Ginny And Georgia Marcus Novels & Stories

Madam Martha prisoned her shoulders in a gentle hold and got her moving upstairs. On the other hand, Ginny won't take her eyes away. Her lips smacked and twisted as if she was thinking of something unpleasant. It was a shocking sight to see Madam Martha caring for a woman other than Aurora. She stayed still unless the sight disappeared and there was nothing but the empty stairs to stare at. Ginny looked beside her at Aurora with a questionable look. It was obvious she was dazed. She only wanted to know if Maria Nixon was here on her consent.

I called them, before I went and stood by their bed. They were still asleep, but my loud voice woke them up, and they sat up on the bed. “What is it, sweetie? Can't it wait?”. My Mom asked with a yawn, while she rubbed the back of her hand on her sleepy eyes. Though I ignored that and immediately sat down on the edge of the bed, as I showed them the news. “Did you have any clues about this? Georgina is getting married to the one and only Marvin Hart. How is that possible?”. I asked them, but the minute I did, the entire room became cold, before my Dad cleared his throat.

Ginny's Pov Rachel was the first to speak. Her hand shot out, gripping Jason by the arm, “What are you saying, Jason?” She demanded, her voice trembling despite the anger she tried to muster. Her eyes darted between Howard and Jason, desperate, searching for something to hold on to, “Ginny… Ginny is the daughter of our former driver. Do you not remember? He died in that car accident, he gave his life to save Howard. That was the reason we adopted her in the first place. Ginny can’t…” Her voice cracked, “She can’t be Howard’s daughter.”

Our eyes met, and I couldn’t help but gasp at the sight. It was Georgia Monroe. My student. The quiet, brilliant, curvy girl who had been distracted in my class lately. The one I had been worried about. The one I had told was beautiful. She was SIN. The famous masked stripper who had the entire club wrapped around her finger. Shock hit me like a punch to the gut. My grip tightened on the glass until my knuckles turned white. My heart raced. My mind spun with a thousand thoughts at once. Georgia, my sweet, innocent looking student was stripping at this club. Showing that incredible body to strangers. Dancing like she was trying to escape something.

I certainly could not cope with planning his funeral, and the state of Alena means she wouldn’t be able to either. “Hi, I’m Georgina. Sorry, we never actually met officially.” Looking up, she is standing there, tall and beautiful, her face looking hurt from the loss of Jackson. She clearly knew him well. “Marcus.” I smile. It is all I can manage. She sits down, handing me a glass. I have to be honest. A drink would be amazing right now. She pours the whiskey into my glass, then one for herself. Sitting, we stay quiet, our own thoughts keeping us company or, in my case, torturing me.

I reply. Jackson said he was okay with Marcus. He said they had not fallen out, but he does look angry. Maybe he lied to me, and he has fallen out with Marcus? I watch as Jackson suddenly smiles and hugs Marcus, then offers them a drink. Jackson walks away with Maria, and I watch as Marcus turns to me. “Time for me to leave.” Georgina smiles before turning and running away. Typical! What the hell? The one time I need her to stay and be nosey, she runs. I watch as Marcus gets closer to me, his smile growing. I am really not sure what to do. Should I just walk away and pretend I didn’t see him?

"Yeah. Luna Georgina is pregnant now and Alpha Marius was guarding her like an overprotective shadow. It was almost amusing." I noticed Annie's slight change as soon as I said those names. Her posture stiffened a little and her hands stopped in mid-movement. "Annie?" I gently asked. "Do you know them?" She blinked rapidly then quickly shook her head before forcing a small smile. "Oh, no. Not personally. I've just heard their names before." she hastily said. "Mr. Marius is very famous, isn't he? And Miss Georgina too. I think I read about her in a newspaper once."

His eyes drifted to the side of the room where Jax stood protectively in front of a woman nursing a glass of cider. It was Ginny. She wasn't pale, she wasn't dying, and she certainly wasn't a "failed experiment." She looked radiant, her skin glowing with health and her eyes reflecting a sharp, predatory spark that hadn't been there before. The Councilors looked absolutely buffaloed, their mouths tightening as they realized their "specimen" hadn't just survived—she had thrived and integrated. But the real shock hit them like a physical blow when they looked toward the infirmary wing’s entrance.

"I know you despise me, and you most definitely don't trust me, but Maddox Hawkmore is a very dangerous man. Believe I'm saying this for your own good, forget he so much as existed." Georgina could see she'd stunned her daughter, who didn't seem able to reply her. She took advantage of the break in the younger woman's composure and turned away, walking out the pool area of the Sparrows Wings spa. She was free to rush once she was out of the other's sight.

Georgia said, leaning down towards me, looking at the mark on my face. "Ethan is going to be pissed," she mumbled looking at Vicky. "I know, I know," Vicky sighed. "Don't engage with Madalynn. We can't lose the alliance." Georgia rolled her eyes as I stood up. She followed us past Madalynn. "She isn't leaving without apologizing to me, Vicky," Madalynn's annoying voice called out once more. I shook in fear, and the nausea I had felt rose up in me again, making me feel like I was going to be sick everywhere.