Mark Reyes Novels & Stories

Reyes nodded, a look of utter anguish sweeping over his dark, scarred features. "I can fix it, nena," he said, his voice raw. He went to his knees in front of her and took her hand in his, pressing his lips against the back, touching the mark. "Fuck, Casey, for the first time in my life I feel shame. Shame because when I first saw this mark, all I could think was that I wanted to twist it, to take it for my own. To burn this beautiful flesh with my own mark." She saw that shame deep in his soul as fury burned in his dark eyes. He looked at her from the floor, a position of significance for a man like him to take in front of a woman. "That I could ever harm my woman so brutally, strike her lo

he smiled widely. The only thing I got from that was that the tall piece of man meat was going to be staying with us and I've just been dumped, it's the best thing that could ever happen, I mean, just imagine waking up and walking into the bathroom to see him, shirtless, towel wrapped around his waist, exposing his v-line a little, the messy wet hair and the water sliding down his body. "Go say hi." Jonathan said, pulling me from my thoughts. My mum had already left and he was looking straight at me and him, "Okay." I said and began walking towards him, "Hi," I extended my arm, "I'm Jade."

That didn't make him felt bad like Raymond thought it would. "I thought that was only me. I couldn't go against him" Raymond moaned. "Not only us,no one here can. I think that is why he is called the Devil. Let me start working on the tonic" he walked away from Raymond toward the table. ************** "I am very happy to see you walk again" Reyes was full of smiles as he walked with Mayor Mount in the hospital hallway. "I am not that easy to kill, not with a sword" Mayor Mount boasted and flashed his grin.

“I did some digging and found out you were not in support of Allen's act, so he tried to kill you, we are both victims, and I want us to take revenge.” “I am sorry, Maria, but I can't do that, I will kill Allen myself,” he growled getting up from his seat. “Allen is not in your league anymore, you can't kill him anymore, thanks to your lie, I was kicked out of the company and Allen became a member of The Rodriguez's group, almost becoming chairman of the company.” “I will get him myself, you don't worry,” he said and stormed out. How resilient…but foolish. Adam walked towards me. “What should we do?”

He approves his family, that was when instinct took over. 'Get up Cain' a voice called out from my coma state, I open my eyes look around checking my surrounding it looks like a dungeon, still questioning how I got to this place before it all came back, the mouth watering smell, the new born pup, his second chance mate I'm not sure how that is possible, marking the new born pup, sliver piercing my shoulder and losing consciousness. Everything came back to me, I couldn't believe I mark a child, I feels so disgusted in this act of mine. I'm still a monster after all if I could mark a little baby, sealing her permanently to me with out given her a chance to choose me.

Doctor Jimenez said that it was only natural that my breasts grew even bigger because of my pregnancy and if there is someone happy with my breasts getting bigger, it's none other than Michael. "Gosh, you look like the young Tom Cruise but hotter than him, Brent." Kissa suddenly commented and then she plants small kisses on the hot security guard's nape causing him to moan. "Ye-yeah, I got that a lot from the girls I've met on Tinder. I just wish I'm way richer than Tom Cruise, eh?" The hot security guard replied jokingly in the middle of his accented moans. I can tell that Brent–the hot security guard, is overwhelmed with Kissa's hand masturbating his long and hard shaft, and at the same ti

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

From the courthouse press liaison, someone Marion had introduced us to only that morning. You need to see this. Reyes just gave an interview outside the courthouse twenty minutes ago. It’s already live. I clicked the link with hands that had only just stopped shaking, and watched Marcus Reyes’s face fill my screen, calm, composed, speaking directly into a reporter’s microphone. “I have nothing left to lose,” he was saying. “Which means I have nothing left to hide either.”

He releases his grip on my mouth and forcefully spins me around to face him. This man is nothing like Thomas. His eyes are a deep shade of brown, and a scar runs across one of his eyebrows. His hand is grimy and covered in black grime, slicked back by natural grease, and I can detect the lingering smell of smoke on his breath. I glance over his shoulder and spot Dale standing there, offering me a smile accompanied by a gentle wave of his finger.

"The Riveras. What could possibly be worth all this?" Marco's eyebrows rose. "Oh, you know about that? Been snooping, have we?" "What did they offer you?" I repeated. He smiled then. "Offer? They didn't offer me anything. I'm not just a member of the Rivera family, Arya.” He stepped closer. “I'm one of the original founders. Second-in-command. I've been building this alliance for years, long before you can even think of it." The room spun. "You… you're a Rivera?"