Marley Quinn Novels & Stories

There was no way she would allow this woman to act like a bully towards her. "Oh, I am sorry; I did not see you there." Olivia-Maire said Elara knew that was a lie but how could she call her out? She had six girls behind her and Elara knew that getting into a fight with them was not going to end well with them. "Wait, I know you," one of them said, pointing to Elara. She took out her phone and began tapping on it with so much speed. She bent her head as if she were admiring a piece of work, her eyes going from Elara to her phone. "Of course, I knew it. You are a Quinn," she said and all the girls took a double take at her.

There is Seersha Aurorawolf, who had identified the unknown hunters as Wildlands trained. There are the beautiful twins, Maya and Eva Starwolf. They are the opposite of each other in looks--one dark, one fair. But in personality they seem very simliar. Outgoing, confident and a little wild. They finish each other's sentences and laugh often. They are the youngest among us, only thirteen, and their father is with him. He looks exhausted.

, patting their backs awkwardly. “I’m… here. I’m okay.” They didn’t notice the limp. Not yet. A few yards away, Amy sauntered past with Lila and Lola flanking her like loyal shadows. Amy’s eyes slid over Riley with open contempt. “Should’ve just died,” she said loudly enough for half the yard to hear. “Weak little thing. Only survived because she got lucky.” Lila snickered. Lola echoed it with a mean little laugh. They kept walking, heads high. Riley’s jaw clenched. She didn’t respond. She’d learned long ago that words with Amy were wasted breath. She turned back to Skylar and Quinn. “Where’s Martha now? I need to talk to her.” Quinn’s face fell. She exchanged a glance with Skylar. “She… did

She completed in a quiet tone and walked down the almost empty hallway. She passed by Justin and Annabelle that were just coming from a bend of the hallway. "Witch," Annabelle jeered as Marissa passed by. Justin nudged her shoulder and shook his head at her. "Just because she's nasty to you doesn't mean you should be nasty as well," he told her. Annabelle huffed and looked away. Marissa walked slowly, one step at a time. Like someone that was heartbroken. "Just because you dislike her Ethan, and you think she's competition for you Suzanne, doesn't mean you can form up lies to make me stop helping her okay?" Ryan told them icily.

We were simply trying to spark up our present lives. Quinn, short for Quintessa, was the firecracker of our crew. She was the first to have kids so she was the first of us to experience an empty nest. By the age of twenty-four, she had been married for four years and had a child for every one of them. Her hair was red to match her spirit. Phaedra and I envied her deep brown eyes and full, pouty lips.

Gosh, my mother is going to kill me when she finds out. I couldn’t go too far as I bumped into something hard and nearly fell on the ground. Someone grabbed me then held me up. I looked up and found myself looking into a pair of piercing grey eyes that belonged to none other than Logan Hill. “Marina? What are you doing here? Why are you running?” he asked. He looked at my distraught face. His eyes narrowed. “Um…well…I’m on a date,” I stammered. “Is that right?” he asked and stared at me intently. “So, where is your date?”

The warm spray of blood across my muzzle. But Richard had a thousand men. I was only one Queen. For every dozen I killed, two dozen more circled me. Silver-tipped pikes bit into my flanks. Weighted nets tangled my legs. They were wearing me down through sheer volume. “Is this the limit of the Lycan Queen?” I spun around. Mara stepped out of the smoke near the burning infirmary. Her silver robes were untouched by soot. Her eyes danced with a cruel, youthful light. She didn’t look like a healer. She looked like a wraith.

Anita's voice wavered as she delivered this startling revelation. "Alpha Jake, Mara's origins... they are unique, to say the least. She's a hybrid, a mix of Lycan, Werewolves, Witch, Vampire, and even Dragons. It's a combination of supernatural bloodlines that's exceptionally rare and incredibly powerful." Alpha Jake was left utterly stunned by this revelation. He had never encountered or even heard of such a hybrid before. His mind raced with questions, and he struggled to comprehend the implications of Mara's extraordinary heritage.

“Good day, all. I am Mary Vaughn-Hamilton, daughter of Gerald Vaughn, Alpha of the Phoenix Pack, but some may know me as the Luna of the San Francisco Pack. Before drafting this message, I battled with myself, because I was unsure if it was the best thing to do. It is now clear to me that I should never have allowed myself to be silenced. My story deserves to be heard.

The werewolf gasped and gave up it's ghost, eyes already turned white and a cloud of something malevolent hovered above them, but the flashlight caught it's attention and with the speed of lightening, it rushed to Maris and filled her lungs, earning a sneeze from her. The present~~~Maris. "Oh, no," were the first words Maris uttered the moment she snapped out of her trance. "Why me, why did it kill the werewolf?" "Because of what lives in you, you're not an ordinary counselor... You're the lost queen of the siren kingdom." Jeremy's mother answered, holding Maris' gaze. "That's why you're still alive." Maris got to her feet with a deep frown that was beginning to make her head hurt and swallo