Marinette X Alya Novels & Stories

Alaeric’s Pov I sat at my desk, the heavy oak surface covered in maps that I couldn't even see. My eyes were fixed on a single ink blotch, but my mind was miles away, trapped in that dusty, dark room with her. I could still feel the phantom heat where her fingers had brushed mine. I could still hear her voice not the quiet, broken whisper of a servant, but the roar of a woman who had been pushed too far. “My name is Alyse! Stop calling me Red Hollow!”

I bit my lip when he got up from the couch to take off his clothes desperately, and I took advantage of ogling it at every garment he took off, knowing what would come when he was completely naked. “What the hell...?” My eyes widened at the sight of a tattoo on his chest. It wasn't just any tattoo, of course. On his left chest there was an A written in cursive letter and inside the letter I could see a landscape. "I wanted to take your memory with me, Abbie,” he explained, kneeling naked between my legs, "I always wanted to remember the first moment we met." “Is it the island?” I asked looking at it closely; I liked how incredible the blue sky, palm trees and sand looked. It was as if the A

I’d feel terrible if I didn’t save him, considering how close we are. “So, let me get this straight. You ditched your buddy as soon as you saw him because you were scared of Xandriel? I know his name is Jeremiah,” I replied, my mind racing. “I had been thinking about the future while we were on the run, you know? My buddy is seriously at risk of losing his life to Xandriel. According to your Alpha, there’s no need to worry; he’ll be visiting the prison while everyone else is at the party. You can’t go to that party,” Alaya said in her Scottish accent, which she tried to keep in check around Xandriel. He couldn’t stand the Scots and genuinely believed they were the origin of the Moon Goddess’

She could hear animalistic sounds coming from outside and while she was glad that they had not been killed, she wasn’t so sure about this time. She could hear the snapping of bones and she knew that the fight got more serious than it was before. Right outside, Alpha Xander stood above Alpha Norman. “Spare me please.” He begged. Xander wanted to spare him so he could be an example to other Alphas who wanted to be over ambitious. He needed to remind them that this was his territory and nothing happened without his permission. But then he looked at the three girls whose lifeless bodies lay in the grass. He made up his mind.

We laughed together, and I felt the last remnants of that old chapter truly close. "That's not all I brought." Elena's expression turned mischievous as she nodded toward the party inside. "I also packed my best lingerie because have you seen Alpha Xander? Those shoulders should be illegal in at least twelve territories." I nearly choked on my champagne. "Xander? Alpha of Granite Ridge Xander?" "The very same." Elena's eyes tracked him through the glass doors as he laughed with Isabella and Cici. "I met him briefly in the entrance hall when I arrived. Freya, I swear to the moon goddess, the moment our eyes met, something just..."

“You can try.” I focused my attention on him. Alex’s warning about me projecting my thoughts entered my mind. The last thing I wanted to do was to embarrass myself more than I already had so I cleared my mind and focused on something simple. “You’re a cat.” His lips twitched. “You’re mate is a jealous ass.” A laugh burst from my lips. “He also wants to kill me for sitting this close to you and making you laugh.” I risked a glance at Ryder. He was indeed glaring daggers at Xan.

But instead, he was turning those dark, heavy eyes toward me in the dim dashboard light, waiting for my answer. Just then, as if sensing the sudden, suffocating panic rising in my throat, Xavier continued smoothly, his voice taking on an assuring, almost gentle rhythm. "Don't worry, Marissa. You won't be stranded in a room full of stiff board members. Alina will be there too. I promise you wouldn't feel bored for a single second." He paused, a small, knowing tilt forming at the corner of his lips as he glanced at me through his thick lashes. "Perhaps we can finally catch a glimpse of her mysterious boyfriend, too."

It makes perfect sense in my mind. “It’s Sinful,” I say quickly. Kael frowns, looking at me skeptically, however, I’m sure I am right on that one. “Can’t you smell that? It’s jasmine, and what does Sinful’s scent? Jasmine…” Grayson blinks a few times, not quite understanding. He doesn’t know Kael is involved with Sinful. “It’s just wildflowers, Jada.” How do you tell an Alpha he is wrong?

Is he trying to make Rylan mad? Mara seems to notice, as she nudges Kaden again. When he glances down at her, she frowns, which is an amusing sight to see on her pretty face. It's impressive how well she stands up to Kaden, which can't be an easy feat, and not just because he's the Alpha of Vengeance. "She does, doesn't she," Rylan says, his voice tight as he turns to look at me. The gaze is only brief, but it chills my blood. "She was just about to take her apple back to her room."