Marie Squid Sisters Novels & Stories

“Your mates always die. You drain them. You destroy them.” “That was before,” he said, “This is a second chance mate.” I laughed, harsh and disbelieving, “And who is she?” He hesitated. Just for a breath. “Marie.” The name rang in the air. “Tristan’s sister.” I stared at him like he had lost his mind not because I didn’t know Marie. Everyone did. The alpha’s little sister. Proud. Sharp-tongued. Untouchable but she was never part of this, never meant to be.

"He said Seraphina was a fire, passionate and dangerous. But Christine was a born writer, with a keen eye and a rich imagination. He always regretted that you couldn't finish your studies at Columbia." Tears instantly blurred my vision. It had been so long since anyone had mentioned my parents. Marco didn't ask about the ghastly wound on my forehead, nor did he ask why the wife of a Falcone Underboss was found bleeding out in an alley. He knew that in the brutal underworld, everyone carries their own secrets. "Stay here for now, Christine," he said, his voice gentle but firm. "A talent like yours shouldn't be wasted in a den of wolves. You'll have all the space you need to find yourself agai

"Hi," she said, her green tail swishing in the water behind her. Theresa sighed in relief when she saw Maris, "I thought you'd never come." Maris folded her arms over each other on the grassy shore and placed her chin on it. "I always keep to my promise. Sorry, I'm late, I had to rescue a baby porpoise from the tentacles of a nuisance giant squid." Theresa's eyes brightened. "A giant squid? And you went unscathed?"