Hantu Mary Novels & Stories

Her gaze flickered at Ryan, confusion etched across her face. Realizing that there was someone else behind her, Mary swiftly withdrew the gun from her purse, her sinister intentions written across her face. Her eyes narrowed on Scarlet, and her finger twitched on the trigger. “I hope you rot in hell, Scarlet,” Mary muttered. Before Scarlet could fathom what was happening, there was a deafening gunshot in the air, and her body immediately fell to the ground.

Hawk said weakly. Mary appeared from around the corner of the shack with rags wet from a nearby creek. She lifted his shirt to reveal his brown abdomen. Sopping at the wound. “As long as I’m alive that collar will hold.” “Doesn’t look like that’ll be long.” Marta sneered in a voice that was clearly evil. Her eyes as dark as charcoal. Mary spun with unusual violence. “You don’t say that, Bitch!” She stalked over to Marta. My mates and I were stunned at the quiet girl’s sudden rush of violence. And that term was one, wolves rarely used.

Without much effort, Mother Lelyah used light magic to shoot a projectile right through the poor man’s eyes, killing him on the spot. “Hurry, the boars will clean this up. The life of a beast does not even compare to a single eichhorn, but at least it will return a part of what it took from the forest.” A monster. That is the only way I can describe her right now. Ruthless and powerful in a way I cannot even dream of deifying, she took the life of another person without even looking at him. The terror compels me to obey her command and, without looking back, I follow her steps back to the village.

Kalista replied with a smile, and as the other witches began to gush over her again, she noticed Mary glaring at her. "Don't mind Mary," Henry said and chuckled. Apparently he caught Mary's glare. "She has a massive crush on Alpha Jade and..." "Henry!" Mary screamed shrilly, her face turning red from embarrassment. "...and I think she's pained because you're much more prettier that her Kalista..." Henry continued amidst the laughter of the other witches. Utterly mortified, Mary dived forward with her hands outstretched to stop Henry from embarrassing her further. In her haste, she knocked Kalista aside with her shoulder.

Julius and Star, still basking in the glow of their children's newfound happiness with Mary and Dean, decided it was time to introduce the couples to the rest of the coven in a more intimate setting. Mary, a powerful witch with a lineage that traced back to the ancient covens of Europe, had been a revered member of the coven for years. Her knowledge of spells and rituals was unmatched, and her wisdom and guidance were sought after by both young and old within the community. Despite her formidable magical abilities, Mary carried herself with a grace and humility that endeared her to all who knew her.

I took a deep breath and resisted the urge to turn around. I had the urge in my thoughts to tell me to speak to him. I pulled back, wondering if I could recognize the face I was seeing. I have probably met the particular physical being I'm seeing right now. Carefully, remembering that drilled into my head, even trying to recall all past events that had happened in my life. Nearly anxious, I turned to the right, and rapidly I opened my mouth.” “Do I know you before” I said. He was surprised by the question I asked. He kept quiet, and after a few seconds he said, are you ‘Mary’.

The room ices over quickly. “We have some very talented individuals here today, and they deserve an introduction. Brent, who’s already spoken, is an outstanding critic and will be observing you all closely. Next, I’d like you to meet Jordan Wright. She’s from California, and she’s one of the best female assassins in the country, with triple-ten stats." She is overly impressed by them but also sees their flaws.

Lyra's patience snapped, and she barked out a sharp "Mary!" Mary turned to them dropping her arms to her sides. “Well I don’t know what you two want me to tell you. She is Thane’s mate. No magic is involved. No foul play, they are mates. And the only way you’ll get rid of that is if you kill her.”

Wild thoughts ran in my brain as I made my way to the master bedroom. I peeked inside the room and released a sigh of relief as I saw my mother sitting on the bed, watching TV. I proceeded to leave quietly, but she looked at me directly. Her eyes turned wide. “Oh, look who’s awake?” she said in a mocking tone. I didn’t reply and started to turn around. “Stop right there! What the fuck did you do, Marina? Whose blood is this?” she cried out. “I didn’t do anything!” I shrilled. Just turn around, leave, I advised myself, but my legs stayed frozen in their place.

We turned into another corner then and arrived at a door, dangling with translucent curtains caked in crimson, and I could see something resembling a surgical table through the curtains. Mary and I both started to tiptoe, and while I held my hammer to my side, Mary unsheathed her katana. Using the tip of her blade, she carefully lifted the curtains, and my eyes instantly turned bloodshot from the strong scent of blood. I almost fainted immediately from the horrors inside the lab, and my stomach was churning even after I came to my senses, whereas Mary was standing beside me, holding herself against the wall as she retched.