Mark Mark Fruit Novels & Stories

“That’s the problem.” Mark studied her, then shifted and stood. “What are you doing?” “Fixing something,” he replied, then walked out. Mia frowned in confusion. “Fixing what? Wait, is he mad at me?” Minutes passed. “He’s definitely mad,” she whispered to herself, just as the door opened again. Mark returned, carrying a tray. Mia blinked. “Is that... breakfast?” “Observation skills improving,” he teased. She watched as he set down coffee, toast, fruit—simple, intentional. “You made this?”

Reid dropped to his knees beside the corpse, fingers brushing the man’s throat. “He’s dead,” he said grimly. “F**k,” Juno breathed. “We need to inform the Alpha. Right now.” Reid’s eyes narrowed. He leaned in closer, pulling back the collar to examine the wound. “F**king bloodsuckers,” he growled. “They did this.” Juno hesitated. “Are you sure?” “Look at his neck.” Reid pointed. “Those are vampire marks. Fang marks.” But Juno’s gaze travelled lower—her brows furrowed.

, Lucas joked, the first time he wasn't angry all morning, as he leaned on one of the big trees in the camp site. "Yeah, it took us a second or two to give it a try", Mark said jokingly, as he walked past Lucas, heading for the camp tent to get their food provisions. Mark picked one of the backpacks that had the food in it and brought it out of the tent. "Let's have beef jerky and dried fruits", he said, as he brought them out. Lucas and Andrew both joined Mark where he was and took their seats. "I'm starving", Lucas said, as he took a bite.

Mark added and he laughed because it's true. ****** ****

Lucian asked. “Yes,” Mark replied as he took a bite of apple. “How dare you? You devil!” muttered Lucian angrily. “Who told you can touch my things? That body wash is one in a million and just by smell I can tell that you have emptied my entire body wash’s bottle.” “Stop complaining. I will gift you a better body wash than that. I have not brought my things so, I had no option than to use that,” Mark said as he chewed the apple. Smile wasn’t leaving his lips which was noticed by Lucian. He turned off the flame and turned to look at Mark.

George allowed mia to assist Eiji but only to assist him not to help him come up with the exact dessert. "so what are you going to make next?" asked mia who is looking at the two finished products that Eiji was testing. "Well, Mr. Cain said that his girlfriend loves chocolate and strawberry in particular but so far the ones that we've made are a triple mouse with a candied strawberry form that has hot strawberry filling inside and Saint-Honore with the filling of strawberry filling drizzled with chocolate. This is not the first time that I am doing a dessert for a couple but for some reason, I can't think of any that can satisfy Mr. Cain's demand. URGH! This is so irritating!" Eiji just coul

"Here, eat this. You like pears the most. I got these from the best grocery store nearby. They're packed with juice." After the conflict over Mia, the two brothers had actually grown closer. They supported each other through hardship. Mark, who was holding a pear, looked flustered and explained to Jessie, "I only reached out because I saw the news and knew he was around. If you don't want him here, I can ask him to leave." Freddy wanted to say Mark cared too much about what Jessie thought, but he recalled how he only made it here because of Jack, so he swallowed his resentment.

I didn’t feel like talking to anyone. I threw on some clothes from the floor and ran my hands through my hair. I normally would just leave without eating, but this morning I felt thirsty. Unusually thirsty. I went to the fridge and grabbed a half gallon of red grapefruit juice. In a sudden frenzy, I tore off the top and gulped it right from the container. I didn’t stop gulping until I’d downed the entire half gallon.

Would’ve I was dead? I quickly got up from my bed, turning on the lights. I ran over to my mirror and looked at myself in horror. There was a huge bite mark on my right shoulder. It was still slightly red, but it couldn’t have healed this quickly. I ran my hands over the new sore, grimacing when I felt pain. It wasn’t a dream?