Anne X Marcy Novels & Stories

“I’m still here because of Dale. Because Master stayed and fought for me when I couldn’t. I should be dead. And now—now when they need us the most—you’re asking me to walk away?” My voice cracked apart at the end. I didn’t care. I was done pretending. Done holding it in. The rain kept falling. That was the only sound. Just water on the roof and the ground, steady and cold and uncaring. Then Eli moved. Quietly, she came up behind me and slipped a blanket over my shoulders. Her hands were gentle, and her voice softer than I’d heard all night. “Anne… I know you’re angry. So am I. But right now, you need to get warm. Dry off. Dale wouldn’t want everything he gave up to mean nothing.”

Harry didn't have sanitary products. It was evening already and the stars were already in play, Maria walked into the nearest convenience store she could find. Forgetting she had a reputation to uphold or hide, she had done carefree without a mask or anything to cover her face with. Who knew fame came with a never-ending game of hide and seek? Whispers ensued wherever she walked by, followed by skin-pricking stares and eyes full of pity. It was nighttime already but the USA had lights enough to tackle the sun. The cashier in particular had thrown her an 'I feel pity for you' stare as she registered what Maria bought. What was happening? It was okay if they recognized her but that stare, it m

We reach the pack house, and I motion for him to sit, but he remains standing, his arms still crossed. “Marle isn’t a Goddess,” he begins, his voice steady. “She was an Original Witch, one of the first to wield magic. Back in the day, she was powerful enough to rival the gods. But that wasn’t enough for her. She fell in love with Xamnir, the Original Wolf God. But love and obsession are two sides of the same fucked-up coin, Nero. She didn’t just want to be with Xamnir—she wanted to be a goddess herself.”

Dexter Marsh is the only omega son of Alpha Nixon and Luna Harper and finds it hard to keep up with his Alpha a Beta brothers who never let him forget his place. Stephen Marsh was born a Beta and has become his older twin brothers right hand in all things pack related, but when he finds himself alone in the world he turns to the moon goddess for help in finding his mate, but when he gets is more then he expected. Below is a list of information on the next installment of the series and a few other books also by your truly. -Mated To A Male series- {All books in this series are MxM} {Gay Romance} 1. Alpha Nixon

I knew how much he wanted me to be with Ariel, and the last thing I ever wanted was to disappoint him. Manny's father always knew how to put me at ease, he had the personality that could make anyone warm up to him instantly. I looked around the room and locked eyes with Ariel, Her eyes were on fire with anger, I'm sure if looks could kill I could be under the ground by now. "Excuse me everyone, this lovely lady is Marianna, she works at our firm" Mr. Jennings introduced me "What is she doing her?" Ariel hissed

I knew Marcus was the most shocked and without breaking eye contact with him, I placed the mic on my lips and allowed myself to revel in the moment. “Hello everyone, my name is Anna, and I am the daughter of Bel Air Companies worldwide.”

It wasn't like Max to show any interest in how I am feeling. "Well, it's been a shock coming here. For starters, I didn't know I had four cousins and an Aunt," I said. "It doesn't surprise me that Mara never told you. She was ashamed to be a part of a family that would rather keep a young girl from her mate than lose a little bit of reputation," Maddison said, clearly directed at Max. "I used to wish I could run away too with my mate." Max delved his hands into his pockets and looked down at the floor, "Maddison," he said quietly.

The finally opens with a bewildered Marcy . "Hi Marcy" "Suzy" she wisphers "Come in" "Make yourself at home. Can I get you anything" "Just water please,I hard a very hard time locating your house.Half the pack seemed to be either rude or scared." Marcy brings a glass of water. "I'm sorry for that. They think you are Eve and she wasn't exactly the best person to get along with" Wtf… Marcy stares at me apologetically. " She was generally rude and very strict to most people"

Parker walks a fraction behind us, keeping pace despite the drained heaviness still dragging him down. Ronnie keeps everyone organised, gently urging slower groups forward, checking for stragglers, guiding the more vulnerable closer so they’re protected by the inner circle. Everyone is doing their job. Doing their best. But anxiety still clenches my chest. A woman ahead, Marcy, one of the mated females around my age, stumbles slightly when her daughter, barely six, clings too tightly to her leg. The girl is crying silently, eyes glassy and unfocused, the way Jaxon looked when Ryder walked through the door earlier. Before I can think, my feet are moving.

" She was wearing an elegant red printed dress and her hair was up in a bun. She looked stunning and irresistible even without wearing lipstick. I began to feel a tingling in my back and my heart skipped a beat. The librarian scolded some brats who were making noise and I took advantage of a moment of absent-mindedness to signal Monica. She understood instantly. 'Hi, I'm Anna,' I said holding out my hand, which she shook weakly. 'Monica,' she replied indifferently. The best thing for both of us was to pretend it was the first time we had met. So we disguised ourselves as skillfully as we could by talking about the genius of Stratford-upon-Avon, until we were shooed away and the room closed.