Marauder Book Novels & Stories

“A tale tells of local pirates coming over from time to time, out on this side of the sea” The voice of Makai, broke out, earning the chuckles from the number of sight-seers, who seemed to be enjoying their time, meanwhile here I was, sat lone with an aching heart, yearning to know if the man I loved was alright. “That can’t be true!” A little girl squealed, the sound of her chuckles pouring out, but her utterance was returned with a light squeeze from the lady beside her. “Oh, believe me. It is!” Followed Makai. “They go around hunting for little ones to get aboard their ships” He pinched her cheeks, earning a low laugh from her.

she pointed at the brunette and then at the blonde, “and Mariella.” Mariella? I looked at the blonde again. I hadn’t looked at her pictures the moment I had learnt of her age, so it was a shock. My mind had almost forgotten that Danilo was her father, and this was his house, so she had to be here. Mariella looked much younger than eighteen with her doe eyes and small features. Her hair and eyes were like her mother’s, while Arabella had taken after Danilo. This is the girl David wants you to marry, my inner conscience yelled.

I inhaled deeply, letting her guide me, letting the bond between us blaze, a light in the darkness, a force to be reckoned with. As the labyrinth unfolded, whispers of my prowess began to spread. Mara, the rogue, the one claimed by Dresden, was moving with precision, grace, and lethal instinct. My wolf leaped into action, every sense heightened, every muscle responding, and I felt a surge of exhilaration unlike anything before.

~MARLOWE~ I glanced around the room Burdock had brought us into, noting the walls were bare except for a faded Ravens insignia and a corkboard layered with maps, photos, and handwritten notes that had nothing to do with bikes. That corkboard sat like a bruise on my understanding. I’d expected leather and bravado and testosterone in a room like this, not timelines and grids and things labeled with coordinates. This wasn’t a biker club back room. This was something else wearing a biker club like a jacket.

I am ready to answer the question I left unanswered in Burj Khalifa, meet me in the library". I took the book and started reading. It left me on many cliffhangers as I did not know what would happen next or who is the next person to die. Damon POV Just as I was in the middle of a meeting. I noticed a notification popped up and it was from Mara I read it and I am confused. And I need an answer right now. I told my PA that I am going somewhere important and then I left. Mara POV. Just as I finished reading the book. I was close to tears. The story ends well but who I am expecting not to die died. I love the story and if I could read it again and again. I will, but maybe next time, I may cry. D

The moment Mara watched someone walk into the barrier and choose their own end. Lines about the monster’s hands shaking as he reached for her. When the ache got too tight in her chest, she printed the pages and carried them to the couch. “Reader intermission?” she said. Corvin took the stack, marking his place in his book with a finger. He read quickly when he wanted to. His eyes tracked the lines, brow furrowing and smoothing in shifts. At a line where Mara described the monster’s eyes as “red enough to burn, but not as bright as the guilt clawing his insides,” he huffed.

I asked. “Kill your teacher. Destroy the woman I loved and lost to darkness. End Morgana before she ends the world.” Mara’s voice broke. “I have been searching for someone strong enough for two centuries. Someone who could face her and win. I think you might be that someone. But only if you survive the next three weeks.” She pulled out a small book bound in dark leather. “This contains everything I know about her magic. Her weaknesses. Her techniques. Study it. Learn it. Become the counter to everything she is.”

I ask, genuinly curious. "Because he's insane and he will take any chance he can to get to me. A rogue is a werewolf who decides to leave their pack and be on their own," he says gingerly. 'In this case, Harlan left because his parents broke the law and were condemned to death. It isn't uncommon for that to happen." The room goes quiet again, and Declan and I sit in silence. Lauralie and Jesse come back into the room with a board game in hand. "Anyone up for some good old fashioned fun?" She squeels, psuhing everything off of the table.

" Understood eight twelve, reinforcement is already on the way." A child's birthday, oh god. Proles, these genetically engineered animals were monsters and Maddox had already seen with his own eyes what these beasts could do. He didn't want to imagine what she would be waiting for at her destination. But he would find out, because he was Venator, a state-approved hunter whose job it was to get the prole plague under control.

She had to repeat the class twice because of this. No, not I went the wrong way, it was them. "Don't look like that, she doesn't mean it," said Uncle Roderick at some point. "She's just afraid that something might happen to you." “But nothing will happen to me.” I put a bitten bread back on the plate and ran my fingers over the title of my book. Proles - The changing nature. “After all, that's what I train so much for. I work harder than anyone else and I am the best in my group. I am the best at everything and I will continue to be. "