Marnie Stronger Novels & Stories

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.

They found Marnie in a train tunnel, face smeared with ash, a pistol strapped to her leg and her hand tightly wrapped in gauze. “You brought her,” she said, looking at Eden. “Didn’t think she’d survive Arkenmoor.” “She’s stronger than most of us,” Roman said quietly. Marnie gave a grim smile. “You’ll need to be. Lucien’s sending units through here every night. Snatching people. No noise. Just… gone.” Eden sat across from her. “Have you seen the labs?” Marnie nodded. “They’re mobile now. Trucks. Temporary sites. Testing on families. Kids.” Her voice broke. “And the worst part? The people they’re turning… still think they’re human.”

Lee Anne patted her shoulder on her way out. “Yes,” Mariana agreed, following Lee Anne. “You treat him as he deserves. I am proud.” When the door swung shut, Ginger slid into the chair next to her and gave her shoulders a quick squeeze. “I’m sorry, Snowflake. I can’t put my finger on why exactly, but I could have sworn Mr. Strong, Silent, and Sexy as Hell had evolved beyond the run-of-the-mill caveman hypocrite we get around here. If it’s any consolation, he had me fooled, too.”

It was now close to 11pm. Me: Hi beautiful are you still awake? Marianna: Hi Manny, yes I am still awake. Why are you awake this late? me: Oh you know just working on this case, why are you still awake Ma'am? Marianna: Honestly, because I miss you, it feels weird to sleep alone now.... Me: Really? I am flattered, I miss you too Marianna. Marianna: You should try to get some sleep sir! Me: What are you wearing?

MAXINE The light ball vanished, scattering in the air. “At this point, I think those binds are useless against you,” I said, coming back to sit next to her. She shrugged, “Maybe they were never that strong to begin with or maybe Ronan underestimated me.” She shot me a look. “Either way, I’ve been doing my best to practice in secret. I'm getting stronger.” A thrill of hope went through me. It was like we had discussed, if she could just get a little stronger, Zel might just be able to break us out of this mansion without us having so much as a fight.

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.

"Why, darling? I'm sorry that this marriage is forced. We have to get married to "Noah, are we married?" Grace interrupted Noah again with a one-liner that managed to make Noah smile even wider. "If you don't believe it, then what's in your hand? That means you're already my wife, Grace, darling. Noah replied happily, no longer hesitating to call Grace dear. Today, the barriers and walls of Grace's arrogance that hated him were shattered, replaced with a special piece of paper that was proof of their love union.

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.