Marauders Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

She hates me over everything as if I was born to be her maid but unfortunately turned to be her classmate. After that I stopped looking at James. And now he's dying for me. Ridiculous. "Look at that pathetic slut. If I had a golddiger of a mother like that, I would never show my face to others. Still living at Fernandez's mansion like they're the owner." That's not new to me. I didn't bother to look at Kiara and her two slaves. "Ignoring us huh? It's funny that a murderer's child is studying with us. What an era and the fucking rules of college! This murderer's child should be terminated from this college." Mia rolled her eyes and snatch my coffee cup from me before spilling it all over my d

“Why are you here, Mara? You and Lila… what did you do to end up forgotten here.” Mara’s face hardened, old pain rising like a tide. She set the spoon down, hands clenching in her lap. “I had a pack once. Small, no grand name worth remembering, but it was home. Good hunting grounds, kind elders. I had a mate.” Her voice cracked on the word, but she steadied it. “We were happy. Truly happy. Planned a big family.” She touched her belly unconsciously, though the memory was years old. “Until he decided happiness wasn’t enough. Took another female… younger, from a stronger bloodline. When I was heavy with Lila, they banished me. Called me a burden. A weak link. Dumped me at the border like trash.

Maria screamed as she turned towards the girls who were standing above her. “Quick, climb the ladder!” Jada shouted as she threw a ladder into the dungeon. Maria placed one leg on the ladder. Her second leg had barely stepped on it when the beast grabbed the wooden ladder and flung it away. Maria held onto the ladder and hit her body hard against the wall with the ladder crashing against her chest.

Marek leaned back on his stone throne cloaked in a living black forest. The roots beneath him pulsed faintly, like a heartbeat connected to something ancient. He wore no crown, yet the forest bowed to him. Creatures of the dark lingered behind thick fog, never daring to step into his view. His eyes closed. "She came," Jasper said, stepping forward from the veil of shadows. "Didn't she?" Marek's gaze opened slowly, red and cold. "No." "No?" "She dreamed of it. But her soul didn't cross. Not yet."

Our secret marriage was painful, but at least there was comfort in knowing that if he wasn’t with me, he wasn’t with anyone else either. But he’d never looked at any of those other women the way he was looking at the rogue girl now. I could only watch this scene, reminding myself to keep my face neutral and stand up straight—rather than showing any signs of jealousy. “Get the doctor. Now!” Hunter shouted over his shoulder. “She’s not a threat; she’s our newest member.” The new rogue girl, named Maya, was hurt badly. A huge violet bruise bloomed on her ankle. Her legs were marred by scratches: a still-bleeding spiderweb pattern of injuries.

Tessa's POV…. I listened attentively as Mara gave me the details of how her day went and how she ended up in Dylan's house. Truth is, Mara is hurting, she loves Dylan but she can't commit. I'm not so sure she has moved past the trauma from the past. "Look Mars," I began, holding her hands firmly. "Not everyone is like that monster," and before I could finish Mara cuts in sharply.

"your mate has been dead long ago, why don't you try begging the moon goddess to mate you once again. You know it's difficult to live alone" Lara, a member of the rogue pack and his best friend suggested him. Marcellus looked at her and then sighed. No one will ever understand the pain of losing a mate until one experiences. She was her first love and he lost her in a battle with Picaro pack. They were vicious alphas and betas, a pack of werewolves whom he hated most. And yet they killed a Lycans mate.

Liam froze, his eyes reddening slightly. He reached out as if to pull me into a hug, but his hands stopped midair as if he'd suddenly remembered the role he was playing. After a brief pause, he pulled himself together and chuckled. "Aurora, you miss Liam so much that you're seeing him in me. But it's okay. I'll look after you and your pup in his place." His voice was full of concern, but what he didn't know was that I didn't want Jasper looking after me—I wanted him to care for me as Liam himself.

“Clara. Don’t - she’s bluffing-” “No, she’s not,” I whispered. I could feel it in the air. Mara wanted me human. Wanted me breakable. Behind us, the fight raged - wolves slamming into rogues, the monster bellowing as Draven and Lysander worked together to blind one of its flaming eyes. But all I saw was Cameron. All I felt was betrayal and love and fury tangled into one suffocating knot. “Tell her, Cameron,” Mara sang. “Tell her what you did.”

MARLA’S POV I’m in so much pain, my wounds are aching, leaving me delirious. But once Nicholas returns, I feel a bit better. Everything is better when he’s near me. I know he’s my mate, and I want him more than anything. I desperately want him to feel the same way. I can’t imagine living my life without him. Hope flutters within me as I see him though. I see the way he’s looking at me, and it’s almost like he wants me as much as I want him.