Marshall X Skye Novels & Stories

“Are you a cast out? She asked further but I looked away. “Please where am I?” I asked, my face turned away from her. “Athena. You are in the Celeste pack territory,” Sasha the healer muttered. “Celeste?” No! It can’t be. I am forbidden to be here. That is the rival pack of the Crystal Moon. Those two hated themselves even the legends have it that they have been enemies from long ago. “How am I supposed to tell them what happened? That would only stir up something I can't control.

He then looks past me at Elijah and says. "I guess now that we are not scaring the hell out of our mate, how about I introduce you to her!?!" "Skyler, my dear!" He brings his hand up and kisses the back of my hand, making me shiver as more intense sparks race up my arm, "This here is Elijah Mason, one of my slightly younger brothers. Elijah, this is Skyler Jackson. I found her and brought her back with me from my visit to the Midnight Lake Pack yesterday." "Oh! How did that go? Was the Alliance and protection diameters updated and resigned?"

Sky then continued her questioning. Expanding on the given context: Sky's revelation about her arranged marriage to Arthur Blackstone shocked her friends, Gale and Geoffrey. They were taken aback by her unexpected statement and couldn't help but wonder why this had come up all of a sudden. Gale, concerned for Sky, asked her gently, "Darling, why? What's going on?" Sky redirected her focus and shook her head, requesting, "Please, let me ask them first." She knew that her grandparents, Geoffrey and Suzanna, held crucial information about the circumstances surrounding her engagement to Arthur Blackstone.

"Excuse me! Not everyone has the same Destiny as you, to be rejected! I am definitely Paul's mate, it's just that he hasn't realised it yet. Because anyway, I had to leave the party early last night and didn't get the chance to meet him properly. Anyhow, you absolutely do not need to worry about me- I am sure he will realise it soon enough, just worry about yourself! With a face that ugly, I am sure anyone would be horrified to find you as their mate, and that is even before that horrifying scar of yours. Yes, Lexie, don't think that just because I had left the pack early, I don't know your secrets!" ***

"You have to drink up and loosen up. I know after this, you'll never attend a party ever till your death. So make the most of this one." Earl twirled the glass first before deciding to down the drink. The first one burned. The second went down smoother. By the third, he was already starting to feel it in his chest, the comforting warmth unraveling his focus. He loosened the first two buttons of his shirt, ignoring the faint spin in the room. Across the room, Skye twirled in front of the full-length mirror in the girls’ washroom. Her dress was a pale silver, off-shoulder, fitted like a second skin. Her makeup was perfect. Her confidence louder than the blazing red at the tip of her hair.

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 17✨ . . 💋Harley💋 "Harley, you sure you fine going in there alone?". "Lionel. I'm fine". I reassured him. "I just don't trust that Gael guy".

*Skye* “Well done”. Marsden exclaims, his green eyes twinkling with mischief. “I think we can say you clearly won this round Mrs Sinclair and put my son in his place. Bravo!” “Thanks, but please call me Skye”. While Being sassy with Ben seems to have won me some points with Marsden, it still takes everything in my to stop my hand from shaking as I hand him a cookie. Trembles run through me like a slow moving avalanche, and it isn’t just the understandable annoyance causing it. It is also this unexpected and very unwanted attraction to Ben that has every damned nerve ending standing in attention.

She was a wild cat tonight, desperate for an audience, and I was the trophy she wanted to flaunt. I knew the tabloids would have a field day... Tyler Rider and Bernard Schfard estranged daughter. A Match Made in the Valley. The headlines were already writing themselves, and while it served the plan, the friction of Skye's body against mine felt like a betrayal I couldn't quite stomach. Suddenly, Skye pulled back, her eyes dark and glazed with a mixture of lust and alcohol. She didn't say a word; she just grabbed my hand, her grip surprisingly tight, and began leading me off the dance floor.

He crosses his arms over his chest, his forehead creased as if waiting for an explanation. I let out the shaky breath I’ve been holding. My lungs feel like they are on fire from the lack of air. I try to feign a cough to act like i didn't know what he was talking about but he just stands there and gives me that look like he wasn’t buying it. Does Marcus already know my secret? Skye yawns. “I was just looking for your room Marcus because I got lost in the panic. I need to use your bathroom please... it's urgent,” I stutter.