Marissa Definition Novels & Stories

I was worse off than a maid here as all I ever did was to repeat the same cycle of cooking, cleaning, washing and running errands like a clock work. However, today felt different. The atmosphere pulsed with tension, an electric sensation I couldn't fully identify. The origin? Marissa Devaro. The pack had dedicated weeks to get ready for her arrival, and now she was present—Thomas's selected mate, his ideal, aristocratic counterpart. She embodied all the qualities I lacked: striking, strong, and completely merciless. The sole heir of a Billionaire Alpha who died in a plane crash alongside his Luna, making her the only successor, but her ambition for more power fuels gossip about her all aroun

He whispered, confirming if that’s the name she had really called out. Kiara nodded, “Mhm. She had short hair, about ye’ tall” She raised her hand above her head in front of her body, “ and she had brown eyes. Does that ring a bell to you? “Yes. Marissa was my business associate, back at the previous startup I used to work at. He explained rather slowly. What was she doing back in Texas? He thought she’d gone back to New York City for good. “Oh? Yeah, that’s what she told me as well. Former business associates.” She squinted her eyes, staring at Luca. Their stories seemed to tally, and it looked like she had nothing to worry about.

He asks gently, surprising me that his voice doesn't hold any of its earlier threatening tones. "Amaris. Amaris Redding," I reply, only to realize belatedly that I let my manners get the best of me. Why not just dish yourself up for them on a silver platter, I internally chastise myself as I slowly take a step away from the trio, ready to make a run for it at any moment if necessary.

I said, still not sparing her a glance. “I…. Uhm….” I heard Marissa, a lady about five years older than me, whispering prattle and hesitating to leave, but it did not last long before she sighed and affirmed that she got my given orders loud and clear. “I understand, Miss Christoff. I’ll take my leave now if you don’t need anything else,” Marissa politely stated.

I lean up and softly kiss him on the mouth, my eyes filling with emotions and tears, sniffing back the sudden surge of happiness. “You’re pathetic. Both of you. Screw you both!” Marissa throws her glass at the wall and storms toward the closed door, spitting venom at us both, sheer hatred, and disgust all over that face. “You’ll wake up one day and look at that miserable icy little bitch you married and think of me, Jake. I was your first love and despite this bullshit show right here, you kissed me, you still want me, and you’re just too hung up on the past to see that.” She turns to me with pure malice. “Good luck trying to trust him, Emma. I can assure you he will crawl into my bed repeat

“I can feel it.” All eyes turned to the woman in the corner. Tall. Elegant. Blonde hair braided over one shoulder. A red scarf wrapped around her neck. Her name was Marissa. And she loved Marek. She loved him deeply, painfully, obsessively. She had dreamed for years of becoming Luna. Of standing beside him. Of being chosen. Aveline had ruined that in a single night. Marissa spoke at last, voice low and icy. “She needs to be removed.”

About the Author Mariss Mariano, also known as marisswrites on W*****d, is a 24-year old writer living in the province of Nueva Ecija, Philippines. She fell in love with writing at the age of 14 when she started scribbling on her big notebook about the first story she wanted to write. Two years later (2013), she found herself writing in an online platform called W*****d and that starts her career as an online writer focusing on Romance but trying to explore different genre. Mariss won The Watty Awards 2020 with her winning story Saving Serene under Young Adult category. The story is about a woman named Serene who lost her will to live because she didn’t know what she wants to do with her lif

she said as Eric lowered his head in shame "I need to visit the company tomorrow, with Micheal still sitting behind bars and that bloody idiot in charge of the company, it would be a piece of cake," she said as Eric opened his mouth to talk, "Oh shut up, Eric, you have no room to talk anymore," she said as Eric quickly closed his mouth, "Once I get rid of that blind b*tch, it wouldn't be long until I get rid of Tommy, it's brilliant," she said as her eyes lit up, "But first I need to get rid of Nico, he's a little brat on his own, but it's a good thing that I'm a good looking woman," Marissa said as she bit her bottom lip before strutting out the room with a wide smirk on her face, "It's gam

Marissa you really needed to think before you did things you idiot. "I don't see it as a bad thing." Travis mused. "You seem to be a rogue and weirdo magnet, with being able to mind link you I can come to the rescue if you get attacked or bothered again." "Does it look like I need your help?" I snapped. "I can handle things myself you know." Travis laughed out loud at my words, "Of course you can. My Marissa is the strongest." "Who is your Marissa?" I asked glaring.

" She has a pleasing face, she believes that few men are able to resist, she has the confidence! Except Alex Brown, whom she could not get so far. Adams Harrah's mouth curled up in a sneer, "Do you pose like that in Alex Brown' bed?" "Marissa Miller smiled and said: "No, you may not believe it, I have never had sex with him, he may not be OK! " Marisa Miller's heart was full of resentment, she was furious that Alex Brown wouldn't touch her, and now she thought it was because of that Emma Rosy! She didn't want to admit her incompetence in front of Adams Harrah, so she put the blame on Alex Brown. Adams Harrah's lips curled in disdain,