Ginny And Marcus Novels & Stories

Clara does the same thing. “Hello, Grayson.” Marcus acknowledged. What was he doing here? Why could he not just stay far away from where I was? I noticed his eyes go beyond Grayson over to Clara. “You must be Clara,” He said to Clara. “Yes, Master Marcus.” She replied and he nodded and turned to me. “Lily?” What a weird way to acknowledge my presence. “Marcus,” I called back. “Okay everyone since we're all good, I'm Winston.” Grayson and Clara laughed lightly. “We know who you are chubby,” Grayson said to him and they laughed again.

“Yeah, I think so too. Let’s get out of here. If I see that blondie anywhere close to me again, I’ll finish off from where Gordon stopped.” The three of them laughed as they left, holding hands. Marcus stood at a distance, watching them. He was red with anger but there was nothing he could do but watch his girlfriend taken away by her so-called best friend and ex-boyfriend who she just had sex with. How miserable could be. “Don’t worry, we will take care of them.” A voice said. “Make sure they get admitted into the hospital.” Marcus said and smiled darkly. ** “What do you mean? How are you so sure?” Wendy said.

Mom asked us with crossed arms. “Mom, we need to tell you something.” I said with hesitation. “What is it, Adeline? You look tensed.” Frown lines itched on her forehead. I didn’t think I could tell her because her relationship with our father was different than ours. She played a submissive wife to him for years. “Lucas Greyson is dead means you’re officially a widow and now you can marry Mr. Paul legally.” Addison broke the news effortlessly. Mom blinked her eyes and her mouth gaped.

They stood like that for a moment—two girls, one a bride by force, the other a witness to betrayal—both trapped in a house of power they didn’t belong to. Then the door opened. Marcus entered. He wasn’t bleeding, but his shirt was stained with someone else’s blood. His jacket was off. His hair disheveled. And yet, his presence filled the room like thunderclouds—unspoken power wrapped in stormy silence. Raven straightened. "I want to speak to my wife," Marcus said. Franca hesitated, glanced at Raven, then nodded. "I’ll be outside." When the door clicked shut, Marcus’s eyes locked onto hers.

Quin lay limp, her body twitching with aftershocks, feeling the sticky mess of sweat and cum cooling on her skin. Jade climbed off Quin’s face, collapsing onto the narrow strip of mattress beside her with a satisfied sigh. Marcus slowly pulled out his semi-hard cock, a wet gush of fluid following his withdrawal, and sat back on his heels, looking down at the wreckage of the girl beneath him. Mara lifted her head, her chin shiny and slick, a wicked grin plastered on her face. "Get over here," Marcus growled, his voice stripped of any patience as he saw the grin on Mara’s face. There was no gentle transition, no sweet words of aftercare. He grabbed Mara by the ankle, dragging her across the ma

Go for Genevieve after everything we have planned, after everything we did to get to where we are. “We are done, Marcus, this relationship and everything we have. It’s over.” I told him and watched as his face morphed into a frown. “You…..you can’t say that baby, I….” “I can and I’m already saying it. I don’t want anything to do with you again Marcus, you made that decision the night you tried to take back Genevieve.” I said angrily. This was the same girl he said he hated, this was the same girl who was fat and chubby that he didn’t like but yet he still ran to her like she was made of fucking gold.

The mark emitted such a powerful aura that I almost got burned by it. I opened my eyes at once and stared at Gina. She had been marked by her true mate, and not only that, age had also gotten her powers back. I'm certain this wasn't something she was expecting. Immediately, I held both her hands and began making some enchantments to help her up. While I was at it, I did not fail to notice her powers trying to burn me. After trying to get her to sober up for some minutes, Gina finally opened her eyes. “Gina! Thank goodness." I heaved a long sigh of relief. I helped her up to a sitting position and sat next to her.

Wendy smirked as she made wicked eye contacts with her friends. "So let me get this straight. You waited all day for school to be over.. you are currently in detention and you gathered a bunch of morons to block my path because you want us to fight" Mara raised both her eyebrows as she tilted her head in disbelief. "You can put it in any way your tiny brain can process it" Wendy was still being so stubborn as she insisted on fighting with Mara who just wanted to go home so she could be on time for her next delivery.

I nibbled on her ears as I assured her. Rachel laughed joyfully. The excitement must have come from the pleasure on her ears, but that was enough to ease the situation. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to face her. "Anna was a mistake of your past, and I'm your current gem. Let's forget about the bad luck together, Marcus. I hate it when she occupies your mind," she whispered and raised her head to plant a kiss on my lips.

Together. "Marcus?" My voice cracked. A softened laugh. Female. From the direction of our bedroom. My chest surrendered. I walked forward, each step heavy, my body moving before my brain could stop me. The door was slightly ajar, shadows flashing against the wall. I pushed it open. And my world shattered. There they were. Marcus, without a shirt, his lips pressed against Gina's neck. His hands intertwined in her hair. Her body arching against his like she owned him.