Marcus Twilight Novels & Stories

Shannon POV I could feel my anger rising, my heart beating hard, my feet trembling, my head flaming and I gnashed my teeth. I could feel my anger rising so badly that I had to clutch my hands to control my rising anger. "I am the one that is worth this position, not her and I can't allow her to have it." I growled in my head. My twin sister, Sharon, was about to be crowned the ambassador of the Blue Moon pack. I had always craved this position but she just came from nowhere and snatched it away from me just like that.

"What are you doing here?" I looked him up and down, and then his date. I knew what he was doing here. After his dad and his sister died, he'd turned into quite the incubus. Sorry, dude, my bad. "Just out for the night," I answered. The girl pulled at Anton's sleeve. "Oh yeah, right, this is Mazy." "Marcy," she corrected. "Marcy, that's what I said." I jerked my head in a nod and a fake smile for a half-second in greeting. I didn't even bother learning their names. He ran through them like magazines. I turned to leave. I didn't care if I was rude. Anton wasn't exactly polite to me.

Well, Marcus wasn’t a saint, he was a Gifted psychopath—and he’s been wanting to end me since day one, apparently. I see you’re not surprised I called him Gifted. You probably guessed he was, and I bet you’re wondering why we didn’t know. Well, we didn’t know he was Gifted, because Marcus was unregistered. And he’s been actively hiding that fact since he was maybe four or five.

he asks stepping forward to get a better look at my face, I back up and with finding my lighter in the driver's seat, I light up a smoke and exhale to the right of me away from him. "It's alright. Nothing," I backed up another step from him as he stepped forward to touch me. Taking the hint he drops his hand and stays where he is. "I'm Jason, Jason Austin." He holds his hand out for me to shake. I take it carefully and shake his hand. "I'm Marrallyn Wheaton, nice to meet you." Boy, this guy yummy. "How old are you?"

Suddenly, Trinity had gone from their small apartment to this luxurious mansion with two new stepbrothers, identical twins who made her heart race for all the wrong reasons. Mason and Marcus Blackwood. Twenty-four years old. Tall, broad-shouldered, and devastatingly handsome with sharp jawlines, piercing grey eyes, and dark tousled hair. They were identical in looks but carried themselves with the same commanding dominance that made everyone around them submit. Star athletes turned ruthless businessmen, they moved like predators — always in control, always hungry. Trinity had tried to avoid them as much as possible. She was the quiet, bookish stepsister who spent most of her time studying in

Divorced by Dawn, Queen by Dusk — Book Two: The Blood Crown Chapter Fifteen: The Map of Silences The name James had given her was Marcus. Not her brother Marcus — not Marcus Kingsley. A different Marcus. Marcus Webb, thirty-seven years old, attorney, currently associate counsel at a mid-sized Manhattan firm that handled, among other things, family trust law. A man who had been in her general professional orbit for the duration of her year in New York without ever intersecting her life directly. A man James had watched for nine years from a distance, through a private investigator's quarterly reports, and had never approached.

The Twist: Marcus uses his new hybrid speed to disarm the mercenaries, snapping wrists and throwing bodies through the glass partition walls. It happened so fast it was scary. Marcus was a dark shadow moving across the office. He slammed into the first guard before the man could even pull his trigger. Marcus grabbed the man’s thick arm and twisted it hard. The loud crack of snapping wrists echoed in the quiet room. The guard dropped his rifle instantly, screaming in pure agony.

After dinner, they walked hand in hand on the lawns under the moonlit sky, sitting beside the fountain, and gazing at the stars. “I’m starting a new series on twilight. Even Liam is doing a few,” he said proudly. “Thank you for taking him under your wing, Marcus. I’m sure he will do well just like you,” said Cara. “I’m doing nothing. He’s very talented,” said Marcus. “So is Adam but he is more into his studies. He wants to become a doctor when he grows up,” said Cara proudly. “Earlier I used to be clueless about how I would manage their education but now I’m thankful for the opportunity God has given me,” said Cara.

“So, you know how supernatural beings like werewolves, vampires and stuff only exist in movies and books? They actually do exist, and Twilight and I are werewolves.” “You're messing with me, right?” “No.” “Twilight, is she serious?” “Dead serious. And you know how I am when I joke about something. Again, third-wheeling isn't my thing, so I'll leave you two to talk this out. I'll be in my room working on some stuff if you need me.” A few hours later, Etsuko came into Twilight's room. “So, there's been a change in plans. I'm crashing with him for the next week.”

But seeing the soft smile on her face and how her heart fluttered made her happy she hardly saw her smile since the death of her parents and the beginning of her torture, but it was different now, who knew being in the arms of her mate would bring back that angelic smile. ____ Alex trailed through the hallway taking slow steps in the dark as he used his wolf vision to walk through, their had been a sudden black out in the pack house and it's been over an hour since the lights went of again and it still hasn't been restored, he knew Damien had gone to check it but he hasn't returned yet he was getting slightly worried about it, he turned at a corner arriving at the hallway leading to the Ligh