Marcia Outsiders Novels & Stories

It gripped him by the spine. Bryce’s lips parted, struggling for air, let alone words. But he still hadn’t answered the question. "What are you staring at?" came a sharper voice,cutting, feminine, with a smirk laced in cruelty. From the left side of the room, Marcia rose slightly from her seat, her long red nails tapping mockingly on the table. "Did a little boy lose his way from home and wander into hell?" she cooed, head tilting, sarcasm painted on her rouge lips.

Gia laughed, " You were shaking like a leaf" Marcia gave Gia a little slap at her back saying something in Italian. "What?! she was overreacting", Gia shouted, obviously irritated by the tap, she stormed out of the room grumbling. Marcia stood looking at Lucia awkwardly, her interpreter had stormed out. " I Would really like to be alone now", Lucia said to Marcia. After Marcia had left, Lucia wondered if she would be able to live here, who would protect her from her protector?.

“Max doesn’t know where I live, and besides, she can get it later. I'm not waiting for my sister to encounter the old ones on her own. It’s not like she knows where we went, it's going to take her time to find us, let’s go!” “Alright let's...” “By the way, who’s Marcie?” Andrea' s P.O.V ‘Ding dong’ the door opened, revealing a smirking Marcie. “Cie, you're...” “Alive, haha very funny. You here to finish the job aren’t you?” “No, I was gonna say you're...um...” “What?” she laughed She was carrying an ax. “Is that for me?” “Girl, quit playing, why are you here? I didn’t forget didn’t I?” my sister didn’t get the time to wipe her memories.

"Just let her see her friend. There's no harm in that." Margot looked at me, a bit surprised from what I said but chose not to pursue it in front of everyone.The guard moved to the side and allowed Mariana to pass. She walked slowly into the room, her eyes scanned the space. She saw her friend lying on a bed. She rushed to her side, a sob escaped her lips. She sat on the vacant chair beside the bed and took her friends hand slowly into hers. Mariana stayed glued to her friends side not noticing all around her. Margot walked up to my side. "What was that?" She whispered."For a second it almost looked like you cared." I shrugged off her statement not taking my eyes of Mariana. I didn't need to

Lydia watches the young princess who only puts interest in observing her surroundings with her beautiful yet lifeless eyes. "Call me by my name, we are here to hide. Here I am not a princess, I am nothing but a refugee." After those few words, Morrigan put her hood up and walked past her. Walking along with the crowd of people in the busy streets. Lydia watches her from a safe distance. Ever since Morrigan woke up from her nightmare she didn't dare close her eyes even a blink, she stares at the horizon aimlessly lost in her thoughts, and even with Lydia's persuasion for her to open about what she truly feels, Morrigan refuses to say a single word. And by the time they stepped into a foreign

Her nervous face seemed relieved. After seeing it, I started eating again. While chewing the juicy steak in my mouth, I suddenly remembered the girl with a mask. The one and only Magda. I stopped eating and leaned my back on my seat. I remembered that Magda is living in the village where Angela lives. The village is small so it's possible she knew the mystery woman. "Angela..." I called out. She looked at me and stopped eating. "Yes, Clark?" she asked. I took a deep breath and released it slowly.

Chapter 41..... Lorenzo was able to track Olivia's location, my head kept whirling, I can't think candidly right now, I won't be able to forgive myself if anything happened to Olivia and our unborn child. The fact that she was kidnapped under my nose, in my house, keeps making me curious and realize that there is someone who is working with Xander. After what seems like a 2-hour 30-minute drive the car stop in front of a big old abandoned building as I, Mark, Rachel, and, Lorenzo step out of the car.

The redhead wasn’t looking at him but was leering at Samaire. “Who was that vision, my friend?” “Samaire.” His voice sounded rough even for him. “Sam…aire?” Marshall frowned, obviously trying to put the name with the person. “Samaire Grainger? Are you sure, bro? She looks different…” “Not really…” Dominic wanted to direct Marshall’s attention elsewhere. He was often protective of Samaire, but this didn’t feel protective as much as it felt territorial. “Are you two hooking up?” Marshall asked.

she uttered softly, turning and leaving without another backward glance. A week later, the police found Vivian in a remote town in a neighboring state, attempting to flee the country with a fake ID. When she was arrested, she was still wearing the gold bracelet and gold necklace she'd swiped from Mom. The trial would still take some time, but she was heavily suspected of contract fraud and would therefore be facing severe legal consequences. I later heard that Dad's condition worsened, and Mom spent her days wallowing in tears. However, she didn't dare to call me up and lament her fate again.

MARIA'S POV. It was a bright morning, the sun shining at its peak, casting a beautiful glow through the hospital glass, my hips swinging left and right as I walked through the hospital halls. The male doctors and some patients' mouths fell open as I passed them, they whispered among themselves. “Isn't that Maria Maria?” They asked each other. Yes, I am Maria Maria, I changed my last name, there was no need to carry on my last name after they chased me out of the company.