Marley Quinn Novels & Stories

“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?”

“I’ve been using the wrong name my entire life.” Lucien gently squeezed her hand. “No.” He smiled. “You’ve been becoming the woman worthy of both names.” She smiled through her tears. For the first time… She embraced it. Elara Quinn. Hidden heiress. Last daughter of the Quinn family. She took another step. The lights brightened. The massive doors of the Sanctuary slowly opened. Warm golden light spilled out. Unlike the cold fortress outside… The interior felt welcoming. Almost peaceful. Inside… The entrance hall was breathtaking.

His breathing paused for sometime, and he just stares at me, waiting, something wary creeping into his expression now, like he already suspects where this is going and can't quite let himself believe it yet. "I'm Mara," I say, and saying it out loud finally, after everything, feels like setting down a weight I've been carrying since the moment I clawed my way out of that grave. "I'm Mara Quinn, Cassian. I never killed Leon. Someone did this to me, planned it, used whatever's down in that archive to steal my memory and put a confession in my mouth I never gave. And then somehow, I woke up again, in a body that wasn't mine, wearing a dead woman's face, and I've spent every day since trying to

The woman was chosen by the Moon Goddess for their Alpha. Marlowe was furious at her ambiguous position. She could not oppose it because she did not have the right to do so. Marlowe chose to leave the pack for a few weeks to calm her anger. Alpha Raven and Elara love each other. Amidst the long process for Elara to reach Luna's position, a baby girl was born between them. The baby was named Ruby O'Malley. Her identity was hidden from everyone, except for Elara's sister, Esme Hawthorne. But Marlowe accidentally found out. Eventually, Marlowe decides to keep her mouth shut due to Alpha's persuasion.

Unknown: mommy is mad I took her phone Unknown: please hurry Mara

That mattered. Mara Quinn waited in a glass office above the floor. She stood when Valentine entered. No visible guards. No dramatic shadows. Just a woman in her forties. Silver threaded through black hair. Eyes that caught everything. “You move like someone who learned early that safety is temporary,” Mara said. Valentine did not sit. “You sent a boy to follow me.” “He volunteered,” Mara answered. “I told him he might not come back.” Valentine’s mouth twitched. “Fair.”

Sanctuary will always be available here. “I'll never forget you, you're born to be a Luna,” Quinn had whispered into my ear, her soft, porcelain cheek pressed against mine. “You're a queen, I'll never be able to forget you,” I joked softly back. She still likes to wear face coverings. People treated her differently with only her eyes visible, and Quinn argued you could see who the pricks to avoid were much quicker. My poor mother has been greatly reduced since the babies came too. Her transition has been into a premature old age. She gave too much of herself. Her wolf could only heal so much.

Marcellus ignored his twin's tantrums and continued to feed on the woman strapped between his thighs, having a taste of lyra's blood had worsened his urge to feed and for that reason alone he'd moved away from her to his lair down below the house where he kept his pets. "Bloody calm down." Marcellus retorted in annoyance, "have a sit at least," "Don't fucking tell me to calm down! You called Ryker, that manipulative bastard. Our kind has been safe from them for years now then you call one of them to hunt your brother? What if he turns and decides to bring more of his kind to hunt us down? You have a voodoo queen as an ally, did you even stop to think about asking her for help instead?"

Immediately the man exited his car, he did same a second or two later. Inspired by A great big world ft Christina Aguilera-- Say something. Marley wandered from one building to another questioning any staff he set eyes on. Thankfully, he was directed to the maternity where he kept inquiring on the whereabouts of a certain Zaphrina Agume, unfortunately, they shook their heads. Marley cursed and raked his wet hair pulling a set of eyes towards him. "Marley?" A skinny girl in leggings and a hoodie called. She had long braids falling on both sides of her shoulders. "You Marley?"

The faint, metallic scent of copper that begins to bloom in the enclosed space confirms what Marcus already suspects. She has broken skin. She is absolutely doing this on purpose, a quiet, bloody retribution against the man who had orchestrated her forced exile four years ago. "Luna Quinn," Marcus says, his voice vibrating with a very specific, dark quality of restrained fury. "Let go." She stirs. Tipping her face up toward his, she executes the slow, glassy surfacing of someone emerging from very deep water—her cheeks attractively flushed, her hair half-fallen across her face, and her eyes thoroughly, convincingly unfocused.