Chat Noir X Marinette Novels & Stories

He offered me one, which I didn’t take, but I motioned for him to go ahead and enjoy one himself. “Let’s get straight to it,” I said, leaning forward as he lit his cigar. “What have you found so far?” Hartman lit his cigar with a puff of smoke and leaned back in his chair, rolling the cigar between his fingers as he regarded me. “I’ve been doing some digging, Logan, and it seems your suspicions about Marina and Harry are well-founded. They’ve got their hands in some pretty dirty business.” I nodded, my jaw clenched. “Tell me everything.”

I just didn’t know if I was more elated about telling her or finally being able to say that she was our mate and that we were connected forever. "What are you talking about?" Kai asked calmly, probably wondering what was going on in her mind before we opened our mouths. "I’m not stupid or anything, to the point of not noticing when there’s something different around me. I never imagined supernatural things would actually exist." She said pointing to both of us. " But of course there’s something supernatural about you two. Cailan’s eyes glowed in the dark, like an animal’s to see in the dark. Kai healed at an impressive speed, after saying he was going to work and came back full of blood. And

Xavier flashes his eyes before the bouncer again and he opens the thick glass doors and once it closes, I can barely hear any sound coming down the stairs. There are several tables with strip poles passing through the middle of the table and as we take a seat on the table that has no one dancing in it, two strippers leave the other tables and come to ours. They're really beautiful ladies with nice bodies. One is a dark-skinned woman with full breasts and a wider hip than her counterpart who's slender and on the softer side. I look at Xavier. He looks tense. Like something is bothering him and when I ask him, he tells me he's fine.

I shake my head to alleviate the irritating hum, but it does no good. The door Marinah showed me the last time I saw her is propped open with a small piece of wood. I enter quickly, knowing it's probably a trap and run straight at the opposite wall expecting gunfire. Nothing-no sound besides the annoying hum and no humans. Going by scent, I find Marinah's room. From there I follow her trail. It leads me to the Shadow Warrior's quarters, which are empty, and then to an interrogation room that holds Marinah's and a male human's scent. Her blood is also on the ground and even before Beast breathes the word inside me, it's an established fact.

CATALINA’S PERSPECTIVE MARSEILLE, FRANCE The door to our suite at the Hôtel de Luxe slammed shut, the Marseille night shut out as Dante’s hands found me, pulling me into a hungry kiss. Our lips crashed, tongues tangling, all the pent-up heat from the day, Henri’s deal, Rafayel’s recruitment, the arena’s blood, leaving us fueled and ignited. “Fucking missed this, amore mio,” Dante growled against my mouth, his hands tearing at my blouse, buttons popping as he yanked it off.

Sophia kissed me the whole time. We fixed our clothes quickly. My legs felt weak but I felt stronger. Marcus looked at both of us. “We need to get out now.” But when we stepped out from the corner the lights suddenly came on full bright. Mr Havisham stood in the middle holding the gun. Chloe was free now but she looked broken. Maya and Liam were on their knees. Mr Havisham smiled at me. “Elena Martins. The investigator who thought she could destroy me.” He pointed the gun at my chest. Then he looked at Sophia and Marcus.

I could sense the magnetic draw between them at that instant, the unmistakable chemistry that threatened to swallow them both. Xavier, immersed in Marina's gaze, appeared to be falling to her allure. She reached out, her hand softly caressing his neck, luring him in for a kiss, their passion on the verge of exploding. The moment slid away when the door interrupted their impending kiss, leaving an unspoken tension in the air. Marina spoke quietly, her voice full of love and promise, "I will see you soon." She gently jumped from the balcony and vanished into the shadows, leaving Xavier to answer the door.

Even if she's deciding to work at the bookstore on a daily basis because she's happy, she deserves every dose of happiness she gets. While Jaz puts a strawberry in her mouth, she decides to tease Marinette even more. “So tell us about this person you badly want to see everyday.” I lean forward, eager to know more about this ‘mysterious person’ as well. Marinette rolls her eyes. “I told you it's just work.” “Yeah, we know,” Jaz chuckles, “but there's a certain someone that makes work a little better, right?” “Fine.” Marinette groans. “He's been coming to the shop for a while. He's a lover of historical novels and—”

For the next few minutes, I keep trying to rouse my mate out of his state of unconsciousness by calling his name and reaching out for him through our mating bond. Eventually, the door opens, and the tell-tale clacking of heels against the concrete floor fills my ears. Madam Noir steps into my line of vision. She has a nasty black eye, and her right shoulder looks stiff. She's wearing red heels, and her nails are painted red. There's a blank look on her face, but I can feel the hostility oozing from her. Her gaze darkens when it falls on my mate. Her uninjured eye twitches and she heads towards the table, staring at the weapons with a sudden sparkle in her eyes.

The view in front of me was quite a hot treat to see. "Are you done staring?" I flinched bad as a deep and husky voice echoed in the room, _______ Xavier is such a tease , Marilyn you noughty girl ←⁠(⁠>⁠▽⁠<⁠)⁠ﾉ I hope you liked it (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆ Don't forget to like and give your comments on this chapter.