Marshadow Mga Nobela at Kwento

she grinned before starting the car. "I know I can make a very good photographer," Mehr wiggled her brows, turning on the radio and Kun Anta by Humood alkhudher starts playing and she remembered Mashkur. God! Everything use to make her to remember him recently. She shake her head, today is her best friend's day and she'll not ruin it by thinking about him. So she starts singing with Afnaan. 🎵🎶🎵🎶 La la La nah tajul ma la

Shit, I wanted to run my tongue all over that place. I noticed the dark marks on his right shoulder and that they reached down to his chest. But instead of a burn, it looked more like a birthmark. “Marky...” I breathed excited as I watched as he finished undressing and got into the hot tub and sat next to me. “Tell me, Livie.” he smirked as he pulled me towards him, leaning my back against his chest. “Marvelous body you built overnight.” He started to laugh and it didn't take long for me to join him.

she questioned, staring at the computers as David moved towards the monitor. " Nope, just a simple hacker, with simple needs, he responded, even though Alice could tell it was more than that. He clicked and clacked for a few more seconds, and when he finally stopped, a map with a red dot that kept on blinking appeared on the screen, " there's your boy Sunday, it will only be a matter of time now " David finished off, resting back on his seat as Alice leaned closer to the system, and watched hopefully that things go as planned.

"Give me an origin." "Tokyo," Marvin confirmed, his hands suddenly freezing over the keyboard. "A private, heavily encrypted network. I’m pulling the signature extraction protocol now... One hundred percent. It’s a familial account." "Give me the name, Marvin," Lina commanded. "Ichiro Takahashi," Marvin read aloud, his voice dropping an octave.

Scar is seated on the bed operating a laptop,she looked up to the man beside her tall and well built,his eyes deep like eyes that held many secrets and knows maybe too much. “Marcus,that works well in our favor, you'll upload the video,my health report,the scan results and everything related to my failing health on my official page when I step out,let's use their delusion against them” She scoffed reading comments under a post bashing her. “Karma,they say karma caught me,that bitch karma is scared of me” He slowly unbottoned his shirt revealing a tattoo covering his chest and stomach,an eagle holding a snake with it's claws,he got into the bathtub slowly.

I wanted to cover them, but Marcel wouldn’t allow it… I believed that it was his own way of showing the claim he was having over me. “So,” she murmured. “You and my son have been… active… it seems.” Heat crept up my neck, but I didn’t look away. I refused to. “I don’t have the makeup to cover it up. I am embarrassed walking around with the marks, but Alpha Marcel seems to enjoy seeing them, and even if I wanted to, I have no way of trying to cover it.” She nodded, and I could see her chewing the inside of her mouth as she clearly debated on how to respond to what I just said.

Stronger. And then I see my reflection in the still water pooling in the cavern. A wolf. Huge. White as fresh snow. Silver eyes glowing like moonlight. My heart nearly stops. “That… that’s not me,” I whisper inside my head. “That can’t be me.” But when I step forward, the wolf in the water steps forward. When I tilt my head, she tilts hers. It is me. A strangled sound escapes my throat. Or… whatever wolves have instead of throats.

Levi was gifted like that, he could get in anywhere, and you never heard him coming. “I’ll be back in a bit. I know you’re going to need some Scotch for tonight’s bullshit meeting,” Levi said, and walked out again. Malachi smiled, and shook his head. Levi was right though. Malachi walked to the living room, planning on getting himself a drink, when he spied the man standing with his back toward him. The stranger was gazing out of the window. He had light brown hair and stood about 6’2” tall.. The stranger turned around, and Malachi noticed the fern like marks on his left arm. It started at his wrist and went all the way up to his neck. “Malachi Sinclair.”

AJ… The fucker branded her. It was red and raw and looked like it was going to become infected but the AJ was so prominent… It was a scar she was to wear for the rest of her life. He made it so the world now understood that she was his… Sick fucker that he was… She would forever remember AJ now… Not that he was easy to forget. Lillianna did not see AJ again until later that night. The men had left and it was only the ladies. “So you are like a cow… They mark cows right?” Sally was being a complete bitch to her. Marla and Britney laughed. Lillianna for the life of her could not understand how anybody could be so cruel.

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