Marauders Spoiler Novels & Stories

“I know Mara’s. She said it herself before Silas tore her throat out.” A hush went through the room at the mention of Mara’s death. Not out of sorrow. Out of awe. There was a difference. I rested both hands on the table. “We are running out of time. Draco knows the anchors are gone. He will send everything he has to crush the pack before Aurelia can use what she discovered.” Damien lifted one eyebrow. “So the endgame begins.” I looked at him. “It was always the endgame. We just came to it late.”

Help me ! With that he let go of her, his face dropped on the ground, now covered with blood, she stood there, speechless, clueless, and scared half to death, this wasn't a prank, nor was he a star in one of her movies, it wasn't a video game, this was real, the blood was real, he was really unconscious, there were only two options left now, she would have to help him, or watch him die . Once again thanks for following, find out what happens next on chapter 5 of MARRED.👍

Mara’s eyes lift from my hand to my face. “Thank you,” she says simply. “Don’t thank me yet.” I glance around at the rubble of our little civil war. “We should tie the clever ones before they get clever again.” Lio watches me, patient now with a new flavor, measuring. I hold his stare. I let him see the wolf that doesn’t look like much until it’s at your throat. He looks away first. It feels like a win and a warning. The door slams open and Hazel takes in the scene. Barley beach, ashy snow, men moaning, Mara bloody and upright, me with my hand pressed to her arm and looking like I rolled through a drawer of bad decisions, and grins with all her teeth.

When I came home after the New Year, my college classmates organized a reunion. A lot of them were already married. Some even brought their kids along. When they found out that Tristan Moreno and I still hadn't tied the knot, our class president, Mason Hopkins, looked less than pleased. He pressed us for a wedding date. "We're undecided." "1st of October." Tristan and I spoke simultaneously. He turned to me sharply, his frown creasing his brows. His expression darkened as he stared at me, and confusion and irritation flickered in his gaze.

Omar held on to Mariam's hand as he broke the dreadful news of her father's assassination to her, he watched her eyes dilate and her lips part ever so slightly, her eyes searched his for confirmation or for lies, shifting her focus from one eye ball to the other then she looked away from his eyes and to his chest then down the cloth he had on, her eyes taking in the red blood stain on his cloth and widening in horror and realization. Parvina and Saadiya held Mariam steady as the women in the room screamed after they heard the dreadful news and they began to wail, squatting down on the floor and holding their heads with both hands. Mariam stumbled backwards and Omar held her hand even more fi

Shuri and I exchanged glances which explained that we weren't expecting anyone. "Come in," I ordered and Raul rushed in panting. "What happened?" I asked. "Amara was spotted in Arianna's house yesterday," He informed me. I glanced at Shuri who looked sad but didn't say anything. They weren't in good terms but I could see concern in her eyes as she nodded and I left the room with Raul.

I was about to guard myself against him but it turned out I was already relying on him. I roam my eyes around the room I'm in and admired it the room has a unicorn theme with a lighter color used in it. So good in the eye and very relaxing, it has an attached bathroom, a living area, and complete items of furniture. When we are already married tomorrow, do we need to share a room or separate? Because of these thoughts, Raina suffered from insomnia the whole night... She went to bed but she can`t sleep. What will be the consequences of her decision? And will she pursue her revenge for her dad? Who killed him? and Why? Who is that heartless person who wants him dead...

A traitor inside our walls. “Who?” I demanded, voice low and dangerous. “Give me a name, Reef.” Reef hesitated, glancing at Killian and Lorenzo. “It’s Mara. She arrived three weeks ago. The scout from the southern ridges. The one who brought intel on Callum’s old network and swore loyalty on her blood.” Lorenzo cursed violently. “Mara? The quiet one with the knife skills? She patched up three of our wolves last week. Seemed solid.”

Jessica exhaled slowly. “…It’s working.” Devon nodded. “…We’re back.” Noah leaned back again. “…I’ll take messy over creepy any day.” Lila didn’t smile. Because she knew— this wasn’t over. Mara looked at the screen. Her voice quiet. “…We found it.” Ethan glanced at her. “…Found what?” Mara didn’t look away. “…The one thing none of them can fully control.” She paused. Then said it:

“Listen up! We move in four teams. Beta Alice, take your group and sweep the eastern ridge—check every trail and thicket. Beta Marcus, take yours to the northsouth path. Alpha Colin, your team heads northwest, toward the river bend. I’ll take the central path straight in. Stay in constant link. If anyone picks up even the slightest trace, signal immediately. We do not stop until she’s found. Move!” The groups split with sharp nods and disperse into the trees. I don’t hesitate. The shift rips through me in one fluid motion, bones cracking and reforming as my wolf takes over. Finally feeling happy with being included. His fur sprouts, and muscles coil with raw power. I’d be faster this way. An