Marnie Stronger Novels & Stories

well I deactivated my social media because I wanted a little peace before all the chaos began we you should really activate them girl, they are a lot of wild theories about your wedding, you really need to clear the air on Soo many things but take your time girl, you have to enjoy your peace while it last Roxane said holding my hand let them think what they want, till you're ready to talk "okay, but I really have to go" I said standing up and grabbing my purse are you sure you have to go? Roxane said c'mon scarlet, stay a little longer

I hadn’t expected to get so interested in her. I had made my investigations and I found out she was Jaxon’s ex, that was the first thing that got me interested in her but after we talked for a while, there was something more about her that piqued my curiosity. She wasn’t just some fragile woman but a strong, independent one who had been through hell but even with that, she strives so hard to be a better woman, she looks unbreakable. Not only that, there was depth to her. Beauty, brains, and strength. I couldn’t understand how Derek, her ex-husband, could have been so foolish and cheated on her. He had it all and threw it away for some shallow thing.

Together, Bellamy and I would help restore witches to value the light over the dark and value the worth of all species. “I should also accompany you four to the party. While Bellamy is taking care of things, I’ll also be able to use my gift to get a read on everyone. My family also has the ability to link with you two, similar to the mindlink. It’s one way to ensure that we can truly advise at all times,” Marnie said, sitting down next to me. I looked at her curiously. She looked far too young to be attending. She said that it was the form she took, but that she was older. How much older?

He is special actually, Marian felt that for the first time in a while. "Justin is different for me, not because I love him, but because he is strong," Marian mumbled as she glanced up and saw her reflection in the mirror. She smiled at her reflection and looked back at the flashcards. She soothed it as she stood up from the bowl and wondered how she can dry her bag. She got the purse with all of her makeup from it and put it over the counter with the marble and ivory sink over the center, and retrieved her cell phone underneath. She opened it and was relieved to see that it was still working.

And then there was Marnie. Black hair, severe and perfect. A wicked glint in her eyes. The latex clinging to her body like it had been painted on. She stepped into the scene like a goddess of punishment, a whip in one hand, a double-ended dildo in the other. Her voice had been silk-wrapped steel. “Oh Daniel, you’ve been so very naughty.” Emma obeyed her without hesitation, mouth on Sandra, moaning as Marnie grazed her nipple with the whip. He moved behind Emma, still buried deep in her. Trying to keep pace, barely holding on.

He trained me in my teenage years, and it had to be worse. Marinah is so much stronger than she believes. She doesn't know how to harness her strength and focus it. She allows her former mistakes to guide her, and the last thing she wants is for anyone to think her weak. We don't. That's the weight she puts on herself. Just thinking about her foolishness sends an extra burst of K-5 through my system.

Josh turned toward her, brow furrowing. “That’s the thing, though. You are someone without him. You don’t see it, but… you’re strong. You’re sharp. You’re—” he stopped, the words almost sticking in his throat. “You don’t need him to be someone.” Mara gave a bitter laugh, shaky. “Strong? I cried my eyes out in front of you, a total stranger in this house, and I can’t even breathe without feeling like my chest is caving in. That’s not strong.”

My ears were ringing. Rupert also went to Harborview City on the 8th. Were we married to the same person? I forced myself to stay calm and gave her a strained smile. "Do you mind showing me a picture of your husband?" The woman seemed thrown off but smiled proudly as she pulled out her phone. She scrolled through her pictures and showed them to me. "This one's from our six-year anniversary." Six years? Rupert and I had only been married for five years. What did that even mean? Was I the other woman?

The familiar scent of warm milk and baby powder instantly soothed the frantic pacing of my inner wolf. "But I can tell you this for sure, Liora," Maren said, her voice dropping into a solemn, heavy register. The casual indifference was gone, replaced by something fierce and unyielding. "You are more powerful than you can ever imagine. You, and this little pup." I frowned, looking down at Mael, then back up at the old woman.

Eros said, pointing at Jane's face. Jane still held back, she didn't want to go berserk in front of Marcell. In Jane's eyes, Marcell is quite a pleasant man. He was also quite handsome and came from a good family. So don't let her make Marcell misunderstand by watching her go berserk. "Jane is quite nice and fun, I don't know how crazy she is in your eyes," Marcell said in disbelief. As far as he was talking to Jane she was a lovely person. He had not found any madness in the girl.