Anissa And Mark Chapter Novels & Stories

I was Elena Swan; the stupid blonde hopelessly obsessed with Killian — the girl who would do anything just to stay by his side, even if it meant becoming nothing more than his plaything. Hah... A bitter laugh escaped my lips. The whispers and mocking voices from the students echoed around me, each word laced with contempt. But I didn't cry. Not because I had suddenly become stronger... I simply had no tears left after crying all night over a man who couldn't even protect my dignity. "Elena..." Maya's gentle voice pulled me back to reality. The storm raging inside my chest faded for a moment as I turned to look at her. "Are you okay?" she asked, genuine worry written all over her face.

Chapter 15 Mark recounted his encounter with us, explaining that he needed to clear his mind after the devastating loss of his beloved sister Martha. He planned to take a long ride, hoping that the refreshing breeze would alleviate some of his pain. "I had no idea where I was going or what was happening around me. All I wanted at that moment was to ride aimlessly until I saw your car flipping," Mark said, his expression filled with sorrow. I could sense the weight on his shoulders as he paused and locked eyes with me.

Alpha Ezekiel’s Pov We settled down in the car “Hey Mark, how have you been?” Alessia greeted Mark the moment he opened the door for her. Mark looked my way before replying “I am doing good Ms. Romano. Hope you are doing well” “I am doing just fine” she replied and settled down inside. I got in beside her. “Where to Master?” Mark looked at me through the rear-view mirror. “We will drop off Alessia at her pack” I looked towards Alessia.

We broke apart instantly. I ran with Mia back to the gate. What we saw on the other side stopped every heartbeat in my chest. It wasn’t just a scout. It was an entire hunting party. Half-dead. Covered in blood. And tied to a post behind them— Was Marcus. Barely conscious. Carved into his chest was the symbol of the hidden clan Varin had spoken of. And burned into the post above him: "One blood must fall.”

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He knew it; Tiffany would definitely dish out this card — it was always moments like these when he was forced to reckon with the women’s creed of “sistahs before mistahs.” Surprising absolutely no one, Arianne said yes without batting an eyelash. “You got it, sis. Come, I’m gonna show you to the guest room.” Mark stood still on his spot at the stairs as he watched the two women go past him. He was beyond reluctant to comply with their arrangement, yet he could not find it in him to object. In the end, he strode into the bedroom alone, and tossed and turned on his bed. When sleep refused to come, Mark grabbed his phone and texted Arianne: ‘Sleep beside me please.’

I lifted my hand, and the same light was there. My mark was also glowing. As we were both about to climax, he put his hand over my mark, and I knew this was it. I put my hand on his chest in the same way he did mine and he threw his head back. The mark started appearing on his chest immediately. When he looked at me, I could see the love in his eyes. Lightning and immense pleasure ran through my body. I heard him grunt but it sounded so far away. I opened my eyes to look at him and his eyes were glowing purple. He looked at me in confusion. "Baby your eyes." "Yea yours to." I felt so tired and could barely make out anything else that he was saying before the blackness took over.

“No one passes through here, sweetheart. You’re either running from something or running to it.” Their laughter made my skin crawl. I wanted to leave, but my legs felt weak. My head spun from hunger. “I just need food,” I said finally. “And a place to rest. Then I’ll be gone.” The man stepped closer. His eyes flicked over me, from my torn clothes to the mark on my arm. His expression changed, something between surprise and amusement. “Well, well,” he said slowly. “Looks like we’ve got a branded one.” The others turned to look.

Joshua expressed composedly. "Why not? Its not like I'm a suck up like you." Mark pointed out with a smile that didn't reach his eyes. Joshua nodded, "that's fair." Mark's smile grew. "Did you have something to do with Anise's death too?" Joshua wondered. Mark said nothing, he simply sighed then shrugged. He was a tall man, strong build with dark hair. Joshua watched him carefully, and in the blink of an eye, with a loud growl, Mark attacked Joshua.

I dropped the skirt and turned to see Mark shake his head and whisper; "Damn Sis." We said goodnight to my parents and as soon as their door closed, I grabbed Mark's hand and led him down the hallway to our room. Mark had just closed the door and before he had completely turned around I had my arms around his neck and was kissing him hard. As he eagerly returned the kiss I rubbed my leg up and down his, Mark reached down and caught my ankle holding my leg up his other hand dipped under my dress. Mark grunted in surprise as his fingers found my bare wet pussy. He instantly plunged two of his fingers inside and I moaned into his mouth as we continued to kiss.