Marie Force Fatal Series の小説・ストーリー

“You better keep smiling, babe. Say a word and I'll be forced to shoot you.” “Do you understand?” He barked into her ear. She nodded as he slowly led her back to the car. He was about to force her in when he looked up and recognised a man Marie hadn't seen before. Without thinking, she kicked him hard and dropped to the floor as the man and two other men strongarmed him. He fired into the air as terrified screams surrounded them. Marie crawled a safe distance away then ran into the lobby. She was going to get to Steven in Japan or die trying, no matter what.

He is a good man, treated me like his own daughter when I was married to Edrick. "I want you and your bad omen out of my son's life," he said, earning a frown from me. "You think he will marry you after this? That you would ruin his wife and have him? Not on my watch." "You do know Aria murdered her twin sister, right?" I raised a brow. Mr. Vale stood up, and for a second, I thought he was going to hit me. "You don't know anything, Liana. Alina was a pest. She had it coming. Aria is the victim here!" he fired.

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This wasn't a man whose worst possible response was silence and a bruised ego. This was Nero Vitale, the man three separate strangers had warned her about before she'd even met him, the man her own father had begged on his knees in front of. And she had just struck him, in his own house, in front of his own staff, with absolutely nothing standing between her and whatever he decided to do about it. Her legs finally gave out. She sat down hard against the corridor wall, hands shaking, and understood, with a clarity that turned her stomach to ice, exactly what she had done.

I was told by a nurse of what had happened to Fabio and his family, and I knew immediately that Lia was involved. They were all found dead. Fabio was hacked to pieces, his limbs discarded around the house. They even killed his little sister, Paloma, and his grandparents. I hated him, I won't say I didn't, but killing a child? And old people? He betrayed us, not them. They were like family to us, and the fact that she would kill them all so mercilessly shows that I've lost her forever. I don't know what Aldo did to her, all I know is that it's irreversible.

Jealousy flowed through his veins, but as soon as he was about to say or do something, his wife released him from her warm hug. "Where were you? Why did you leave? Why do you look this way? Do you know how many persons died after you were missing? Do you know your pack is barely standing?-" she said in one breath. "Okay Darling. I'm sure George is very tired right now and needs to be cleansed and to sleep. Tomorrow is another day. He will be better by that time to answer all of our questions," Alpha Victor took his wife into his arms as he guided her through the door. "and you need to be cleansed as well now that you have dirtied your dress and face."

**** Grief hung heavily in the air within the Maxwell mansion after the hullabaloo of their son's murder remained unsolved. With the passage of time, hope gradually faded, and the search for the killer was reluctantly abandoned. The atmosphere in the mansion grew somber, a blend of fond memories of their lost son and the burden of unanswered inquiries. As the trail turned cold, a resolute detective named Evelyn Greywood entered their home as she was secretly hired, sparking a renewed investigation. Through her careful review of evidence and interviews, she began to uncover concealed family tensions and buried secrets that had long been overlooked.

Bruno reports, not without chuckling. "What!" the three of them yell. "Don’t overthink it. She’s just collateral." "Marrying someone into our family can never be mere collateral!" Mama Doza’s rosary is tight in her hand when she reminds me of this. Her hair—a mix of white and raven black makes her look every bit the fierce matriarch she is. Even now as a grown man, I find her fierceness to be tough to match. She has always seen marriage as sacred. Her first son is married. Her third son is married. Even the fourth has a woman he’s dating. But me? I’ve always been her stubborn weed.

“She was shot down by a man from a rival cartel. Left for dead. Bled out… By the time the doctors got to her, she was already gone.” “FUCK!” I roared. “Fuck… This wasn’t supposed to happen…” I hadn’t wanted to marry Maricruz… But I wished no ill upon her. I sure as hell didn’t want her fucking dead. It felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest in this very fucking moment, the guilt almost consuming me entirely. She’d messaged me countlessly, begging me for help… And I’d been so busy immersing myself in Rose back at the bar, that I hadn’t even bothered to check my messages.

I needed you to be safe and the only way I could guarantee your safety, if Michael were to die, was to have you wed to Blake Wyatt. Despite what you might have heard about him, I know he will look out for you. If you two are somehow connected then he could never hurt you. My fortune and His fortune are at stake if anything should happen to the pact that Michael and I drew up. Thomas Wyatt, was a sadist, I'm glad it's Blake that we need to deal with and not his father.