Marie Brennan Novels & Stories

She groans and says, “I’m not going to be of much help to you.” I say, “Bullshit. I’ve seen you before, you’re one of his lead lackeys. Tell us what he’s doing. Tell us who you are.” The woman holds her hands out in front of her and says, “My name is Brea. I work with Marcel, and I only know as much as he wants me to know.” Kate raises an eyebrow and turns to look at me. “What the hell does that mean?” Brea says, “Marcel is running a very complex operation. One with a lot of money at stake.”

Annie carried on chatting and also providing a lot of details that Marianne thinks it’s unnecessary. Marianne is learning more about the old Marianne. So, the real name of the owner of this body is Marianne Adelline Williams, 23 yrs of age, the only daughter of Adam and Briana Williams. They passed away seven years ago because of an accident, an accident that caused her disability. She was close to her Grandad when she was young but not after the accident. There is a distant cousin, Leonna Rucci, that she abhors! Lenna’s mother, Florence Rucci, who is married to an italian man, is her guardian and is nice to her.

Sydney Marin Sydney Marin Sydney Marin I closed my ears as the whispers turned into a shrieking noise. I don't know why am I hearing my name continuously. Something's wrong. I gotta reach my home. I left all the candles there, kept my parent's photo in my jeans pocket. Iam hearing my blue T-shirt and jeans and with the large spellbook, on one hand, a torch on the other hand. When I started running the shrieking voice follows me behind. My black hair is blown and messed up in this strong wind. Some trees around me started falling. I make my way through this wind as fast as I can. Soon on my way, a tree is about to fall. I dropped the torch and raised my hand right in the direction of the tree

My name is Asher Smith CEO of Ash group of companies the number one top manufacturing company in New York and all over the country you can call me a mega Billionaire and that is why I don't want to be tied down with b**ches who only comes to me because of my money and how I handle them in bed. The b**ch my step mother brought is not exclusive and will I say she is the worst. I wonder where my stepmother got heard from, who even made her think she can boss over my workers with her so-called title of a fiancee and always wearing skimpy dresses exposing an unattractive boobs thinking I will fall for that, she's not even my type. I picked up my car keys and left the office to the beach the beach

she says in a quiet voice. “Good, we are getting somewhere. Now where was I – oh yes, I was the toughest and bravest warrior Golden Moon Pack had. And one day I met my beautiful mate, Maria. She was stunning Kate and kind, so kind to everyone. And after a year we had a pup – a little girl named Ella. She was as beautiful as her mother,” I say losing myself for a moment down memory lane. Shaking myself, I realize I can’t afford to get too caught up in the past, I have revenge on my mind.

I promised. Marie, a college student who came from a dysfunctional family living in a slum area where I met her a year ago. *** “Good morning, Sir. Welcome to Chikenasal,” a counter crew welcomed me with the beam and energy as I stepped forward after waiting the line in a fast-food chain so I could bring this to my wife Aileen to her workplace since she left the house without having her breakfast. “Yes, thank you. Can I take one C1 breast part and One chicken soup.” ‘

The doorbell rang. Chantelle froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She heard her cousin Isabella get up to open the door. She couldn't hear what was being said, but she heard the sound of someone else coming into the house. After a few moments, her uncle came back into the kitchen, followed by his wife. "Chantelle," Rosemary her uncle's wife called out. "Yes ma" She answered."

Not breaking my pattern, I spoke through gritted teeth, “Just preparing for the day when I find out who destroyed Blackwood.” She walked around me until she was standing to the right of the punching bag, “You know you still have to live while waiting for everything to fall into place.” My eyes glanced over to see her standing in a black silk robe. Her deep black hair was straight, landing just over her breasts. Marina was a beautiful woman, but it felt like there has been a barrier between us since she woke up. I continued slamming my fists into the bag, focusing on my accuracy when a flash of silk falling to the floor caught my attention.

"With the cooking, I mean. I'm not great in the kitchen, but I can learn." Silence stretches between us like a chasm. Finally, a middle-aged woman with graying brown hair steps forward. She's pretty in a wholesome way, with laugh lines around her eyes that aren't laughing now. "I'm Marie," she says politely. "Beta Damon's mate." "Clara." I attempt a smile. "I know this is unusual…"

“Marie, did you or did you not receive a million dollar cheque from Daniel Winters about a month ago?” “Y-yes…” Marie’shead bobbed up and down anxiously. What was the woman driving at? “And prior to that, your daughter never came into contact with Daniel Winters is that right?” Marie frowned, she could not be sure. She never really cared who the bastard child mixed with, so long as she did not bring trouble back home, but she did and she was now officially Mrs Winters. Suddenly, Marie wasn’t so sure what to say.”Y..yes?”