Connor X Markus Novels & Stories

"You are Mine" He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Kirsten, you are mine and only mine, you understand?" Kirsten Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and boyfriend, Kirsten moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother.

Markus used to be the quiet one until his father, uncle Nico, started taking him hunting; now, he’s the blood-thirstiest Dragonetti. I crack my neck, and a grin spreads over my face. “Let's spill some traitorous blood,” I say, and we rush towards the church door. Markus fires a few rounds against the door, not that he needed to, and I kick it open with both of my Berettas raised. I expected blowback, and I got it; the entire congregation had their weapons pointed at us. Chuckling, and to prove a point, I holster my weapons and walk right into the middle of the church with my cousins at my back.

"Connor! This video! You explain this to me right now! What the hell is the meaning of this?!" "What have you been doing to Aria all these years?! Her choosing to leave like this, does it have something to do with you?! Speak!" "How could I have a son like you, worse than an animal! You've completely shamed our family!" As he finished speaking, Connor could faintly hear the murmurs from the Marking ceremony site over the phone—the pack dignitaries' discussions, their unconcealed disdain and curses. Connor completely lost it. He'd... he'd stopped the videos from playing, so why was this still happening?!

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.

A sneer formed on his face as he looked at Ivan with a hate filled gaze. Marcus motioned to the elite team. The warriors of the Nimbria Pack quickly surrounded Ivan. They moved with precision, blocking all exits, aware that Ivan was not a werewolf to be underestimated. "We meet again, Ivan," Connor said as he stepped forward, his gaze sharpening like a promise to tear Ivan apart. "I hope you're not too surprised." Ivan's mouth remained tightly shut. He could already guess Connor's intentions. He had suspected and somewhat understood that Connor had a personal grudge against him. But he had never expected Connor to act so quickly.

That’s borderline psychotic. “ but you would have thought it would have left traces of DNA if it was him. Either he didn’t actually touch her and used something these like an object to create the marks to make it look like he used his claws” I rambled thinking out loud “ I’ll find out if anything else was found in her marking when he ran his labs.” Creed agreed with not wanting to alarm Charlotte with this right just yet. But what I don’t understand is how did he get his hands on her without us catching it on the cameras?

Normally you can’t mark someone that is unconscious because consent is needed, the mark would fade but she was willing to be mine so even for a brief time she will be mine. I bend down to kiss the spot where her shoulder meets her neck and give it a gentle kiss. Tears streaming down my face as I feel King come forward helping my teeth to elongate, committed to this as much as I am. I sink my teeth in piercing her skin.Then time stops, the Earth no longer rotates and the only thing I feel is her, her heartbeat picking up pace, her breaths coming from next to my ear, the love in her heart for her people, family, our pup and me. I pull away as I feel as her arms wrap around my neck and withdraw

He hung his uncovered light head. Nobody addressed or even checked Daniel out. Lawrence couldnt tell whether he was annoyed by being forgotten about or whether he favored it. When she arrived at the rear of the little group, the internment was attracting to a nearby. A name was cut into a level dim gravestone: Clementine Hunter M?ller. A kid, no more established than twelve, with dim hair and fair skin and tears spilling down his face, helped his dad - her dad from this other life?- - scoop the primary hill of soil over the grave.

The person who was supposed to be her father-in-law and grandpa to the pups that she would bear if she ever would have mated to Ace Ales tilted her head to the left to check if the evidence of having a mate was still there. To her disappointment, the mark was still visible. It had healed and turned into a scar which the doctor said that it would never disappear no matter how hard she tried to erase the evidence. Of course she had gone to the doctor and asked him to give her the medicine that would help to heal and get rid of the scar completely because she had tried her grandma's herbs to no avail. "I hate you,"Alessandra mumbled under her breath and tried to cover the mark using the collar

All eyes turned to me, their unease evident in their shifting stances. Decimus, the lead elder, cleared his throat before speaking. “We don’t understand why you’re so determined to find this woman,” he said cautiously. “But we believe Cassandra cannot know about this. If the Raven Claw pack discovers anything that jeopardizes our alliance, it could destroy everything we’ve built. Without their support, our pack could crumble!” My eyes narrowed at his words, my patience wearing thin. Decimus wasn’t wrong about the consequences, but his constant reminders grated on me. Without breaking stride, I stepped closer to him, my presence silencing the murmurs that had begun to rise.