Marshall And Everest Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"How pathetic. You're getting kicked out of your own place. But hey, if you get on your knees and beg me right now, I might let you stay." I let out a cold laugh. "Do you even deserve that?" He smirked and pulled out a marriage certificate with a flourish. "Vanessa and I are legally married now. You're the other man." A sharp pain pierced my chest. Vanessa had actually married him. Of course, she did. She was already carrying his child. What was a marriage certificate compared to that? Mason leaned close to my ear and whispered, "You don't know this, do you? While you were waiting like a fool at the wedding, she was underneath me, bleeding everywhere. But to comfort me, she endured the pain

“You suck me so fucking good. Look at you… my perfect little slut.” Mara pulled back with a wet gasp. “I’ve been wet all day thinking about this. Fuck my mouth harder.” Marcus thrust forward, hips pumping. “Like this? You love choking on it, don’t you?” She moaned around him, nodding eagerly. One hand worked furiously between her legs. “Mmm-hmm. I’m yours tonight.” Elias stood frozen, blood roaring in his ears. Rage boiled inside him, but his cock stiffened traitorously against his pants. “This can’t be real,” he whispered to himself. “My wife… with my best friend.”

Summer POV Ezra kicked the door shut as he dominated my lips. I shrugged out of his hold and locked the door. He grabbed me, picked me up and threw me on the bed. The springs in my mattress cried out. Marcel ripped his jacket off and the outline of his wolf flashed in his eyes. I felt his desire in the pit of my stomach. He climbed on top of me and my heart threatened to fly out of my chest. “Hey,” I hissed, placing my hands on his chest.

he whispered, his voice thick with emotion. He leaned forward, kissing Maradona’s forehead, his lips lingering as she reached up, her hand trembling as she touched his face.“Our girl,” she murmured, her voice weak but full of love, her eyes shining as she looked at the baby. At me.The scene shifted, like a page ripped from a book, and I was standing in the mountain again, but it was different—alive, surrounded by houses, laughter, the scent of pine and smoke. The Iron Fang pack lands, vibrant and whole, not the charred ruins we’d found.

The voice from the speakers drowned out the sound of our breathing "...Big news! Frost Titans captain, Marco Marten, has reportedly proposed to the daughter of Hundreds Rising Entertainment's owner, Cassandra Sinclaire. The wedding of the century is about to take place—" My body froze. A high-pitched ringing started in my ears, a long, scratching drone that felt like a needle dragging across my eardrums. No way… my boyfriend is… getting married? To another woman? But Marco didn’t stop. He thrust into me again, even more intensely as if he hadn’t heard a single word. The movement jolted my body forward. I grabbed his shoulders, trying to stop his demanding movements inside me. My fingers are

Marley’s body began twitching and convulsing. “What the…?” I tried to approach Everest but the heat rippling off her was too powerful. “Everest?! Everest...” I coughed on the heat waves, my throat drying out. “Everest, answer me!” Marley’s eyes shot open, and they were pitch black. Her body was still convulsing, and she had golden lines of light running up and down her whole body as though her veins were full of sunlight. She stopped moving, still as a statue and a stream of black tar-like fluid oozed from her eyes. I couldn’t do anything but watch it happen. After a few moments, Everests eyes returned to normal, and the heat aura subsided. The glowing orb in the middle of her forehead was t

Marshawn's diary mentioned that these three ancient sacred trees were paths to the Zenith, each leading to a different celestial realm. "Nonsense!" Chad muttered as he closed the diary, organizing the clues in his mind. Marshawn's diary and Samuel's words claimed that Snow, after being kidnapped, was sent to the firmament and successfully entered the celestial realm. Initially, Chad did not believe it, but with both sources corroborating the story, he could not ignore it. If true, Marilyn was not Chad's sister but someone who resembled her greatly. That would explain why Marilyn denied being his sister and the DNA test results did not match.

“Distant.” Mason pulled back, confused. “Aren’t you guys close?” before I could answer though, he ploughed on. “Listen, just explain to him that my intentions for the pack’s future are for both our benefit, White fang and Ridgewood. This marriage is about more than two people in love, it’s about two packs coming together.” He cupped my cheek and I melted into the touch. “You can do it, babe.” I sighed. After that, how could I refuse?

I said and Isabella stepped in to explain. “Marcel might not be as flirtatious as Eden but he becomes a wild animal when he gets in the mood and not even one lady is enough to satisfy his needs so he has as many as 2, 3 or 4 ladies in his bed and the mansion would be filled with their moans and screams throughout the night like he was killing them," Isabella explained but it felt like she was telling some kind of naughty folktale “This can't be true, right?"

In some way, somewhere in the world I hoped her wolf or spirit would somehow know I had done more than just survive. I had exceeded every dream I ever shared with Elvie and Mara in those miserable cold dorms. Every time we imagined the future with handsome heroic rescuers, gold and treasure it ended in steamy passion and dirty laughs, but we had no idea what else. None of us knew what love could be until the night the Rogues came into our lives. Mara found love, but it was the cruel, twisted kind that left her with nothing but pain. Elvie and I were lucky enough to find true love. So fantastical it exceeded anything we could ever imagine. Every morning when I cradle little Delilah and watch