Marisa X Reimu Novels & Stories

She gave me a small smile. — Hello, bella. I am Marisa. I am here to help you get ready. I stood frozen for a moment. No aggression. No disdain in her voice. Just… warmth. A striking contrast after these last hours of fear, silence, and tension that made my eyes well up despite myself. — Help me… with what? I asked, my voice hoarse. — To get ready for your wedding, of course, she replied softly. We can’t keep Santino waiting too long.

Then, Marie, came inside the room too while humming. “Oh gosh~ It is so refreshing to take a bath after a long time of working,” Marie said, drying her orange hair. As she lifted her head, she saw Cris staring at the door with a confuse expression on her face. So she asked, “Why are you looking like that? As if you saw a ghost.” “Well,” Cris said with a sigh. “Reese is being weird.” When Marie heard that the topic is Reese, whom she had to watch over, she enthusiastically asked. “Why? What happened? Why do you think she’s weird? Tell me. Tell me~”

MARCELLA A SMOOTH PLAN AND A SMOOTHIE "Did you see that?" I blinked incredulously at my best friend, Alexis as we stood gaping at Ximena as she found her way up the stairs disappearing into the pearly hallway. "Do you agree with me now something Is off about her?" I added moving and motioning Alexis towards the kitchen. She settled by the island watching as I went over to get her something to drink. "She's the same girl. She's now married to the most powerful wolf in Selenia. I would act that way and worse if I had Chase. You know I've loved him all my life. But how come he's not saying anything? "

Marissa POV Just then, the heavy silence of the studio was broken by the sound of a chair scraping back. Someone stood up from a drafting table near the window and walked directly toward me, breaking the tension that Vivienne had left hanging in the air. "Sorry for the nuisance, Marissa. I am Naomi Reyes, and it is nice to meet you. It’s truly wonderful to have you here," she said, extending her hand.

Rei walked us closer and spoke to his mother, “I know you’ve met Jasmine but not as my wife. This is Jasmine Roríguez.” Josefina’s smile grew as she came closer and wrapped her arms around me, enveloping me in a cloud of her perfume. “Jasmine, we’re sad we weren’t able to see Rei wed.” Her smile returned. “But now that you’re both here, we’re happy you did.” “I’m sorry,” I said. “Dario wouldn’t let me leave without the marriage.”

Amaria inquired as the chimaeras circled her and Ammon and began to approach them. There isn't any time. Teresa went over to Rex's ear and whispered a spell, but nothing happened. She thought for a second and was certain it would work this time. She whispered another made-up spell, and Rex's earring returned to normal, and she turned to do the same for Jareth. Teresa then said to Rex, "help me and Jareth get to Ammon and Amaria as soon as possible." Teresa and Jareth mounted Rex and charged through the chimeras as they approached Amaria and Ammon.

People moving through the space with the focused efficiency of somewhere that had a lot to do. Everyone looked up when we came in. The specific quality of a room that had been expecting this. Amara had told them. Or they had read the piece. Or both. The machines did not stop. Work continued. But there was a quality of awareness in the room that had not been there before we walked through the door. A woman appeared from the back. Marisol Reyes. I recognized her immediately from Amara's descriptions. Fifty three years old. Built like someone who had never had the luxury of being fragile. Moving through her space with the specific authority of someone who had built it from nothing and knew ever

But not for Marisa. Every time she looked at Selena— she remembered. You’re still my friend. Her chest hurt. By evening— most people had left. Selena remained. Preparing. Checking reports. Reviewing presentation. Marisa sat at her desk. Watching. Then Selena stood. Stretching. She looked over. “You’re still here?” Marisa blinked. Selena smiled. “You should go home.” Marisa nodded. But didn’t move. Selena walked over. Placed something on her desk.

"Is there a problem?" I took a breath, composing myself despite the anger and hurt churning in my stomach. "Cade, this is Marissa from Moonclaw Palace. She… is Ruel's mate.” Cade’s expression didn't change, but I felt his tension increase through our bond. "Are you here seeking revenge?" he asked Marissa directly. "For your alpha?” Marissa's confidence faltered slightly under Cade's cold stare. "I'm here as a guest, invited to the ceremony like everyone else."

The sound echoed in the training room, a satisfying crack that resonated with her fury. From behind her, she heard Ken almost clap in approval, and Liam let out a low, amused laugh. Isla felt a rush of empowerment as she stood her ground, her heart racing with adrenaline. “You are a pathetic excuse for a man in this world,” she said, her voice steady and fierce. “It’s fortunate you dumped me, or else I would have lived a life of lies if I had stayed your mate and married you. You’re a bastard, Marvi.” Just then, Ken stepped forward, his hand reaching out to touch Marvi’s neck. Isla watched as Marvi’s expression shifted to something different and serious. She could see the moment his consciou