Marquess Raid Novels & Stories

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!”

As the scouts slipped, the raiders moved in with short swords. "Rhys! The ledges! The archers are reloading!" I shouted, pointing upward. "Mark! The heights! I've got the floor!" Rhys roared back. Mark launched himself off a boulder, his leap taking him fifteen feet up the cliff face. He caught a protruding root, swung himself onto a narrow ledge, and tore the throat out of the first archer before the man could draw his bow. Down on the floor, the pressure was mounting. Three raiders converged on Rhys at once. They moved in a pincer, their movements synchronized. One went for his legs, one for his chest, and the third for his head.

Maybe, at last, illusion was falling away. Okay, she said, stuffing her long hair back inside the helmet. Lets go. They parted the curtains and stood on the platform of the chariot. Before them, a rebel force of twenty men on horseback waited near a hills edge maybe fifty feet ahead of where the kings chariot had been overtaken. They were dressed in simple peasants clothing, brown trousers and coarse, filthy shirts. Their shields bore the sign of the rat, the symbol of the Zhou army. They were all looking to De for orders.

I bellowed, seeing the rogue suck in a breath before that useless smirk cracked across his gaunt face once more. “We were running from Alpha Alaric, Your Highness. You might want to keep your voice down about that, I'm almost certain I accidentally left him a shit ton of scent to follow,” Klein Markov rumbled, shutting those bright grey beams he called eyes after he had turned to face me. Was this mother fucker serious? I didn't give two hoots who was chasing HIM! He had no right to take my wife away from my Palace in the first goddamned place!

Marcus's name flashed on the screen. "Excuse me, darling," I smiled at Raven. "Pack business." In the hallway, I answered the call. "Is it done?" Marcus's voice was tight with panic. "The supplies... they're gone." "What do you mean, gone?" I kept my voice low, though my heart was racing. "Rogues attacked the convoy an hour ago. They killed the drivers and took everything." My legs went weak. I leaned against the wall for support. "No. No, that's impossible. You said the route was secure!"

Marco said darkly. Camilla’s expression hardened. “He’s buying loyalty with blood money. That stops now.” Riccardo studied the map, then looked up. “We strike in forty-eight hours. Quiet. Fast. Complete destruction.” He turned to Marco. “Bring in Elias and Dorian. I want them leading the charge.” “To hell and back,” Marco said. Riccardo looked to Camilla. She gave a single nod. And the order was sealed. Two nights later, the Amsterdam raid began.

Dixon really had a quiver full of arrows with the inscription of the marquis, and as many as had not learned of his great wealth, only the road and the wanderings made his son a masked man, and a fur hunter, money at that time was made by striking, killing, and not a little did not cross his mind, to the guard that, a race is being prepared, to which he only dies and offer a supreme relief, so at his cries the castle garrison awoke and swordsmen ran to the gate with swords, to make him to invite the guest to the tip of a spear. The bridge was lowered and a lot of flames appeared in the darkness of the night, the soldiers seeing only a skinny filfizon, waiting for his servants to come out, th

They are rich in agricultural stocks and their alpha is a nice young man. "Mark and Kayden are busy right now. I wonder what's going on during their visit to the Ravensmaw Pack." Allie said as she finished her second slice of cake. "It will be fine, Allie. Mark and Alpha Eros have been on good terms ever since. The only reason they didn't form an alliance before is because of the pack between them. Mark is still in a rampage mode before, which is why he can't secure an alliance with the nearing border pack. Now that he is okay and settled with them, he is extending the pack alliances to the next pack closer to us." I explained. Mark told me about this before he left. He wanted me to be knowl

Alessandra had heard that mates are protective over each other. There was where the fucking lie begun!Why didn't Ace protect her when his father said hurtful words to her? Alessandra closed her eyes in frustration and sucked in a tight air. She also heard that mates couldn't stay from each other after the marking bond. The bond was too strong and it'll always pull them to one another. Well,there came another lie.It has already been one but since Alessandra ran away from her mate. However, there was no sign that Ace was looking for her. All those stories were fairly tale stories and they never existed.

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