Marauders Names Novels & Stories

I say and hang up, giving my Beta a sympathetic look. " So it is me," Mariella says and lets out a shaky breath. " What do you know about your family tree or maybe what the rogues might want with you?" I ask, but she shakes her head. " Like Alpha Eren said, my Mom never really talked about him. I only know his name . Marcus." she says innocently. " Fuck" Nicos and I blurt out at the same time. "What?" " Love ,the Rogue Alphas name is Marcus. " Nicos tells her and she visibly pales, just as the patrol links us about another bunch of rogues at our borders.

Speedy insisted. "Mara? Well, my beautiful name doesn't deserve to be heard from filthy mouths like yours," Mara replied calmly. "Did you just call us filthy? You think we'll let you off the hook like yesterday when you saved yourself using the Owlett name?" Susan challenged. "No need to impersonate Mara. My mom said Mara doesn't fight for something she's not to blame for. She said Mara and her gang only fight bad people and help others with their tasks. But because they fight, they're called gangsters," Speedy explained.

“They’re stable. Just don’t expect full recovery for another day.” “We don’t have a day,” Luka said. Mara grabbed a gun from one of the wolves and fastened her cloak. “We move before nightfall. We’ll rest once Dante is safe.” Naia looked to the warriors. “Ready?” One stepped forward, broad and grim. “Wherever you lead us.” As they prepared to leave the broken hut behind, Mara turned to her. “What should we call you?” She looked at Luka for a moment, eyes solemn. “Call me Naia.”

Mara kept on blabbing and her mum just shook her head horizontally at the gullibility of her daughter. "No Mara. I saw your photo on the phone of a girl.. she is some rich man's daughter. Do you know her?" Mara's mum went closer to her daughter as she took Mara's hands in hers. "Mum…how will I know if I know her or not? You didn't even tell me her name" Mara was quite surprised herself. "That's true…but I also don't know her name" Mara's mum let go of Mara's hand as she scratched her head.

I asked, though I already knew that she had forced him to speak. She told me in clipped sentences the anchors he had named. Mara and Bram were two of them, operating together. Mara was the scout who ran a network in the north; a whisper here, a smuggled charm there. Bram operated more openly, a frontman at trades and a smith who could melt bindings into currency. Together they coordinated attacks and supplied the nuts and bolts of Draco’s network. “They’re planning something big,” she said. “They are coordinating strikes that will stretch us thin. If we take them out, we weaken Draco’s operational reach.”

“ I have already sent in our men to do a thorough search and bring them all in.” “Marcel that's not what I'm talking about” “Then what are you talking about your highness?” “I asked that you tell me the identity of the rogues who followed Azaria home” “Oh” he said. “Their names are Lukas Nelson, Mendy Wings and George Graham” “Okay, you will give me their location as soon as this call ends” “Sure boss” We talked about some other stuff. “Alright I’ ll be waiting for their location” “Okay” Marcel replied. I was about to hang up, when I heard him scream.

{Isla’s POV} So there was Huut, Ezekiel, Damien, James, Jack, Charles, Brian and… What’s the last one again? Fuebol. I’m talking about the Generals. Those are their names, according to General Raand. I finally know all of their names in my head— I’m rocking this princess thing. It’s just ten eight names, Isla. We were on our way to meet the “Praised Brothers”. The Rogues had willingly agreed to take us to their Rogue base, where all the Rogues were.

Late that night, when the house had gone quiet and the relatives were gone, she looked at her husband sitting by her bed feeding her fruit and asked softly, “What about calling them Mason and Marcus?” Louis raised a brow. “Why those?” “Mason comes from the old word for stonemason—it carries the sense of strength and building solid foundations. Marcus is from Mars, the god of war, so it stands for courage and steadfastness.” “Perfect.” He didn’t hesitate for a second, nodding in full support. He couldn’t bear to see her exhaust herself any further over this; the sooner it was decided, the better. Adora blinked in surprise. “You don’t want to think it over more? Or maybe ask your parents tomor

she asked and Thane sighed heavily but didn't respond. “You know, I have the highest bounty on my head and you have almost half of what I have. That's insane. And why are there about twenty men after you?” “I am so fucking curious, tells.” Alessa chuckled and Thane hesitated a little before speaking. “They are the Maraders,” he replied and Alessa’s eyes widened. “Oh, you pissed them off so bad.” Alessa shook her head.

In truth, he did not like any of them, apart from the littlest one, aurora, but that didn't count, because she couldn't even call his name properly. "How many are they?" "Four" he turned to smile at her and met her grinning from ear-to-ear, dominico then realized how much joy the conversation brought to the girl and decided to be more enthusiastic about it. "Armando, Giargo, Carlo and Aurora" "aurora is such a beautiful name, will definitely name one of my children that" she spoke quickly and shut her mouth after that "I'm sorry, I talk too much" "No, you don't" They looked at each other in silence and she suddenly asked