Marionetta Book Novels & Stories

He took a sniff and exhaled. “Thank you for this..!” Keenan beamed at her causing her to blush. “No problem.” A shy smile on her lips. Keenan bid farewell and left soon after. As he held the book, he read the book cover. “Spell of the Lonely Dream. By Aurora Salcedo.” Mariano heard him. “Salcedo? Isn’t that their family name?” Keenan looked up. “Yeah. What a coincidence, right?” “It surely is.” Mariano said.

It was from Marina. “Oh, great,” I muttered, holding up the book like it was something radioactive. “This has her name all over it.” Richard leaned over the back of the couch, peering at the cover. “Wow. Subtle as ever, huh?” I flipped through the pages, skimming a few sentences here and there. The tone was just as I expected—authoritative, prescriptive, and full of phrases like never, always, and must. I could practically hear Marina’s voice narrating it.

“You’re glowing. Between that dress, the necklace, and the bracelet, I swear you’re seconds away from being on a magazine cover. Forget Paula-whatever-her-name, you’re the real future headline.” Rolling my eyes, I added a soft nude lipstick and a swipe of mascara. “Stop hyping me up, or I’ll start believing you.” “Believe it, Demetria,” she said firmly. “Marion is out here pulling stunts for you. Cars, purses, necklaces? You’d better let the man cash in on his investment tonight.” I choked on my own laugh. “Anas!”

We are going to have to take her out to the barrier soon to test Marietta’s theory and I don’t know how my friend is going to deal with that. Jason is sitting on the couch, in his usual sentinel spot, reading a very old book. I catch his eye, but he shakes his head while glancing at her. It has to be about magic or witches or something to do with his mate. He’s never been one to study unless it is absolutely necessary. This must fall under that category. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions

One by one, all the books on the shelf slid off the racks and fell over us, our hands, chest, and head. “Step back!” I growled at Mariella. She didn’t. She pursed her lips instead and pressed her brows. Standing on her spot, she bore through the torture until all the books were on the floor, disarrayed in a pile. I heaved a sigh as our eyes met. Fear floated in hers and she tore her gaze to the pile. “Let me adjust the shelf,” I said to her. “Don’t move or it’ll fall on us.” She nodded. Making sure her hands were sturdy, I grabbed the end of the shelf and angled it back on the wall so that it wouldn’t fall over or slip back. I huffed, shaking my hands and cracking my knuckles.

"But we have some issues here. I can't read the content. It says only a true alpha with divine power from the moon goddess can decipher it." Marinetta stood up, a determined glint in her eyes. "I’ll give it a try." She took the book from Maranda and, to everyone's amazement, began to read the ancient text. "The book lists the materials needed for a ritual and some spells," she explained, her voice steady.

Now I have to fix this mess my bastard of a cousin had brought upon me. 🎲🎲♠️♥️♣️♦️♠️♥️♣️♦️🎲🎲 María's pov- I sunk to the floor. My knees crashing to the ground beneath me. I couldn't control my emotions any longer. Who was that man? He reminded me of Lucien so much. My mind has to be playing tricks. My eyes were reaching trying to grasp ahold of anything to keep My Lucien alive.

Luna Martha informed me, handing me a stack of paper which I put on my lap. The title read 'Rules for Dinners’ and it was one of the many books which she had given me to read and study. This book was twenty pages long and it had a load of words and images which told me what to wear, how to act and so forth. I really felt bad for the trees that this book came out of.

Nerrian admitted shaking his head. When I showed up today, he had given me a book and was translating the words in my head again. At times it had been disconcerting, but it worked incredibly well. Even before my mind wandered off, I still learned a lot. I flushed again in embarrassment. I am sorry my mind is- "Use your words," he told me. I furrowed my eyebrows as I struggled to think of the words. "Relax your mind, Lady Mara. Let the words come to you," Nerrian instructed.

Mara had no idea of what the book was about; those words were all it had and the back was completely plain and painted red. ‘’I need to get out of here before the Alpha comes back’’ Mara quickly placed everything just as she had met it and walked out. Heading to the room, Luna Henrietta looked like she aged even more when she was away. This was not normal, but Mara knew her limits, she could not inquire about such. Hiding the red-painted book from the luna, Mara hands over the book of spells. Luna Henrietta, desperately flipped through the pages of the book, with all her might.