Marissa Gilbert Novels & Stories

she says in a quiet voice. “Good, we are getting somewhere. Now where was I – oh yes, I was the toughest and bravest warrior Golden Moon Pack had. And one day I met my beautiful mate, Maria. She was stunning Kate and kind, so kind to everyone. And after a year we had a pup – a little girl named Ella. She was as beautiful as her mother,” I say losing myself for a moment down memory lane. Shaking myself, I realize I can’t afford to get too caught up in the past, I have revenge on my mind.

Her nervous face seemed relieved. After seeing it, I started eating again. While chewing the juicy steak in my mouth, I suddenly remembered the girl with a mask. The one and only Magda. I stopped eating and leaned my back on my seat. I remembered that Magda is living in the village where Angela lives. The village is small so it's possible she knew the mystery woman. "Angela..." I called out. She looked at me and stopped eating. "Yes, Clark?" she asked. I took a deep breath and released it slowly.

I said. "... you have had your ten, but then the Alpha gets you pregnant again? Abortion, Adoption or keep?" he finished. "Do you ever think the Alpha's brothers are hot?" Mason inquired "Or his sisters. Jesus Christ. Elena and Bella are the mateless ones, right?" Mason said. "There's sweet little Lisa too, but she's only sixteen." "Sixteen is old enough for me," Max said, a disturbing smile creeping onto his face. "You guys are sick," I spat only satisfying them even more.

Rita said, simply and calmly. "Let me make something clear to you, Miss Bethany Madison. Makaila is nothing like you. You are just a bundle of stupidity, foolishness, fake body, bitchiness and Sultriness. Makaila on the other hand is a pretty girl with an open heart, very smart, brave and courageous girl. If you didn't know that, know it now and get it into that empty brain of yours. At least there would be something in it." Rita told her to her face and that left Bethany awestruck.

Theon’s eyes widened in shock, mouth opening as if to speak, but no words came. Slowly, I turned to face her. Marissa. Or Tatiana, as she’d once been called. Her true name, the name that she was born with. I refused to want to see her as a Marissa, the weak woman that she has become. But then again, names were irrelevant now. She was a different woman now, a different person. She stood before me, bathed in the eerie glow of the setting sun filtering through the shattered windows, her hair cascading around her face, eyes glinting with dark amusement. My breath caught at her beauty, as perfect as the day I’d lost her, no, as perfect as the day she betrayed me. As perfect as I've seen her, and

“Yes, Tamia is different, and she has seen a lot of bad things in her life. She couldn’t get married because of her face, and because of that, life gave her a survival instinct. If she had gotten married too, she wouldn’t have been any different from Nazi. “Tell me about yourself too, Mom! How did you meet Dad? You were introduced to each other, weren’t you?” Sara was thoroughly enjoying the conversation. She had never had such a long talk with her mother before, and she was very happy to hear her tell stories from the past. Magdalena remembered everything. She remembered how they had decided she was old enough to marry, how they had chosen her fiancé for her. She remembered her wedding day,

Chapter Seven The file didn't say much. Maria Gilbert. Thirty-two years old. Newly married. Wife of Daniel Gilbert. No photograph. No detailed history. Nothing that explained what she had done or why she was a target. But there was only one instruction. Eliminate on sight. So when Elena slipped into the apartment Mr and Mrs.Gilbert owned, she knew not to waste time. The place was quiet. She moved through the living room without making a sound, her gaze sweeping over every corner as she went. Then, she heard it.

Stella persisted, her voice encouraging. "Stella, just stop, okay? Stop putting stupid ideas in my head. I'll call you tomorrow," Marissa interjected firmly, ending the conversation before closing her laptop with a sigh. As she sat in silence, thoughts of Efrain filled her mind. He was undeniably handsome, educated, and successful - everything a woman could want in a man. But Marissa couldn't shake her disbelief in love. She couldn't bear the thought of having her heart broken again by another man. No, she resolved, she would never be ready to open herself up to that kind of pain again.

Kisa nodded, "It's true. You could ask him if you don't believe me." Emma did not dare to ask Gilbert. Even if Gilbert was a divorcee with two children, he was still the man every woman desired and respected. Emma did not dare to ask such questions in their first meeting. Sharon got impatient looking at Kisa and Emma chatting. "Gilbert, you haven't introduced her to us yet." "She's Emma Thompson," Gilbert replied dryly, without further information. Sharon purposely let out a laugh and said, "Oh, so she's the blind date arranged by Mrs. Kooper Sr. What are your thoughts about Ms. Thompson, Kisa?"

she told her aunt, and I got up immediately, ready to leave. "Please stay, Scarlett. Stasia is leaving," Martha said, and Stasia grudgingly left. Martha returned to sit with me, but I was no longer comfortable. "Please relax. She is my late brother's daughter. Very misguided and rude. You have nothing to worry about. Also, I will plead with you not to report her to Alpha Maxwell. He can be a bit extreme. She is only bitter because she and Alpha Lucian had a fight. She said it was because of you." Martha explained, and I decided to leave because it was true. I did not need to do much when Martha realised the truth.