Connor X Markus Novels & Stories

He asks As Myra gazes at the scars on his face, framed by a fully grown beard, his eyes tremble, holding the same emerald intensity as hers, filled with confusion and then realization in response to her next words. “You’re Markus Emerson… you’re my dad.”

Mark immediately removed the condom, tossing it into the trash next to him, and adjusted his clothes as quickly as he could. “Kristos.” said Mark stammering “Eh... This... Well, you see, we….” “I imagine you were trying the condoms we´re about to talk in the meeting that has not taken place yet.” Kristopolis interrupted ironically. "We weren't talking about the proposal, precisely.” Mark answered through clenched teeth, and with his hand messing with his hair. Although I was frozen on the desk at first, I got out of my astonishment while the men were talking, and adjusted my clothes as much as I could according to the circumstances.

“To be honest, I don’t really remember what I screamed. It was a little before… “Of course, a huge beast is rushing after you. I can’t even imagine how it is - a wolf puts a mark on a person, - Marta threw up her hands. - Huge mouth and thin neck! “It was more fun when she marked him,” Ba said. All the women, except those who joined us later, laughed. I was at that wedding ceremony, but I already remember the details very badly. "His mark healed much faster," Lark grumbled, adjusting the collar of his shirt to hide the bite mark. No matter how many years passed, it was still clearly visible. Wangity label, true pair label.

“Ohh, I like this move! You should do it more often.” She winks at him. “Who knows, I might!” * * * Opening the door to his mansion, Jake felt that something was off. His ex marine instincts never failed him, there was someone in his house. “You still have it in you, boy!” The familiar masculine voice came from the hallway. “Markus!” Jake hissed. “What brings you here?” “I came to deliver you something, Jake Conner! Oh, I forgot, you go by Jake Black now!” He smirked.

I let out a scream as he marks me. I hear a ferous growl tear through the clearing, and Connor is lifted off me. I see my husband hovering over Connor as he pounds his fist repeatedly into Connor's face. I fall to the ground. " Elara!" Solena runs towards me. She crouches and inspects me. Bruce runs after her, " Elara, are you okay?" he asks worriedly. I shake my head. I'm not okay. My ex-mate fucking marked me without my consent.

I stepped closer, lowering my voice “—I know you’re good. You know you’re good. But there’s stuff you could tighten up. It’s not a bad thing.” Tyler shook his head. “You sound just like him.” “Ty—” “Forget it,” he said, grabbing his stick and heading for the locker room. In the tunnel, Markus was leaning against the wall, scrolling his phone. He looked up when I passed. “Mason,” he said, like we were old friends. “Got a minute?” “Not really.” He ignored that, falling into step beside me. “You saw it too, didn’t you? The gaps in his positioning.”

I open the screen and see a text from Connor. Connor: Hello, my twin. I’m checking up on you to see how you’re doing. I know Dad is desperate to hear that you’re okay, but he won’t call. I, on the other hand, have no such qualms about checking on you. How are you? Are you okay? Me: I’m good. Well, better than good. I’m a marked and mated woman now. Connor: And you’re happy? I know you’ve always wanted Quirin. But it’s different loving someone from afar versus giving yourself to them.

The treeline is close. We surge faster while we watch him shift mid-run, bones snapping out of rhythm, desperation making him sloppy. He stumbles, and Maddox hits from behind. Markus rolls, clawing, snarling, but Maddox is stronger and faster. He pins him down, claws buried deep in his chest. Blood fills Markus’s mouth. “You should watch your back,” Markus rasps, eyes wild as they lock on mine across the clearing. “Xaden will avenge me.” Maddox doesn’t hesitate.

Faelon growled threateningly and Atlas grunted. "I'm just curious about what you find interesting about her. I can see her ex did a number on her and she has a mark on her inner left thigh. Looks like a demon bite," Atlas exclaimed in fascination. Faelon's brow rose as he recalled Lucifer saying she was demon marked. "What does a demon mark mean? Do you know, reaper?" He asked. Atlas shrugged and told him he had no idea but Rai may know. Sophia went to the sink and got a glass of water. They both watched her take a pill and sigh.

I'm not surprised in this, I am ready. "Mark!" Connor shouted. But Mark is too focus in me and his ego that I crack. He moves so fast and claw my arm, I didn't move and let his claw touches my skin. I want to know what will Connor's reaction. Blood is now flowing in my right arm but I ignore it. I can heal it on my own. I focus on Mark and I do the spinning kick that hit him in the head. He fell again but now I jump into his back and hold his neck. "Give up and I let you go." I said.