Marla Fnaf Novels & Stories

I asked her as she walked back over to me. "Arachne, Goddess of Arachnids." She answered, getting on a Unicorn that had appeared. "Come on, let's go get your men. We have a long journey ahead of us. We're going to get more Dragons for your Thunder. Many are out there hiding, and waiting to find more of you." *FLASHBACK END* "Arabella is a bitch." Channing said, looking at me. "Did Arachne really help you find more Dragons?"

When I looked at my reflection, I could see the colors of gold and purple staring back at me. Since Alicia’s death, Mara has opened up more with me and Celine. We have become great friends despite the distant between us. She is studying to be a botanist so she can identify different plants and flowers dangerous to the packs. Celine and Mara have started helping me to plan the wedding. Mara is now the Luna of the pack and fully mated with Rowan. She comes by every now and then to help with charities and the wedding preparations. Celine has found a new beau, and they live together in the flat that we rented. She had told me over and over that she does not see it last long, but I can see the de

"I had a run in with a piece of silver." "Around here? Who brought silver into the house?" I smiled. "Sam. She didn't know any better." "Who is Sam?" I stopped walking mere inches from her. "She's going to be my new personal assistant." As I spoke I saw Mara's breath come out in a fast pant, and the blacks of her eyes magnifying. She was a small woman, petite with long black hair. She was Brazilian with brown skin and warm chocolate eyes. Of my ladies, Mara was the one who knew the most about the supernatural. It was she who taught Paul about the unknown elements that could give him superhuman abilities. It was her tales that convinced him that it was possible to become more powerful.

I don't know if I should just disappear and never come back or if I should move to Mars. First, it started with Auntie Kayla. Never in my wildest dreams would I have believed that she would take her hatred so far. Well, I did see it coming, I saw it in my dreams but I refused to believe it. I desperately wanted to believe that I was hallucinating. Maybe this is all my fault. Maybe if I had acted when I had the first two or three dreams, things would have been different. Maybe we could have stopped her in time to save our home.

I shrugged leaning back, my eyes set between the two of them, “so who the fuck is it?” Chris cleared his throat leaning forward, glancing momentarily at Dad then back at me, “Makayla.” I raised an eyebrow, “Again, who the fuck is that?” Chris scoffed at my question, “She may be new to you but she’s not to us.” I rolled my eyes, “must I ask the same question for the third time?” “It’s Britney’s cousin, her name is Makayla.” Chris replied leaning back, “you two have never met before but she knows us but you two keep dodging each other.”

I'm in trouble, and I know it. "Hello," the alpha says to me. "Marla. It's good to see you." I try to smile at him, but I find that I'm not capable of doing it. I'm too nervous. The alpha looks over at Dean. "You have something to say," he says. "I do," Dean says. "Marla left the camp. That's against the rules." "I know," says the alpha. "I think she should be banished," Dean says.

ANNABELLA { The Billionaire's Maid... } CHAPTER 31-32 ≺𝕀ℕ𝔹𝔼𝕋𝕎𝔼𝔼ℕ;𝔻𝕀𝕊 𝕆ℝ 𝔻𝔸𝕋??≻

The fire flickered softly. "You're trying too hard," another person said. I turned to see a new woman standing beside Elara. She had the same red eyes, but her hair was knotted down her back. "I'm Mara, the third Ruby Wolf. Fire doesn't respond to force. It responds to will." I tried again, this time imagining the fire as part of me—an extension of my own energy. The flame jumped higher, growing to the size of a campfire. "Good," Mara nodded. "Now contain it. Make it smaller without losing its heat."

"We need to keep moving. That's how we help them—by getting you to safety." We picked up our pace, nearly jogging through the tunnel. The path began to slope upward, and I knew we were getting closer to the pack house's exit. As the door opened, I expected to see Alpha Logan but found Luna Mara, Maison, and Jackson’s mother. "Marabelle?" Luna Mara's eyes widened in recognition. Her elegant features—the same ones her sons had inherited—softened with something like wonder. "By the moon, it really is you." Before I could respond, she pulled me into a fierce embrace. Her scent—warm vanilla and summer rain—enveloped me, stirring memories I'd thought long lost. Luna Mara had been my mother's close

The fern plants. The twisted roots. The big tree with the split trunk. After a day, her body began to cling to details. She knelt on the water and drank, this time slower. Then she washed her face. The cold water made her awake. When she looked up, she suddenly noticed something on the other shore. Between the thickly growing leaves something moved. Mara died. An animal came out of the shadow carefully. It was about as big as a fox, but slimmer. The fur shimmers golden brown