Marquess Novels & Stories

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.

Teresa said, Robb smirked and said, “ But first which one of you would like to be his new master?” They all had their eyebrows raised and then Dove asked, “ His new master? ” “ Don't tell me... ” Amaria said and facepalmed, Teresa completed her sentence and said, “ You want to rewrite the contract inscribed in the slave rune” “ Yes ” Robb replied, “If that's the only way then I will be his master,” Amaria said, ' She refused before but now just to help me she's willing to do it, My lady you're really something, ' the Hybrid thought even though his face didn't show it, he was really happy.

Or, so Harriet has led us to understand. The Marquess and his wife bow and curtsey to us, and I have to ask, “I’ve never met a Marquess before. Is that a pack title or one you acquired in the human world?” The moment I ask it, I sense a shift in the interaction. The man draws himself up a little straighter, and his mate’s smile becomes tight. “I’m sorry, have I committed a faux pas?” I ask, and the woman, a short, beige-complected sprite, shakes her bobbed curls emphatically.

~Marcus~ The pack hall was alive with guests, the party in full swing for the Territorial Conclave. My urge to reach for my phone and call Milli for the fifth time in an hour lingered, but I suppressed it, opting for another glass of whiskey. "Marcus, come here, son." I turned, approaching the man in a white suit. "Dad?" "This is Sebastian Rossi, the royal beta." “How are you?” I greeted the older man, his eyes radiating an uncommon charm. His blue suit was clearly exceptional and his eyes seem to burn through me when he shook hands with me.

"How is that the same? Kaia is my friend. But this Drake? He's not even from our pack! He knows you have a mate, yet he's still pursuing you. He just wants to get you into bed!" At those words, I raised my hand and slapped him. Hard.

At once, King Marciais jumped up. “The Sixteenth Rank of the Marciais Path?” “Yeah.” James nodded and said, “I named it the Tressencia Completare Rank.” James did not hide anything from King Marciais. He explained his comprehension of the Marciais Path to King Marciais frankly. King Marciais was the founder of the Marciais Path, but James’ comprehension of the Marciais Path had surpassed his. After James’ explanation, King Marciais was enlightened. With his current ability and potential, he could enter the Sixteenth Rank of the Marciais Path upon understanding what James said.

I felt Gavin cleared his throat and lent out his hand to the three and gave them a charming smile. “It is an honor to be in your acquaintance, Miss Campbell and Mister Quinns,” he smiles as the three all shook his hand. “Are you kidding? It is an honor to be in yours! I mean, it’s not everyday you get to see the Marquess of Anglesey and be able to shake his hands!” Blair proclaims, making me cough a bit out of shock. “What do you mean? Who is a marquess?” The group chuckles as Gavin speaks again.

Helios’s betrayal ran deep within my bones. He was the least I had expected to abandon me ruthlessly like that, when he knew how much I suffered within the Lancaster family. My father, Earl Lancaster had suddenly revealed that I was to wed a marquess against my will. The marquess wasn’t just any Marquess. Marquess Powell. A well-known marquess known for his extreme wealth in the Southern capital of the werewolf kingdom and also his lecherous nature.

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.