Marley Survival Novels & Stories

Carrie’s POV River included a scene in Chapter Eight where Mara tries to contact a support group. She writes an email. Sits on it for hours. Then sends it. It never gets answered. But she keeps writing anyway. Keeps believing in the words, even when no one replies. That scene broke me. Because that was Rachel. River’s POV I added a new chapter at the end. An epilogue. Where Mara finally meets another survivor who says: “I never saw your message. But I felt it. Because I was writing mine the same day.” “We weren’t alone.

They were both successfully saved, thanks to the exceptional skills of the surgeons who handled their operations. After days of waiting that felt like an eternal punishment, Alice finally received news. Both Morgan and Marcel were still unconscious due to the extent of their injuries. A week later, the doctor announced that Morgan was safe. His physical miracle and sheer determination once again carried him past the brink of death and through the critical phase. However, there was a heavy price to pay. Repeated blows to his spine while he was tied to the chair, combined with the trauma of falling, had caused a serious spinal cord injury.

Those ungrateful ingrates would go mad, but how was that my problem? I had once survived on an abandoned island for two months. My phone was turned off. I'd power it up and call someone if I really needed help. Thanks to my frequent survival trips, I knew the local rescue squads well. All I had to do was send a signal, and they would send a ship right away. Then, help would come in two days' time. … I toiled away for the whole day, and night was soon upon me. I sat on the little bench I made, staring at the blazing setting sun as I munched on the seafood I had caught with my traps.

But we’d survived, together. I felt the weight of it all pressing down, the adrenaline fading just enough for reality to seep back. I was alive. Cameron was alive. My brothers were alive. We had survived Mara’s trap. And somewhere deep inside, my wolf purred, dark satisfaction rolling through me. "We were predators, hunters, and protectors. We were a force Mara had underestimated… and she had paid the ultimate price." My gaze swept the clearing, taking in the aftermath, the blood, the carnage, the chaos.

Tanner tells him. Marshall raced after the kids when the SUV exploded. “NNNNOOOOO!” he heard a scream and glanced back just long enough to realize not everyone made it out. A man caught a woman before she fell to the ground. “Someone had lost their mate or a family member.” Philly tells his wolf. “May their soul rest in peace and that is 1 less we have to worry about killing ourselves.” Marshall said as more shouts could be heard from the wreckage.

“We made sure you were comfortable, and then he left for the Pack House. It was so strange, Cassandra. It was like he was a completely different person than he’d been when we were taking care of his son.” “That’s definitely strange,” I said. When I tried to readjust myself in bed, my shoulder cried out in pain, and I let out a soft cry. Marley immediately reached out and supported me. “You have to be careful,” she urged. “You’re going to stress your body out if you keep moving around.” Tears welled up in my eyes as I suddenly became aware of the rest of the pain. It was there in my abdomen, my arm, my head… I was a wreck.

"You're the only damn reason we’re still alive right now." Mortis let go of him and stepped back, pacing like a caged animal as he went on. "When they attacked us back in New York, who was the one who found a way out? You. Who risked going to Rodger, begging him for money, letting him insult you, humiliate you, just so we could eat? You. Who got us safe passage into England when everyone else said we were screwed? YOU!" Mortis jabbed a finger at Marlo’s chest, hard.

Emma said, Alec loved the idea. "Am with Emma." He said looking at Jack. Jack, who was considering it nodded. "We should head back Joseph, it's dark and we can't find anything now." Jack reasoned. "No, I'm not going back now." Joseph said and turned, moving forward. Unknowingly stepping on a trip wire, a set of tree branches breaks and sets out a wooden spear flying towards him, Jack pushed him out of the way but got impaled in the chest by the spear, pushing him farther away from the group, the trio were in shock as they all ran to a bleeding Jack who is gasping for air, blood gurgling out of his mouth, he tried to speak but his strength failed him. Alec didn't believe it, neither did Emma

“If you don’t have any questions right now, I think Dylan should escort you to your new house and your family.” Marley was still in a haze. She hadn’t felt this protected or cared for in years. She almost broke down and cried, but that would come later. “Thank you,” she whispered. A moment later Dylan was walking hand in hand with her from the packhouse and down the dirt road towards her new home.

Sandra and I went back as fast as possible to the reception. I was sweating as my life was under threat. Moreover, as I continued my work I became distracted. Endrick was busy with another girl and he wanted me to sign a marriage contract for what sake.Is it because I am not very okay with some kind of decision that I make so this made me very vulnerable? My emotions were being played with by Endrick.