Lirik Lagu Heartbeat Marcus

“No, i…. I...i don't want to die.” i managed to say, still struggling to catch my breath. “Good, because i only grant death to people who don't want to live anymore.” he said grabbing my neck. “Alpha Marcus, she is here. Ella is here?” I didn't recognize the voice but he immediately let go of his grip on my neck. Any minute longer and i think i would have died. He walked towards the strange man standing at the door, the room was full of tension now. Who was Ella and what was she here for? They both stepped outside and he shouted from the doorway. “You better be in your best behavior when i come back or you are going to join your mother.” Painful tears stung my eyes, every time he mentioned my mother i wished she had lived long enough to protect me.

Seina Riley is a sophisticated and heartless woman that you never wanted to encounter. But Marcus Zion mistook her as one of the call girl inside the night club because she didn't wear a gold mask. On Seina thought she will be happy and safe when she let Marcus Zion enter her peaceful life but she was wrong. Everything was wrong because the man she trusted the most, betrayed her. How can she accept it? Will she accept it? Will she take a revenge? Or She will just ranaway and hide?

Five years ago, Seraphina Blackwood ran from her marriage and destiny as Luna to the most powerful Lycan King alive, choosing to be free over an arranged marriage. But when she saves a wounded Alpha from a rogue attack, his gratitude came in the form of a prison. Marcus Sullivan marries her out of duty, believing she's nothing more than a poor orphan—never knowing she's the daughter of the most feared Yakuza-werewolf family in the supernatural underworld. For five years, Seraphina mistakes his cold obligation for love, playing the perfect wife while her true mate's bond is left unanswered. But when Marcus's first love returns, a rare Omega who promises him the strong heir he believes Seraphina, as a "human," cannot provide, his betrayal shatters every illusion that Seraphine has portrayed about their relationship. Abandoned, humiliated, and left to face dangerous enemies alone, Seraphina finally calls upon the man she left at the altar five years ago. Kieran Nightshade, the Lycan King whose heart she broke, answers without hesitation. But reclaiming her birthright means exposing secrets that could destroy the supernatural world's balance of power. As Marcus realizes too late what he's lost, and enemies comes from every angle seeking to use Seraphina's true identity against her family's empire, she must choose between remaining anonymous and the dangerous power that comes with being Luna Queen to the most feared Alpha alive. Some regrets can never be undone. And some women are too powerful to be cast aside twice.

It was the third year of my secret relationship with Garrett, my Alpha brother's best friend. Marcus laughed and nudged Garrett playfully. "You've been with that little mate of yours for three years now. When are you going to introduce her to the pack?" I pressed myself against the doorframe, my heart racing. Had my brother figured out our secret? Garrett just laughed it off. "What mate? Just some crazy she-wolf who won't leave me alone." Marcus caught sight of me and grinned. "Sage, you see this? Never pick a mate like Garrett here." "Takes everything a female offers but won't even acknowledge the bond." Just then, more of Marcus's friends arrived, and they joined in the teasing. "Your brother's right, but Garrett's had his heart set on someone for years." "What was her name again? Oh right, Aria. She's returning to the pack soon." I'd heard that name before - Aria. But Garrett had never told me she was his true love.

To become Marcus's Luna, I hid my identity as Crimson Ridge pack's Alpha heiress and married him. Since two Alphas have difficulty conceiving offspring, I even begged the pack witch to suppress my bloodline, downgrading my wolf from Alpha to Beta. After I finally got pregnant, Marcus was out shopping with his omega mistress while I was being attacked by rogue wolves and losing our child. I forced myself to like the social media post where his lover was showing off their relationship, fighting back nausea. His call came through immediately. "What are you trying to pull now! The pack successfully signed a cooperation treaty with the neighboring pack today. You didn't even show up to the celebration, so Ivy had to take over all your Luna duties and has been taking care of my daily needs. You should be thanking her for helping you out!" "You're supposed to be a strong warrior! How can one pregnancy make you this delicate?!" He finished his rant and hung up in anger. Right. I'd been away from home too long. I was starting to forget my own last name. I didn't hesitate anymore. I picked up my phone and dialed a number I hadn't called in ages. "Beta Hayes, book me a flight for tomorrow morning. I'm going back to Crimson Ridge pack."

He pinned her on the wall, sniffing in her fresh scent. What was he trying to do? Trying to rain insults on her again? "I don't know why..." He hesitated before using his right hand to remove a strand of her hair. Her heartbeat accelerated. "...you're this tempting." She gulped harder, and her eyes widened in surprise because she couldn't believe her ears. He leaned closer as he could hear her heartbeat racing. He niches his lips on her ears and whispers certain words to her enough to send shivers down her spine. "You thought I was blind...but let me tell you, I was blinded by your beauty!" Diana's breath was seized. He knew what her expression would be, his lips curved into a smile. "I want to devour you like the beast that I am. I'm no angel, an insatiable wolf in sheep's clothing...that's what I am." ______________ A Kingdom whereby suitors are chosen by the father when the woman clocks eighteen, she would be married off to the man her father chose for her. Rejection means she was inviting death. Diana was not exceptional. Her father married her off into the Royal family...married off to the blind prince of the King. To avoid being beheaded... ....she ran into the wolf's den. Made a deal with the devil...unknown to her that he was her rejected suitor!

My fated mate rejected me, but Roman Blackwood the bad boy alpha rejected his fated mate for me. "You're mine Mirabelle." A jolting pleasure skidded down my spine as his deep rough voice sounded beside my ear along with his searing breath that set my skin ablaze.  My breath was heavy, my senses incredibly heightened, I was cornered against the wall staring into the deepest grey eyes. I could smell him, feel him, my heart was racing and my wolf was responding. Jitters of heat trailed my skin, I could feel them deep in my veins knotting down in my stomach. The red moon had passed, and the heat was rising among the clan, it was the season to breed, and my body was extremely sensitive especially in the presence of this werewolf. "You can't run from it, you can't deny it, you're mine." His rough fingers grazed my face and I shuddered shutting my eyes to hide the turmoil of emotions within. "I'm not your mate Rome." My wolf made a protest within. I wasn't his mate, but my heart body and soul wanted him! His arms lowered down, I could feel them wound around my waist aggressively pulling me towards him. 'Please don't do this...' I wanted to plead, 'I can't hold back!' "Look at me fawn" My heartbeat skipped, his intoxicating scent drew me in with an undeniably captivating allure, I couldn't look away, nor could I deny the strong emotions binding me to him. I was his...how could I keep denying that? "I told you last time, deny me again and I'll let the whole world know that you're mine." But even though my body ached for him... I'd have to turn away, for Roman Blackwood was the only man I couldn't have.

My mother is the Royal duchy and I am her sole heir. My mother was once deceived by my father, which nearly bankrupted our family. That bastard father of mine disappeared without a trace, taking the fortune he'd stolen from my mother and running off with his mistress. To prevent me from falling for the same kind of man in the future—to keep me from being fooled and robbed blind—my mother adopted two war orphans. She planned to raise them as potential husband candidates for me. But mother never knew the truth. These two men appeared respectful and obedient to her arrangements on the surface. But privately, they were both infatuated with my maid Josie. They constantly neglected me and made my life difficult, all to win her favor. My favorite, Marcus Reed, even gave up his own last name. He changed it to Josie's—Marcus Thompson. The betrayal cut deeper than I'd expected. Before mother died, she asked me the question I'd been dreading. "Which one do you want to choose as your husband?" But I had heard something interesting lately. There was a mafia heir—Vincent Rossi—who was notorious for his violence. He'd killed innocent people. Years of brutal fighting had left him severely injured. The doctors said he had less than six months to live. The mafia Rossi family wanted to marry him to a noblewoman before he died. I didn't hesitate to reach out to him. I offered an alliance through marriage. To my surprise, the Rossi family agreed. But on my wedding day, Marcus and the other candidate burst into the ceremony. They begged me to reconsider. "Please, don't do this!" Marcus shouted, his face desperate. "You can't marry him!" I stood there in my wedding dress, looking at the two men who had spent years ignoring me for my maid. Now they wanted me back? How interesting.

Liam had only one perfect moment—the day he was to wed Marcus, the love of his life. Yet, in such an irony, the wedding was disrupted by a jealous admirer, and within one terrible mistake, Marcus was killed by a bullet. Profound sadness ruled over Liam until a mysterious supernatural creature showed up, offering him a second chance. The catch? The price would be made known in the future. Hopeless and shattered, Liam agreed. But something went wrong. Rather than waking up in his past, Liam got into a different version of his world—New York, 2020. A world where Marcus was still very much alive but hadn't had the chance to meet him yet. And a world where another version of himself already existed—Daniel, a ruthless Mafia lord feared by everyone. While Liam pursues his mission to reunite with Marcus, he uncovers a shocking revelation: the same tragedy is destined to happen again. But this time, it's not only Marcus that is in jeopardy. Daniel—the cold, relentless Mafia boss—has his own plans, and they all seem to revolve around him. At this moment, with love, danger, and a man who is him but isn’t, Liam must find a way to outplay fate. Because if he fails, he won’t just lose Marcus again—he might lose himself.

Whenever Rachel Cooper loses it, I know I'm about to get divorced again. I close my eyes. "We are divorcing for the ninth time." Marcus Miller massages his temples and says regretfully, "Vivian, Barry died all of a sudden, leaving his wife and her unborn baby behind. I can't ignore them. Relax. Once the baby's born, we'll remarry. We won't separate ever again!" I remain silent. I already heard this promise eight times before. Barry Miller's sudden death is the reason for Rachel's breakdown. It also caused Marcus and me to divorce for the first time. Back then, Rachel was already pregnant, prompting Marcus to divorce me. He will remarry me once he has comforted her. Over the past nine months, we have married and divorced eight times. Everyone mocks me by calling me the Eight-Ring Wonder. I also find it ridiculous. After I accept the divorce certificate, one of the court staff secretly asks me, "When are you getting married again?" I answer calmly, "There's no next time."