Does Amber Find Out Mark Is Invincible Novels & Stories

Whose life would I unravel next in my quest for retribution? The night was young, and the city stretched out before me like a vast chessboard. I moved my pieces carefully, planning my next move with meticulous precision. The game was far from over, and I, Amber, was determined to emerge victorious, no matter the cost. The taste of victory was sweet on my lips as I continued my calculated assault on Lucas Davis. He had no inkling that the woman orchestrating his downfall was the very one he had wronged – his estranged wife, Amber, whose appearance he could no longer recognize due to the skillful hands of a skilled plastic surgeon.

About the grocery store video, which I had watched enough times to have opinions about, and about the specific precision of what she'd done that I had decided, weeks ago, was not luck. About the fact that I'd been thinking all of these things for a while now and had not done anything with them except sit with them. "Why are you bringing this to us?" I said. Amber looked at me. "Because you're his friends." "So?" "So you can talk to him. Tell him to look more carefully at who he married." Her voice was still controlled but something underneath it had more pressure than she was managing entirely. "She has no past, Marcus. Before three years ago she didn't exist. That's not normal."

Spirit. She was mine forever. I was over the moon. Satisfaction coursed down my spine. Until the horror on her face flashed before my eyes. Then I remembered the consequences. Bit by bit. The overwhelming urge that caused me to mark her began to fade. My body was back to normal now. But it was too late. Fuck. I marked Amber without her permission. To the goddess, I didn't know what came over me. It was so tough, I couldn't fight against it.

"Me too... Amber, me too," "You know this changes everything, the plan—" "I know, Amber... Things are going to get harder, with wicked up our tails, and Valdomore—" "Wicked?" "Yea, something I picked up from Celestine," "You have to tell her Al..." "No— and..." Al's voice went into a deep whisper, "Keep your voice down," "It's the only way," Amber shouted in a whisper, "You need to tell her about us and—"

He looked up at me and said, "I know we have way more important things to talk about, but I have to ask. Is Brian not your mate? Why aren’t you marked?" Axels pov: I took Amber home and took off her blood stained shirt, trying not to look at her body too much. I mindlinked the guys that were with Elias, so they could tell him his mother was still alive. Amber was covered in blood and I tried to get some off using a wet towel. Her body had changed, but looked even better than before. She looked like a woman, she had more curves and muscles and a small belly as a reminder where Elias came from. She was perfect. The smell of wildflowers was coming through strongly.

01| Ocean Blue. ~~~~ “You have been a very pitiful girl, Amber.” My smile nearly slipped at Caleb's word, his hot breath on my skin reminds me of that summer I had caught him with Valerie, right after he asked me out. “You know.” He adds, tilting his head. “If only you had taken my offer back then, you wouldn't be here now, miserable, married to a dead man.” His hand on my shoulder tightens slightly. His smile is wry, mocking.

That was one of the reasons people trusted him, and this would seriously break that image. He took a deep breath and walked over, trying to keep his eyes at Sebastian's face and not the woman gagging on his cock. "Sebastian, I need to talk to you". "Can't you see that I am a bit busy right now Matt... can't it wait til I am … done ?" Sebastian didn't look up. Matt took a deep breath and said. "No Sebastian, I think Amber is in real trouble". "What ? Where is she ?" Sebastian’s head snapped up, clearly not at all embarrassed by what he was doing.

He knew. Amber had lied for us, bled for us, and defended us when she had every reason to turn away. She had looked at me, a human assassin with blood on my hands and secrets stuffed under my ribs, and still treated me like I was a person. That was either bravery or stupidity. Knowing Amber, it was probably both. Mara folded her arms. “Amber may help you. Richard may not.” “Richard is her mate,” Kael said. “He’ll listen to her.”

Patrick, Susanne, and Amber were embroiled in a heated argument. Patrick and Amber stood united against Susanne, who adamantly defended her involvement with the Trio Alliance Club. "Mom, I'm begging you, please listen to reason. The Trio Alliance Club is nothing but a scam," Amber pleaded, her voice heavy with exhaustion and frustration. Returning home from the relentless challenges of managing her company, Amber found herself thrust into the turbulent world of her mother's affairs, a task that left her physically and mentally drained. Despite her longing to seek solace from Alexander, she hesitated, reluctant to burden him with her own troubles.

"But your men abducted Oliver and assaulted him. Despite the beating, he still sought my advice." I'd felt the ground shifting beneath my feet. "I instructed him to stand firm and fight against Lunar Heights Real Estate," Dominic had said with satisfaction. Dominic had continued his explanation, and each word had been like a dagger to my chest. "Amber returned from Chase Pack Headquarters distraught and drunk on September 1st," he'd said. "She cried all night after her visit." The memory of that day made me wince. I'd been particularly harsh with her about the territorial rights.