Marinette Diary Novels & Stories

She was his mate, and instead of loving her, he banished her when she killed the love of his life...

Emily intensely helplessly. “We’ll stand beside you soon, Marius… Wait a little bit more…” continued Mr. Saber remarkably helplessly. Out of the blue, really unluckily, really unfortunately, the stormy sea water smote the ship extraordinarily violently. The ship was cracked and split into two. Then, Marius and his parents were forever split up. “No…! No…! Marius! Marius!” screamed Mrs. Emily Marchand at the climax of her terror and fright. “Marius…! Marius…!” screamed Mr. Saber Marchand also at the peak of his terror and life.

he asked hopefully. “Really. I love it. I love you.” “I love you too.” Marcus had settled on the foot of the bed while Kael played, and now he reached for my free hand, bringing it to his lips to press a soft kiss to my palm. “Better?” he asked. “Much better.” “Good. Because we have more comfort activities planned.” “More?” “Darius brought his book of terrible pack histories,” Zane said with a grin. “The ones with all the ridiculous dramatic stories about star-crossed lovers and tragic misunderstandings.”

He hesitated, face ashen, staring at me with hollow eyes that held newfound respect and regret. I ignored him, surrounded by admiring wolves, and proceeded to the elder's platform to receive the victor's medallion. Ceremonial wine flowed freely, and someone handed me a magnificent bouquet of rare arctic blue moon blossoms. Within the flowers was an elegantly written note. "Your wolf was always Alpha. The pack awaits its true leader. - Nathan"

Mansterville Part 1 ~Waverly~ It was around the end of October when the convoy of moving trucks rolled up in front of the gated old mansion that sat just across the road from us. I had heard them coming down the private drive, gears grinding & shifting. I was actually very impressed they had managed to maneuver the huge 18 wheelers down the winding narrowed pig trail. I stopped halfway up the stairs rushing back down to the sitting room as fast as I could.

Nahuli naman kami ni Marinette na ganun kaya ngumisi si Marinette sa akin. "Ayieee, first time ko makita si Lorenzo na ngumiti. Ayieee! Ngumiti si Lorenzo sa iyo. Kayo na ba?" pang-usisa sa akin ni Marinette kaya napa pout na lang ako sa tanong niya. "No and never," saad ko na nagpangisi pa lalo kay Marinette. Nakita ko naman na biglang tumayo si Lorenzo habang papalapit sa amin. Agad ko hinila si Marinette papunta sa harap ni Chief Franco.

Le professeur viendra pour la suite. Le mercredi soir les filles se rendent pour travailler en groupe. Marinette était déjà là avant elle afin de ne point subir les sanctions du groupe. Alors que tous étaient là fille comme garçon les présentations de font jusqu'au tout de cette dernière. Nous t'écoutons dit Taty - Je m'appelle Marinette Da Cruz. J'ai 13 ans . Soit la bienvenue ma grande. Ici nous sommes une famille donc sache que tu es en famille.

" You’re more than welcome, you can go anywhere in the reserve. And the sun is good for Denny, he loves it." "Just do not leave without warning us, here is a quiet and peaceful place, but many of the residents do not know you. And there might be some... weird stuff going on around here." "Like Cailan’s eyes and your teeth?" Abby asked boldly, throwing us a smirk saying she wasn’t stupid. "When are you gonna tell me what you really are?" My heart was racing with her question. That’s it! The time had come to reveal us. I just didn’t know if I was more elated about telling her or finally being able to say that she was our mate and that we were connected forever.

“Ye can bet on that, fella.” Dennis hefted the crowbar and went into the house. The others followed, looking into the gloom as they went. Agnes found a light switch in the hall and clicked it a few times, her efforts making no difference. Dennis led the way, their footfalls on the stone steps echoing about the reception hall. Maud stopped halfway to look upon a large painting of a clipper riding on a stormy ocean, recognising it as Charlotte Elizabeth, the vessel that had succumbed to a false light before being wrecked on the rocks of Monument Point.

I stopped the recording because now there was nothing to record. I smiled, thinking about the reaction of the Maira when she would get to know that her fated mate was killed by her so-called human boyfriend. And I already knew a perfect day to disclose this news. . #TBC