Mark Watney Novels & Stories

Werewolf fractures healed in forty-eight hours, reliable, efficient, entirely predictable, and I had simply found the continued performance of impairment strategically useful. A healthy Ethan was an Ethan who went on mountain surveys. But a recovering Ethan was an Ethan who stayed in the hotel with his thoughts and his tracking app and watched his brother take the woman he loved up a geological formation that the storm had rendered significantly unstable. I felt the sensation of a man who has been playing a very long and very careful game and is now genuinely frightened that something has gone wrong with the board. "Private helicopter. Emergency extraction. Mountain coordinates, I'm sending

I try calming him down by telling him we are going to find our mate now but he is getting more and more agitated. I walk into a much larger man and stagger a bit. It is Beta Austin. Mate

“You’re wrong.” Her throat worked, but she didn’t look away. “You’re still my mate,” I said, my voice dropping to a whisper. “And until I say otherwise, you’re not going anywhere. And I do not care how many papers you file, I will just burn them all and I will make you a watch.”

Elizabeth and Jasmine couldn't help but wonder how this unexpected revelation would alter the fate of their family. Mara found herself in a surreal moment as Alpha Jake Thomson, Alpha Dwayne Richards, and Alpha Shane Lincoln walked toward her. Their presence alone demanded respect and authority, and their striking appearances left her momentarily awestruck. Alpha Jake, with his rugged charm and piercing blue eyes, extended his hand toward Mara. She gingerly shook it, her voice soft as she responded, "I'm Mara." Alpha Dwayne, tall and imposing with a stern yet kind expression, followed suit. His grip was firm, but his handshake carried a sense of reassurance. "Dwayne Richards," he introduced

When I hear the beat of his heart, I feel myself drift back to sleep, relaxed from the steady rhythm. ...Damian POV... I knew I had tired Haley out completely after our late-night activities. Her energy levels have already been significantly low. Something that will steadily improve the more she has a chance to get back into a regular routine. Dr. Matthews advised not to let her overdo too much. As it could end up harming her. I've tried to make sure that never happens, but Haley's stubborn. She thinks I don't know what she shes doing, but I can see it plain as day. She refuses to use the walker, in fear that it's taking her independence from her or making her look weak. But little does she

Luckily enough she prescribed me to food, water and sleep, and I was left to crawl into the comfortable bed Grayson offered me, and wait. I could have slept, lying there in the clutches of pure softness and silk, but every time I closed my eyes, Grayson was there, and Cal, and Reilly, and even Jasper. Where is that elusive, appear out of nowhere Alpha of Devotion anyway? Okay maybe I can't sleep. I mean, I've been unconscious for five days, with only small intervals between to be drugged again, so wasting away more time doesn't appeal to me very much. Should I just wait until Grayson is home? Why am I so anxious to see him anyway? Maybe because he's my mate...But I always thought I didn't ne

It was him. Mateo Santiago.

It was everything good and Mark howled inside him, excited and restless. 'Mate. Mate,' Mark howled again, the word echoing in his mind. But.... How could this be? What the hell just happened? ........why a human? Why would a human be his mate? Again? He blinked slowly, his nostrils flaring in irritation as if she wasn't even human. As if she was some house roach that he'd want to trample under his feet. “You’re human…” he murmured, barely audible. “But why does it smell like fate?”

It was no other person than Kelly Owens, Mark's Grandfather. "Supreme grand god Of War!" A military officer wearing his complete military uniform saluted, then sighed. "Information reaching us now conveys that your favourite student "Mark Owens" has chosen a wife, Hannah, Charity Wakins' grand ..... ". He was not done when three military officers emerged struggling to carry out an accelerator that has gotten bursted.

Ryan sat down on the chair, still carrying his usual lazy and indifferent look. “But everyone hasn't come yet. Is it starting?” Max grimaced at the number of people present; there were only about 20 or 25 people. Ryan's face was emotionless. “I have to go to work in a little while.” Max nodded and immediately ordered everyone to split up and practice. "We're a couple." Evelyn put her arm around me. While we were testing new weapons, Roger and Diana arrived. Following them was Violet. As soon as Violet saw Ryan, her eyes lit up, and her gentle voice sounded again. “Oh, am I late? It's a shame the first day didn't make a good impression."