Marissa Gilbert Novels & Stories

Vega inquired of Amaria. Amaria dismounted her horse and dashed towards Teresa. "Teresa, What's the problem? What occurred?" Amaria inquired. As Teresa looked at Amaria, her lips trembled and tears welled up in her eyes, "This is not how I recall Silvan." 'I can't feel Gaia's energy.' she thought. She knelt, covered her eyes, and sobbed even more, "I can't feel life at all, every single person in this town is dead."

It was his former blind date, a materialistic woman who was always on the hunt for a rich man—Marissa Campbell! Marissa and her family had been lying low since Charlie was killed, so it was rare to see them around. Little did Frederick expect to find her working in this bridal shop! "What? You think by cozying up to Gavin, you're untouchable? That you can kick my family out of Mirage City?" Marissa retorted, her hands on her hips. "Let me tell you! You're dreaming! No matter how powerful Gavin is, he's just an underground emperor! He can't meddle in matters outside of that!

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

She was glad he was okay. Afterward, Tessa went ahead to stand next to the restaurant's employees. There were quite a lot, and she stood next to the few she knew; Marissa. “Those bitches will pay for harming Mr. Gabriele. So don't worry, 'kay Tessa?” The extremely tattooed, rebel-looking but overly sweet Marissa whispered to Tessa. “I'm already working on it!” She snickered, recalling how successful she almost is in taking Maria's spot in being a ballet dancer of the W Empire, the biggest entertainment industry.

"I'm asking you to let it slip. Quietly. To the right person. Let it spread on its own. By the time it reaches Vexeon, it won't be a rumor I started. It'll just be something everyone already knows." Marcus studied him for a long moment. "You really hate them that much." "I don't hate them," Tyson said. "I just think the pack deserves a king whose mate didn't betray him before the wedding even happened." Marcus exhaled, looking off toward the trees. "My cousin works for Gilbert. Does odd jobs around the house sometimes." "Perfect," Tyson said. "Start there." *** That evening, Giselle sat cross-legged on her bed, phone in her hand, scrolling without really seeing anything on the screen. Her mo

I knew then, like I know now. My name is Marissa Gilbert. I come from a long line of healers who have precious blood, worth as much as gold dust, though it is not golden. Even with this magical blood that has the capabilities to heal any condition and injury, one would think I would be treated as a queen, sadly that is not the case. I’m looked down upon in the pack all because of what and who my parents are. They were traitors as they went rogue, leaving me to my grandfather without a word. No one is permitted to mention their names within the New Dawn Pack because they are traitors. As for what they did to be labelled as such, the story changes with who you a

With all this happening, she was determined to make the company rise again so she could rub her success in the face of her enemies who said she would fail. Rosy was working on some project files she believed would help make some difference in the company's performing metrics when her phone buzzed with a message. She shifted her gaze to her phone and saw Lyla's name in the bubble notification. She picked up her phone, unlocked the screen and tapped on the image which she had downloaded into her gallery. Her eyes widened at what she saw. The original documents of Mingle International. The document she was tasked to look for. From the content Lyla sent to her, she realized Mingle International

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

Gilbert walked towards Marcus with Linda who's face was bitter, Linda is selfish unlike Gilbert who still has a bit of conscience, but she can't disobey Gilbert since she's just from a commoner family when they met. "Mr. Eastwood, We meet again! how are you doing?" Gilbert asked the moment they stood in front of Marcus. "Oh Mr. Thayers, I'm doing fine just how the project between us is as far as I remember." Marcus answered then flashed a small smile, he's confused why Hershey and the granddaughters were not with him. "Oh yes it is really doing well, thanks to you Mr. Eastwood, I am hoping we could collaborate more in the future!" Gilbert enthusiastically said then turns her glance on Beatri

Why send it to me and not Charlotte's parents or even the Police? "Genie, are you ok?". Maise looks at me concerned with her big brown eyes. She's as blonde as I am dark. People would describe us as polar opposites but we work well together and have even formed a friendship outside of work. "I'm ok Maisie. Sorry, I'm preoccupied today. I received some unusual news this morning and I'm trying to decide what to do about it".