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Kim yelled, snapping me back to the situation at hand. I leaned in, allowing my canines to extend. "Sorry about this." I murmured, pressing my mouth against her neck. "N-no!" Marissa gasped, realizing what I was up to. "Can't..." she continued, strengthening her attempts at breaking free. "Kayden... he has Kayden!" Kayden? Lifting my head, I fixed my gaze on Marissa’s pained expression. Who the hell was Kayden? Unable to control my curiosity, I pressed my forehead against Marissa’s and allowed myself access to her thoughts. However, what I found myself staring at left me both shocked and amazed.

He ignored the protests of his wolf, used to them by now. Marissa sashayed into the house, feeling victorious. She could not wait to tell her mother the good news and inform her about her progress, knowing how pleased she would be. That is if she could get hold of her, she frowned, trying once again to phone her but received only a voicemail. She sighed and then turned her attention to what she was going to do next. Now that Hades had kissed her, she was certain they could develop the relationship even further. Mother had told her to expect a package in the mail, something that would help her chances. She wondered what it was. As she glanced around her room she saw a small envelope on her ta

Please be careful of Marissa. Paxton (about 2 hours later): Wilder get away from Marissa!! She is not who she says she is. She’s a witch, a very old dangerous witch!!! Flashes of what happened at her Luna ceremony play in my mind, the rejection…the rejection? That is what caused me to pass out the pain. Why if she was using magic would there have been pain? I decide to go up to my apartment in search of Marissa hoping for answers. A pain begins to radiate through me as I leave my office. My weakened state makes the pain feel so intense I am barely on my feet when I reach my apartment. I stumble in the door and am surprised to find the apartment dark. As I near my room the door is slightly aj

I thought it would be a lovely family reunion, but I was mistaken. Marissa insisted on leaving. She didn’t want to stay in my mansion, so I grabbed my car keys and offered to drive her home. As I lead her out to my Maybach, we hear a scream before a burst of colours lights up the night sky. The beach is holding a fireworks display. Marissa stops and looks up in delight and awe. she looks stunning under the vivid colours erupting above us. My gaze moves down to her delicate collarbone as a weird thought creeps up on me. Even though Jennifer is my mate, I wonder if Marissa would fight for me?

As soon as our car leaves the driveway my eyes drop closed and I’m asleep. Marissa and Antonio seem happy as ever with their two little babies. But Marissa’s transition from normal student to a mafia bride was much easier than Catherine’s is. I think it was good for Catherine to speak to someone who has been through almost the same as her. Please leave a comment and a vote!

Nova stopped being friends with her the day she slept with Knox and since then she would always throw jabs and accusations at her, all of which we thought were lies because Nova must have been missing Mariella but now I don't know how much of that could have been true. Mariella is indeed a good actress, and that too shrewd. “Mariella took advantage of the fact that your Lycan and wolf had weakened without Thalia, she had been around us all for so long so she knows what makes us tick and she preyed on your weaknesses but it doesn't make you innocent either. I tried to tell you to find her, when I scented her blood in your apartment I asked you to make things right.” “At the airport, I—”

He took the letter she wrote and read, ‘Cameron, I know you hate me and you might not believe me, but I am telling you that I stole nothing. I don’t have your property papers or your credit card. We were never fond of each other, but I thought you respected me as a person as I never once saw you and Daphne spending the night in my presence. You might have talked to me rudely, but at the same time, I felt some kind of respect emanating from you towards me. But today, I saw that I had lost every ounce of respect that you ever had for me, so I can’t stay here. Not even for seven days. I have signed the divorce papers which you gave me. I don’t want your money as I never married you for it to be

That version of her knows exactly what he’d do next, a flick, a tease, a threat wrapped in tension, and it floods her with a pressure so tight she can barely breathe. The folder in her hands snaps shut too loudly on purpose. A few loose pages shuffle free, tumbling sideways. “Everything alright?” a voice calls from the third row. Not Jace. A girl. Marissa. Newer student. Bright-eyed, warm. Early twenties. The type who tries to read between lines that haven’t even been drawn yet. “Okay,” Lena replies, managing a smile — thin, practiced, and nowhere close to real. Marissa tilts her head. “You just seem… off tonight. Not bad off. Just…” She hesitates, then shrugs. “You’ve got a glow.”

“…Nova?” I froze. “…Who is this?” “It’s Lena.” I almost dropped the phone. “Lena?! Jesus Christ, I thought—” “I don’t have time,” she said quickly. “They’re watching me. I got away for two minutes, Nova. Two.” “Are you safe?” “No. But you still might be.” My pulse spiked. “Someone left a note at the cabin. Just now.” A long beat of silence. Then: “He has someone on the inside.”

"And he used that," "Deliberately," Vivienne said. She moved to the next cluster. "Marissa is moved to a secure location approximately after the battle. The timeline on the child's conception, cross-referenced with what Lyra knows about the original pregnancy, confirms she was already in Ivan's controlled space before any of us knew his operation existed. She wasn't exiled. She was protected." I thought about the letter Marissa had sent me. The cold, precise explanation. The apology. I don't expect forgiveness. I'm not asking for it.