Martha Speaks Alice Novels & Stories

Martha said. “You are leaving already” Maria asked her. “Yes, I have another place to be I just thought to stop by” “Okay, have a good day,” Maria replied. Alicia bowed her head to them again before walking out of there. While she walked away she over heard Martha say “She looks like a perfect pick for Damian” Alicia smiled but frowned when she heard Maria say “I do not think so”

Celestine “I, Alpha Killian Storm, reject you, Celestine St. Vireaux , as my mate.” My body doesn’t react at first. It’s as if my brain refuses to process the words. They don’t make sense. Killian wouldn’t—he couldn’t— But then it hits. A crushing, merciless wave of pain, rolled through my chest and seeping into my bones. I sway, struggling to stay upright. My lungs tighten like a vice. My hands clench into fists at my sides.

That memory now cracked open inside me, sharp and painful. I walked away from my parents and tried calling her again. I can’t sit here and believe that my sister and my mate would betray me like this. The phone rang but there was no response. Then I called again and again. She finally picked up on the third ring. “Tell me this isn’t true,” I said, my voice barely steady. A soft sob came through first. “Nyra… I’m so sorry.” “Arabella, please come home. The wedding is tonight. Everyone is waiting. The Alpha—”

I thought under my breath, toes curling in my sandals. “Huh? What do you mean?” Martha poured me a glass—thankfully not quite as full as her own—and screwed the bottle shut again, putting it somewhere down the table. “I mean that she can take down grown Alphas and make them look like amateurs.” “Martha, please,” I whined, my fingers curling around the glass, squirming in my seat. “Hush, dear! I am proud of you.” “Not something I would be happy about,” I murmured under my breath, swirling the liquid in my glass, watching as it sloshed around the rim. Taking a sip, my shoulders slouched, the bitter taste flooding my mouth.

Jack came to a house, not a big house, and it was in an alley, a bit hidden and had a small path beside it. The house looks a little shabby like uninhabited. Jack entered as if in his own house. "Martha, are you here? It's me, Jackson" Jack said and an old woman came out of a room. With graying hair and a slightly hunched body, she walked slowly toward Jack with her cane. "Are you surprised? I already told you right? Liam is a special Alpha, he is blessed with many advantages by the universe," Martha said.

And yet… walking away from her already felt like a death of its own. Why did my heart hurt so much on hearing what Martha just said? “Alpha…or maybe it could be she's your mate”

There was no one I was at loggerheads with. The sound of my phone ringing cut through the silence. I looked at the caller and I was surprised to see Martha's name. Why was she calling at such an odd hour? I looked up at George who was looking at my phone, waiting for me to pick up the call. I turned away, only slightly and then I answered. "Leena" Martha's voice was full of panic and my nerves prickled. "Are you okay? What's the problem?" "I got news.... Alicia is dead"

Martha growled; she could feel that her Wolf was beginning to stir, and Elsa had a mere five seconds to answer her before she allowed her Wolf to destroy her limb by limb. “OK, I'll tell you. But please don't hurt me.” Elsa burst into tears and fell to the floor in a heap as Martha finally released her grip on her. Martha took a step back and scoffed at the state of her on the floor, crying like she wanted to be pitied. “Well, tell me then. Tell me where everyone is. Where is the alpha? The beta? Where is Sage? All the important ones that would never allow this show to happen out there.” Martha demanded to know. She kicked Elsa in the leg when she didn't answer her immediately.

“Yes, sweetie. Alicia is coming home from Dallas. As a matter of fact, her plane is landing right now. She went there to visit her aunt Willa who’s really sick.” John gave Martha a hug and a peck on the cheek. “I need to go also, ladies,” he said squeezing the older woman. “Anna, would you like a ride home?” John asked while following her brothers. “No, thank you. I’m good.” “Okay,” John added, then turned to Martha and blew her a kiss. “Happy birthday, my Queen! I will see you on my way back from Georgia!” Once the boys got away, Martha turned to Annalise and frowned. Annalise prepared herself for another endless lecture about how she was working too hard, about not thinking of settling dow

"I understand that it may be small for you. But this concerns her health. If you don't tell me why she had to go through such a thing, then I can't help but ask others." "Others, you mean witches?" I nod. "I already had contact with this one witch, but her terms... was unacceptable ,so I have to see other options." He grins, "Did the witch says she has to eat more?" "..." He laughs out loud. His voice traveled at the corners of the room. He held onto his stomach and almost cried from laughter. I growled lowly, "Alpha Shaka, This is serious!"