Marth X Caeda Novels & Stories

He quickly withdrew his hand and turned to leave. "Wait! Wait please." He suddenly paused, I guess the desperation in my voice got to him. "Do you know Thalia?" He slowly turned to me, "No, I don't know who that is." "Do you know Marita?" He paused to think, "She's Alpha Xavier's head of castle."

When I reached the stairwell, I leaned against the wall and forced the tears back in. “Hello, Dr. Richards? I want to schedule an abortion.”

Until he choked to his death and dropped to the floor. Even then, I barely felt a thing and only stepped away from his body. How could Marta have been feeding Caden Information when he was Jaris' enemy? Did she have no reasoning? And...was it possible she was the one keeping Greta? My head ached. How do I tell Jaris about this? If he confronted Marta and she turned out to be Caden's ally, she was definitely going to want to get back at me. What if she decides to use Xyla's secret against me?

Martha said and overshadowed her on the sofa, Cecilia's heart and body was already sinking while she watching Martha looking down at her with a killer smile accompanied with a lustful look. Martha held her neck, pinning her down to the chair, she bent and sniffed Cecilia's body scent and lifted her head back. "I also love to chase my prey, I sniffed them and catch them" Martha said with a calm voice before giving a roaring sound. "Just like a wolf" She said and her voice resounded in the booth. Martha bent and kissed Cecilia roughly, Cecilia didn't response to the kiss neither did she reject it. "You want it more tough, I am ready to make your dream come true and maybe better than your ex" M

Martha’s ominous words triggered Halle’s memories to come flooding back in a dizzying rush – the warehouse confrontation, Xavier…a gun being pointed at her… Fear for him clutched at Halle with icy talons. “What…did you do?” she forced out through ragged breaths, summoning every ounce of strength to give the words sound. Martha simply chuckled at Halle’s weak protests, the bone-chilling sound sending dread pooling in the pit of her stomach. “I’ve simply ensured everything will unfold precisely as I desire,” she replied cryptically. “Xavier’s foolish crusade ends here. And you, my dear, have a front row seat to his destruction, if you ever see each other again, that is,” She added coldly, not

Martha whispered, hurt beyond words could describe and even fathom. Sarah and Leah were mates? How? How come she never saw the signs? Leah still treated her as a guard and Sarah never acted out of character. They heard a soft landing on the roof and no sooner, Eskel and Ezra hopped down into the light. “Where are they? They are needed urgently. We cannot waste another second, Luna.” Mates. They were mates, was the only thing that Martha still tried to process but with a heavy sigh and a heavy heart, she lifted her gaze to the door and pointed, “Go after them.”

“ASTRID, are you sure you’re okay? What if you just go home and take a rest?” “I’m fine,” Astrid replied lazily to Martha, her best friend at St. Margareth Learning Center where they work as preschool teachers. Martha has been her friend since college so she knows everything that has happened and is happening in her life.

The council room was unusually tense that evening. The elders of Silver Claw Pack filled the seats around the long table, murmuring among themselves while waiting for Gabriel to start. Martha sat across from him, head bowed slightly, her blonde hair shining under the dim lights. Gabriel stood, his tone even. "Let’s get straight to the point. Princess Martha claims her life is in danger. Two attempts were made—one in the Lycan court, one on her journey here. She’s now under our protection until her father’s investigation is complete."

Mary said, drawing back from his outstretched hand. Martha giggled and came closer to him. "Hi! I'm Martha, but my friends call me Marti." She said shaking his hand. Mary scrunched her nose and looked at her sister like she was crazy. "Oh! You actually have bacon grease all over your chin." Martha squealed as she tugged at his chin.