Marquess Novels & Stories

“How did you get this?” “I’ve…always had it,” I said breathlessly, my excitement growing. “This is the mark of an ancient coven. Of Jerusalem. A secret coven, one of extreme power. One rumored to have relations with…wolves. And rumored to not even exist. How do you own this?” I felt my heart pounding. “I….don’t know. I was told it was my father’s. I…hadn’t even thought of it.” He turned it over gently, looking at the back. His eyes opened wide.

Lillianna cried out unable to help herself. He just imprinted his initials onto her body… He pressed it so hard holding her arm hard so she could not go anywhere. He kept it pressed for a few minutes before he pulled it off her. She was in tears. AJ assessed the result before he turned her around roughly and showed the mark to Tristan. “What does that say?” He asked. “It says AJ… AJ… She is now marked. I have branded her as my own. Is that enough for you to understand that she belongs to me!”

I tell him with annoyance. Lord Cameron “Marquis, let me remind you that I am the Lord of Bluestoria, not you!” I say to him, my expression changing into anger, looking into his eyes. “Are you questioning my authority?” I ask Marquis. “I know you live for this sport, Marquis, and you love to torture, rape, and have your way with our female Bampires, but you will not do it and ruin our race. I will not allow it.” Marquis

Thank you again for sticking with me and reading; Marked, Broken and Carrying his Heir.

"Miller. My name is Vin Miller." "... thank you Mr. Miller." In Ha searched her memory for Miller. She didn't find anything other than that his family came from the lower status than his fiancé. Daughter of the Marquess family and the son of a Viscount. The Marquess Family were really willing to pair their child with the Viscount? In Ha has a big question mark. Because of that woman's lifestyle, the Viscount family wouldn't be able to support her for long. It was likely that the marquess princess's daily needs took up a month of Viscount's expenses, especially the cats.

His words had struck a chord within me—his mention of the alpha king and the mark that had eluded him. The alpha king, a figure of legend and power, had cast a long shadow over the kingdom's history. His mark was not just a physical trait; it symbolized authority, lineage, and an unbreakable tie to the noble bloodline. For the crown prince to allude to possessing that mark, and then reveal that he did not inherit it, was a revelation that held significance beyond the immediate situation.

Marquess Calls asked as he put his hands behind his back. "This is my wife Countess Brenda, our two boys Declan and Hugh, and our only daughter Cynthia," He moved aside to show a thinly frail woman with white hair, two sturdy handsome men, and a thin beautiful brunette girl. "Nice to meet you," I mumbled as all eyes landed on me.

I should have not come here for this luncheon, he mused before he was smiling at the young queen when she was sipping on her tea again. "Are you sure it will be wise for him to prepare the wedding right away? I mean, the marquis did not have the bride secure yet, my love," Aiden stated as Arabella was looking at the retreating figure of the carriage that bore Marquis of Kain's crest. It was a griffin. Arabella turned to look at her husband before she was caressing his cheek. Aiden leaned into the touch before she was leaning against his hard chest.

The heir of the Marques, was scandalous, who came back and got into trouble, and did not care to hide the many conquests during his nights in the great ballads of the country, which ended up producing scandalous matters that pointed to Hector as just another irresponsible rich man who did not even know what to do with the money he was heir. However, they were not only successful entrepreneurs in the middle of society, but also respected for it. Being an ally of a Marques, it was fatally certain to be guaranteeing prestige. However, not even the certainty of this made me want to share a life with him. Visibly Hector and I were completely different people, and although he was an attractive and

Harvey quickly finished his drink, and excused himself before departing with them. The men continued to toast in groups of three. After Helen had drunk several glasses, Carissa stood and said, "I will now toast to the earls and marquises in attendance on behalf of my mother-in-law. Thank you for coming today. If there has been any lack of hospitality, please forgive us." There were two earls and one marquis in attendance today, and the marquis was the Marquis of Ironridge, Jessica's husband. He had not once glanced at Jessica since entering.