Manhattan streets assaulted my ears and I was glad for the darkness. It was easier to blur with her in my arms and avoid any traffic or other cameras. Still, I made it look like she was drunk and hanging onto me in case anyone saw us. I pulled her closer as she tried to struggle against my hold. Her fresh scent of espresso with too mu

"It's something I learned being surrounded by snakes—ugh!" "Say. That. Again." The way Alberta gritted her teeth or forcefully grabbed her arm just before she climbed the bed didn't bother Margaux. How could she even care about the pain crawling on her arms when she was already dead? "What do you want me to say again, Slither—" Slap! That was what made Margaux's face turn in the opposite direction even before she finished talking. Alberta's fingerprints were burning on her cheek, but then again, she couldn't care less if Alberta erased her whole face.

“Then I’d have to congratulate you. Your former husband is dead, and I will soon be your new husband. Rest assured, I’ll give you lots of love. I won’t let you feel lonely.” “Do you have a death wish?” Furious, Martiny charged over immediately, ready to fight with her life. Alex quickly moved over and pulled her to a stop. “Aunt Mayer, let me handle these bastards. I’m very skilled at killing them.” Even though Martiny had become a Dragon Whisperer, she had just had her veins altered. If she attacked forcefully now, it wouldn’t be good for her body. “You’re asking for it now, you brat!” “I’ll skin you alive and hang your corpse on the walls of this hall,” Ron gleefully proclaimed with his te

The next thing they knew, he was already holding her neck, firmly curling his fingers under her jaw, and Georgia Finnes choked, her lungs begging for air. “What did you say? How dare you reject me?” he hissed, his breathing was heavy, and his voice was threatening and restrained, barely holding himself back from twisting her head. Georgia could not speak. “I’ve heard about you,” he said, his hand remained gripping her neck, “the blind poor girl,” he mocked, a devilish snicker slipping from his lips. “What made you think I would want you to be my mate? You dared to reject me? No, Georgia.” he said, uttering her name like he had known her for long. “I, Alpha Maxton Bergmont, Ruler of the Weste

Jethro said, his voice tight. “He… he marked me,” I said, voice cracking. “And I marked him back.” Genesis gasped. “Oh my God.” “You did what?” Jethro snapped, stepping closer. “You let him— Is, do you even know what that means?!” “I didn’t let anything!” I screamed. “It just… happened.” Anthonia knelt in front of me, taking my hands. Her touch was warm, grounding. “You’re mated to Arseñio Dicaprio,” she said softly. “The Alpha Beast of Melbourne.”

Xavier handed in the paper piece to Bastian as he asked for the copy of the letter. “Of course. Thank you for your cooperation.” Bastian replied as he received the paper piece. After that, he flashed a tiny smile at Margareth and Xavier. In less than two minutes, he left the room with much optimism in his mind and heart. He surely believed that what he had resolved was the best way to save Margareth from Xavier’s bad attitude as an Alpha. “I’ll never let you mess up with my fated mate!” He muttered as he walked out of the castle immediately. To be continued..

Is this the ending mother goddess has for me? "A Luna wolf is almost resistant to every illness but not poison. The tartan poison. The signs are clear, Alpha. Her lips are already becoming blue. We need an antidote and we need it fast." None of them realized I was awake. Although I wanted to speak, I was too mortified to utter words.

I didn’t know the harsh unyielding brute before me, something awful had to have happened. Bas found his voice finally. “They were gonna do worse to her!” Bas protested. “You wouldn’t let that happen, so neither would I,” he argued. Wrong answer, The Beast wasn’t reacting to Bastian’s words but his attitude, Bastian’s wafting dominance attempted to cut through Wyatt's aura and failed, yet it flared again. Wyatt wasn’t in a sane mindset, I realized as his belt snaked through the loops of his pants. My heart skipped a beat. Not on my watch.

Scarlett’s voice breaks through again, this time only to Zella and myself. “You heard our Alpha, Beta.” My mate says, lifting my head up with her hand that has continued running through my hair, tugging ever-so-gently, her light blue eyes, twinkling, “it’s time for bed.” She gives me a flirty smile and slides down off the edge of my desk, removing her hand from my hair and taking my hand in hers to pull me up off my chair.