Callie X Marie Novels & Stories

‘Okay, but you better not work too hard. With a soft chuckle and a goodbye kiss, Callie made her way to the health centre. As she walked, she couldn’t shake off the disbelief that she was now married to the confident and commanding Major General Elias Westwood. It seemed like a dream come true. Upon reaching the break room, Callie was greeted by a megawatt smile from Wendy. Wendy playfully nudged her and teased, ‘You didn’t come back to the dorm all night, did you?’

Axton stepped forward, but every step he took only made Callie throw more objects at him, forcing him to dodge everything to avoid getting hurt or pierced by the glass. "Callie!" "Stay away from me! I’m disgusted by you!" Callie collapsed near the table. She cried loudly, burying her face in her knees. Sierra sobbed hard as she witnessed her best friend’s marriage falling apart right before her eyes. The happy news she brought home was no longer important after seeing how crazy things had become. Not only was their marriage falling apart, but their home was completely destroyed. Callie smashed every item she could see with her eyes, not caring that those things were once precious to her.

just one step. Marlie is moving closer to Chad.

Chapter 8: The Call Leilani Moore Two weeks had passed since I had walked out of my marriage and shut the door on Derek’s face. Two weeks of silence and peace. Two weeks of not having to deal with his lies, his deception, and his hollow apologies. In those two weeks, I had managed to regain some of the composure I had lost, slowly putting myself back together, piece by piece.

" Lisa mumbled while Patrick dialed the number. "Hello, am I speaking with Marie Tanner?" Patrick said immediately the line was connected. "Of course, please who is this?" Marie asked. "Do you know any Alex Peterson?" "Yes, he is my husband." "Then we need to meet, I have some information regarding his present condition." "Oh! Are you for real? His wife hid him from me since the fire" Marie responded. "When and how can we meet?" Patrick asked. "We let's meet today and right now if possible," Marie responded without hesitation. She called out her address and gave a detailed description of her house.

Two of my warriors—Blaze and Rowan—step out of the trees behind me. They freeze. They look at me. Then at her. Then back at me. Blaze mouths silently, Did our Alpha just propose to a human? Rowan whispers, “Is he sick? Cursed? Should we call the healer?” I want the ground to swallow me. My mate stares at me like I’m completely insane. Then she says the words that shatter my pride in the dumbest way possible: “No. I don’t marry kidnappers or shirtless men!” She turns to run.

Just three days. But could I really do it? My phone started ringing, and I groaned as I picked it up and read the name on the caller ID. It was Charlie. I answered the call reluctantly. “Yes?” “Marie,” His voice was bright and energetic. “Did you transfer all your dresses to hangers? Please tell me you did.” “Yes,” I said flatly. “They’re all hanging.” “Good, good,” he said, clearly pleased. “Now tell me, how’s the island? Isn’t it breathtaking? The ocean, the exclusivity, the money in the air –”

We were already late. "No, it's just that you two look way too dressed up for some rookie in training. Enjoy!" We both breathed a sigh of relief when Amara went up the stairs. We ran through the side door before she changed her mind and turned around. "Phew! So fucking irritating!" Callie said, and I laughed, stepping into the carriage. "How are you two mysterious women doing this afternoon?" "Oh shut up, Marlo!" Callie pulled out a plain black cloth from her side of the seat rail and I did the same.

He whispered something in her earpod-less ear and I noticed the surprise that materialized infinitesimally on her heart-shaped face. "Marshall, continue the interview," she said calmly. "This interview will continue. I'll be back." She turned to the brunette. "Megan, please assist Marshall in the complement of this interview." "Yes, Ma'am," the brunette, Megan, replied dutifully. Jasmine left the room almost as fast as Marshall had done. Marshall and Megan sat down, Marshall taking Jasmine's previous seat and Megan taking Marshall's. I in complete, utter, and blissful confusion sat back on my seat. Something flitting zoomed my mind but I didn't catch it in time.

"Will you marry me?" ……. THE END