Marnie Stronger Novels & Stories

Otherwise, Lucy alone wouldn't have found me so easily. Seeing my resolute attitude, Lucy immediately showed her true colors and started cursing loudly. Our company was predominantly male, and no one wanted to argue with Lucy's unpleasant behavior. Larry called security to forcibly remove her and instructed them to call the police if she returned. One year later. Larry and I had achieved significant success with our company. The project we had high hopes for didn't disappoint us, rapidly increasing our net worth. At a social event, I caught a glimpse of Susie from afar. She had regained her former beauty, with bright eyes and a slender figure. Dressed in high heels and a business suit, she m

His eyes came to me immediately. “My wife,” Adrian said. Even. Unhurried. Like the words cost him nothing. Professor Marsh looked at me with an expression that rearranged itself quickly from surprise to something more practised. “Elena,” I said. I extended my hand. “It is a pleasure.” He shook it. His smile lived on the surface and did not go deeper. “You kept this quiet,” he said to Adrian. “I keep most things quiet,” Adrian said. The man laughed too loudly.

My heart warmed at that. I there was anything that I knew about Marlene, and I’d like to think that I was getting to know her very well, it was that she loved to be the strong one in al situations. On first glance she may look like a mean bitch but she was just a softie on the inside, But make no mistake in order to get to her soft side it would be a tough mission to crack through her hard exterior. “Come on love, just tell us what happened so that we can ace it better” I said and Christopher nodded “you have two big strong mates for a reason, you should take more advantage of that” he added flexing his muscles.

Or time travelled and stopped this by not coming here. Years of shame brought to me by Marnie and her friends crash through my body, lighting my face on fire. The hurt feels like it could shatter bones, my jaw would be in pieces. My body would vanish. I blink at the jeering females, and my brain creaks into gear. My vision somehow clears. Marnie and her crew are still cackling, falling out and slapping their knees, performing, egging each other on to greater shows of hilarity,

People define strength by the number of wins you have in every fight. Maybe it does. I hold my title as deadliest and strongest mafia because of my zero loss record. But this time, it hit me. I’m only strong for myself, not for others. No matter how many I take down, I simply can’t protect everyone. I clenched my jaw and gritted my teeth. My mind wanted me to move, but the others kept closing in. I helplessly looked at Mara. She struggled, as the stun gun slipped from her hand and clattered to the ground.

Catching him unaware. My fingers were latched firmly on his throat, restricting his airflow. He punched and punched, trying to break free but I was having none of it. My anger was blinding me so fast, it was giving me intense strength. A few moments of remaining in the same position, Uri would no doubt join our father. His eyes were rolling backwards with his hands dropping to the sides already. Marianna just happened to laugh and it reached my ears. I felt my resolve weakening. She was a strong woman and I admired that about her. Finding strength in her not so good conditions.

I asked while looking around her living room. "No, I haven't been able to go to the store, I've been sleeping all day" she yawned, I shifter her body to the side so I could lay her back down, "sir, I'll be ok you really don't need to do this" she insisted, as she could barely keep her eyes open. "Marianna, just go back to sleep, I'll be right back, ok? I'm going to borrow your keys so I can get back in ok?" it seemed I was winning her over as she no longer protested and just closed her eyes, with a small nod. I watched her for a minute or two before I left, 'such a stubborn beautiful creature she is.'

We’re so happy when we found a place where we can be useful to Gavin Morgan. We thought that we’re strong enough, but of course, life is like a wheel. There are fights that we won, there are fights that we lost that we even almost lost our lives. Just like what happened last time… We were beaten to death by some unknown group. I already sensed them watching Gavin for a long time after he married the Lady. And those bastards are stronger. Probably stronger than the organization before us. They are so strong that most of our men were either bedridden or have multiple broken bones.

she said again after quickly dodging her husband who could not help but just cling to her. The two of them parted ways there with feelings that were not yet completely relieved. Their marital status that Grace wanted to keep secret no doubt made both of them sad. It was getting dark, a sign that the sun had exchanged positions with the moon. As the schedule had decided, Grace was working overtime tonight. Grace was about to rush home, but a call from the woman behind her made her turn her head. "You?" Grace was surprised to see a famous woman like Zara Jones in front of her tonight.

Chris's reassurance echoed through their exchange, "You've already shown tremendous strength, Marv. I believe that the love and determination within you will guide you through anything. You're not alone in this, remember that." Amid the ever-present swell of uncertainty, Marvis found herself embracing the unknown with newfound courage. The fear that had once held her captive now mingled with a growing sense of hope and resilience. She realized that her strength lay not despite her solitude, but because of it—forged in the depths of her fortitude and the unwavering connections that sustained her.