Marie Force Fatal Series Novels & Stories

I opened up, telling him the Mafia God was killed and I needed to make a closure and deal with any trouble that would come after his death, but things appear to be quite more complicated than I thought. Kelvin looked shocked hearing the Mafia God was dead; he had run an errand for him when he had come to New York, meeting him, the Mafia God. “How did he die?” Kelvin asked curiously with his eyes wide open. “Let's not talk about this now; it would be best we don't. Moreover, moreover I've got something else I'll want you to do for me: my wife's sister was kidnapped.” I replied, taking a deep breath. “Oh, I heard you were married. I couldn't come as the cops were on my ass.” Kelvin responded a

“NO, we can’t.” “What do you mean we can’t?” He asked and I could see the anger in his face as the truth of a forced marriage was starting to sink in. "If you and Jared want to keep your business and to keep your house and remain debt free, then we can't. Ace said that if I didn’t marry him that he would run your business to the ground and tear down your house that you worked so hard for and that he would pay all of your debts.” I said Alex’s eyes grew wide with shock. “You – you knew… about my house? The business?” He asked and I nodded. “Yes. I came over that day when the man in the suit talked to you guys. I didn’t mean to eavesdrop but… and then the man left and I tried to leave too, but

If Vincent won’t tell me the truth, I’ll find it out myself. “Felicity is on our side and she will find out why your parent went to Emerald City on the day they died. And, if you play this game right, you might get Calvin to protect you. If my source is correct, he is a powerful resource that we need. A secret Mafia leader” Marie’s words made me a little uncomfortable to be faking my interest with someone that might put a bullet on my head. “Don’t worry. We’ll be watching you. You will be safe at the mansion” Marie held my hand for a brief moment and continued driving to park her car.

“So let me get this clear if I understand it correctly. I’m going to get that woman and bring her home, marry her for business alliance to pay my blood debt, or what?” “Or Francesco will marry your sister or I will lose you, Terzo. I don’t want to lose you, son. I don’t want more blood on our hands. I hope you understand the situation you put us in when you took Tomas’ life. You pay the consequences or Celestina. Your choice.” “Figlio de puttana! Over my dead fucking body. I’m not gonna put my sister in the same situation again. I’d rather pay it with life than—” I blinked off that memory that flashed before my eyes.

I wanted her so badly. I hated her when I was forced to marry her but she has been driving me nuts ever since then. I wanted her and was getting scared by the intensity of my feelings for her. I didn't want to scare her, I have never felt like this before. Not even for Esha... Who, I thought was the love of my life. My life had gone upside down when she married someone else. I used all the will power I had in my body to stop myself and said sorry to her. I went to the washroom to take a very cold shower.

CHAPTER ONE. "Dad please, I don't want to get married! don't let me get married." A harsh slap struck at her face made Rachael lose her balance and tumbled to the floored tiles, the blood dripped from a cut on her lips as she stared at the man she called father. "Stupid girl! what do you know? I'm marrying you off because that's the only purpose of women like you, you are nothing without a husband by your side! ” Mr. William spat at his daughter, his face red with fury.

I clenched my hands when he played the video and I quickly saw Marie, tied on the chair. “Just kill me! Don't hurt Faith anymore! S-She already suffered so much…stop ruining her life!” Lily and I gasped when we saw how the culprit who wasn't seen on the video punched Marie's face. I started to tremble while my tears broke down on my face. “I will kill her…all of them,” the man laughed like a psycho as he cupped Marie's face. The video ended right there. itsclarixass

Amelia felt a mixture of relief and lingering unease, aware that the situation had been diffused but also aware of the unresolved issues that remained between her and Sarah. However, fate seemed determined to intervene once again. As the night wore on, the sound of police sirens cut through the air, drawing nearer to the beach. Amelia's heart sank as she realized that Sarah, in her vengeful desire to escalate the situation, had called the authorities herself. Police officers arrived, their expressions serious as they surveyed the scene. The security guard approached them, recounting the events that had transpired and emphasizing the need for intervention. Amelia watched in disbelief as Sarah

"It's handwritten. Notes, dates, observations, what looks like a working log of everything she's planned and executed across each family she's targeted." I scanned the pages, dense, careful handwriting cataloguing years of patient work, and near the most recent entries, my own family's name began appearing, dates matching everything we'd already pieced together, the crash, the funeral, the forced marriage, all of it documented with the same detached, methodical precision she'd apparently applied to every family before us. Then I found an entry that stopped me cold, dated just three days before Jane's window incident, and I read it twice before I trusted myself to read it out loud.

And that was the case that would connect questions in their minds. He took a strong and tight grip on the newspaper, Angelic asked if he was all right but William excused for a moment and went inside his bedroom. There was a scene flashing on his mind, a scene he never wanted to see again. Ten years ago, William Smith handled a case about a little girl who was found dead at McLeod’s Medical Institute. The little girl was Marie Anderson, six years of age. She was bathing in blood when his father, Makar Anderson returned in her room after paying the hospital bill he loaned from his friend since he got no money left in his pocket. There was a knife stabbed on Marie's neck. Mr. Anderson checked