Marinette Akuma Novels & Stories

She paused and resumed her pacing which she had stopped when she had been speaking. Alex was very shocked. So shocked that it was a wonder that he managed to conceal his gasp of surprise. He stopped it at the last moment because he didn't want her to know he was here. He still wanted to hear more before he would reveal himself but now he knew more than enough to come to a solid conclusion. He knew that his mate, Jasmine, was the unknown serial killer who had been killing people from their pack for a while now. His own mate, his goddess-given mate was a serial killer and he was just finding it out from her own mouth. Never had he expected to hear something like that when he had followed Jasmi

These full-blooded werewolves were attacking her anytime they wanted. As a part of Omega—who were treated as slaves all the time—, Amara became the most unfortunate creature in their territory, not only because her father was born as an Omega, but also her mother was a mere human, and so, this made her a half-human and a half-werewolf. The higher ranks in their community were despising this and thus, considering it a taboo.

Akam’s grin widened, and his fiery gaze locked on Marshall. Marshall’s face twisted in disbelief. “What the hell are you?” Akam took a step forward, each movement causing the room’s temperature to rise. “Someone you shouldn’t have messed with.” Marshall fired again, then again, but each shot was as useless as the first. Akam caught one shell mid-air and crushed it in his fist, the melted fragments hissing as they hit the floor. By the time Akam reached him, Marshall was visibly trembling. Akam grabbed the shotgun and twisted it, the metal screeching in protest before snapping in two.

It also happened to be the exact moment Count Brenn arrived. He was very surprised to see Natalia giving Marvis, a werecreature, more attention than she had given anybody else. Amaika there, he was used to but it looked like Marvis had come out of nowhere. If he didn’t announce his presence in the office, Count Brenn was sure he would’ve been ignored. “Everyone, this is Amaika. They’re the head of security and the branch manager of the Adamantine Company here in the North. Please treat them with respect.”

“Carmine red. Blood red.” “Ooh… Rosey red?” Mika asked. Jai nodded at her. There was this high certainty in his heart that Alex might really be that red haired guy in the tournament. He didn’t know what it is, but he’s leaning into that strong feeling. Saburo hummed. “The only clan that has that kind of hair color is the Akamine, and there’s only one person with red apple hair.” Harris nodded. “She’s the one who works with Bukubukucha family in the northeast. Her name is Akane Akamine.”

“Because this girl's identity is a bit complicated, it would probably make things worse if the family knew she was dead. Especially you, Selina, you want to live in the human world but don't you have any identity? Who are you here? What will you do? Doesn't that matter?" Like being hit by Wolfgang, Selina seemed confused. She thought for a moment, then raised her hand to hold Jenna Marie's papers. On it is a picture of a very beautiful girl with long hair, each facial contour is also highly harmonious. Selina took a quick look at the photos, and then she made an assessment. “Jenna Marie is a girl with a personality, she likes to go to crowded places, likes to drink, gather, and especially sh

“End it how?” I met his eyes. “By showing them why they should’ve stayed in the dark.” He smiled faintly, even through exhaustion. “That’s my line.” Dante snorted. “You two gonna flirt or fight?” I shot him a glare. “Both.” We split. Akira covered the left flank, his shadow constructs shredding through hunters. Mara took the rear, launching silver runes that detonated on impact. Dante went full berserker, spinning his dual blades like a storm of black glass. And Raymond and I—our bond lit the core of the room like a heart on fire.

Dee and Luca just stared as if I had gotten into some sort of trouble while Luciano just stared at me like I have offended the gods. “I don’t give a fuck what your name is, bitch. I will call you three and…” Hold on a minute! “That is just a number” I frowned “you can just call me Amara and save yourself the stress”. “Or I could just slice you open and save myself the stress of having a mouthy bitch like you in my fucking house!” Luciano yelled. Evil.

Alfredo Fabri POV “What do you mean missing?” “This is simply an Impious fad, preposterous!” “Marco, what's your take on this?” Marino raked like a loose dog who hadn't been given a bone to chew on. Marino Salvatore was Caporegime, one of the most revered Men of the Family. People often said he had an Aura to his personality, but I agree to disagree. Marino was simply a coward who cowered under the glory of his extravagantly sashayed wealth. Wearing heavy gold and jewelry surfaced above furry coats and clothings, attracting unwanted attention to no one but himself.

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”