Marley Quinn Novels & Stories

I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

She is much too young for my wolf and I for now. "My name's Quinn but you already knew that. What's yours?" She nervously asked. "Quinn," I replied trying to see how it would feel rolling off the tongue. "The names Marlo," I added. "Marlo, I like it!" She chuckled. "Look, I'm sorry if I freaked you out earlier. My wolf feels I need to protect you," I confessed. "It's okay. I feel this strange pull to you too. The seer, Gertrude said we might be mates. She explained your behavior to me when she saw my shaken state. I think it would be cool if we were mates. I will be fifteen in a few days. We will know for sure on my sixteenth. Until then, can we at least be friends?" She sweetly asked. "Of c

Dylan said in a rapid-fire voice. “Marleanna (pronounced Mar Le Anna) Sophia Thornton, but I have always been called Marley” she touched his cheek. “It’s nice to meet you, and my wolf wants to run with yours.” She admitted. Not growing up in an established pack, she had no education in how packs worked or mating. She did know she liked and trusted him.

Maeve POV The double doors opened, and the spotlight was on us. There was a collective gasp as their eyes fixed on us. The hall was quiet, the tension and shock were choking, and I tried my best to hold back an eye roll. “Presenting, the goddess of war, Selena, who is now called Maeve and the first and only wolf ever made, her mate Ario, formerly known as Carson, and, of course, their children, Otto and Quinn! King Odin's family!” a man yelled inside the mic, making my ears cringe because the hall was silent.

“He’s a bit of a monster...the way he treats his girls." My stomach went icy cold and the world started to dim out of existence. My brothers. My brothers were with that man and they had no one to protect them. “Miss Quinn?” Glover asked. “Are you okay?” I took in one deep breath. I was Quinn Siobhan Maree. I was the granddaughter of two Alpha werewolves, and if Troy was to be believed, a descendent of some kind of Goddess. I slowly exhaled. “Thomas Shelby has my brothers.” I looked Glover square in the eyes. “How do I get them back?”

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.

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?”