Markus Murphy Novels & Stories

I thought about all the sacrifices I had made to get to this moment, all the secrets I had kept and the lies I had told. As I walked, I couldn't help but think about the man waiting for me at the altar. Markus, with his chiseled features and piercing brown eyes, was a man who exuded confidence and power. He was a man who always got what he wanted, and I knew that he wanted me.

"He was a bit older than me. Popular. Kind. Handsome. All the girl's fancied him so, even though I'm an Alpha's daughter, I never expected him to notice me. I didn't know but he was hovering outside my birthday party, waiting for midnight to come, hoping he would be my mate. He was killed four months ago in an attack on our borders. My father suspects it may be the same wolves that killed your mate, that they're targeting Alpha mates, but I've not heard of any others being killed, so I think it's just a coincidence." "She talks too much." Kade grumbles in my mind and although I agree with him, at least she's talking about herself and not about Tegwen. "My mark disappearing was like losing hi

Ugly. Markus. The bastard stank of blood and arrogance. He’d been exiled years ago after killing those campers two innocent humans, just in the wrong place at the wrong time. Markus didn’t care. He never had. Proud. Violent. Entitled. And now his scent was back on their land. But Nathan wasn’t ready to take that to Jason yet. Not until he had proof. Not until it wasn’t just ghosts and guesses. Still, the weight of it hung around his shoulders like a storm cloud ready to break.

At that moment, Marcus absolutely wanted to pin Roderick on the ground and beat him up aggressively. Roderick, however, did not look at Marcus but only at the actress. "Mila, right?" Mila immediately nodded. "My name is Mila Murphy, and I'm from Northern Muslon. My skin is a little sensitive, so I'll often put on a lot of makeup. I have acting experience, especially acting as a vicious supporting actress. I have a rich experience in this. I don't have a high demand for the pay. I just want…to be friends with Master Marcus."

Kelvin replied, nodding his head. Ohhh… “Let me see.” I ordered with a calm voice. Kelvin then handed the documents to me as I opened them and began looking through every page of them, with Kelvin telling me about his discovery of Marcus's dealings in the underground market. “Who's Marcus?” I asked curiously. “He is also a Mafia, but a local Mafia at the underground; he has his own business and hasn't fully given his loyalty to me completely; he's among those still standing against me.” Kevin replied with a sharp tone.

Bethany "Everyone please welcome the new Alpha of the moonshine pack. Alpha Marcus Thompson!" Elder Murry has just finished officially announcing Marcus as Alpha and the room is swarming with cheers and howls. Marcus is standing tall and proud on the stage and I suddenly notice how much he's changed since I last saw him. His usual long black hair has been cut very short to his head, his once cheerful brown eyes now look dangerous and scary while his height of 6ft4 and his increase in body muscle leaves me feeling nervous, he's definitely not the Marcus I knew based on appearance

"Did he To be honest with you, I didn't go there," Murphy said. "I "As soon as we can," he said. "Follow me." He smiled. "He's still here?" Instant gratification. "I wanted to make it easy for you. You didn't want to go hauling around the Bronx, did you?" "Captain Murphy, you are a fucking all-star" he said. "Feel free to share your opinion with the Commissione The first thing he noticed about Luis Camacho was that

Markus is hot, too. He comes from a long line of warriors and holds a powerful look. He's about six foot two, with blonde hair that always looks like he's been freshly fucked. Probably has, let's be honest. Again werewolves' bodies are immaculate, and men's bodies, well, it's rare that they don't look so fucking lickable. His is no expectation, all those muscles and pale skin. Markus also has blue eyes, but they are dark blue, almost navy. Though they are gorgeous, his wolf throws a gold line throughout them when he appears. He leans his back against the fence but stands close enough for his side to graze my arm. Those eyes glisten at me, and with that grin that makes girls' panties drop, an