Martin Mystery Fanfiction Novels & Stories

But something strange started to happen. The Omegas who were working near me began to look at me differently. "Here, let me help you with those, Luna Adeline," a small voice said. I looked up. It was a young girl, maybe sixteen. She was thin, and her hair was tied back in a messy knot. She reached out and took the heavy bag of potatoes from me. "Thank you," I said, giving her a small smile. "What’s your name?" "Marta," she whispered. She looked around to see if Garrett was watching. "We heard what you said in the meeting. About the rations. Is it true? Are we really getting more meat?"

The guards finally finished before locking the dungeon again and leaving. Then Xavier suddenly leaned back against the wall with a quiet sigh. “I hate this plan.” “You complain too much,” I muttered. “You say that now,” he replied dryly. “Wait until they start giving dramatic execution speeches tomorrow.” That almost made me laugh. But then my expression darkened again. ******** At Sunrise Pack Karen’s POV That night, I couldn’t sleep, no matter how hard I tried. Every time I closed my eyes, uneasiness settled deeper inside my chest. I tossed slightly beneath the blankets before finally sitting up with a frustrated sigh. I reached for my phone again.

and ended the call. “Perfect!” Martin said quietly to himself as he put the phone on the table. “Christmas has come early.” He discreetly checked that the gun tucked in his belt was in place and with a smile, walked towards the narrow street where he soon saw the guardian of the world moving slowly like a tortoise. “It’s your last hour, old man,” he said to himself as he followed from a distance. *******

After reading two pages of the romance book to Diana and explaining the concept of soulmates and mates to Diana, Brittany left her alone to digest all the confusing information. The sterile hospital room gradually faded from Diana's awareness as she slipped into a dreamless slumber. She longed for the comforting embrace of the mysterious man in the clearing, the only presence that felt familiar despite her memory loss. In her dreams, he visited her again, his voice like a soothing melody.

Wait, since when does a ghost wear a floral pattern dress? Clearing his throat slowly, Michael began to open his mouth to ask the mysterious figure. "Who are you?" Silence! 'Is my voice too small? I'll try asking louder' Michael thought while clearing his throat again. "Excuse me, are you deaf? I'm asking you! Who are you and why are you in my room?!" Michael asked, this time his voice is louder than before. And again, no answer! Feeling irritated, Michael got off his bed and approached the mysterious figure. Once behind her, he immediately turned the woman's body to face him, intending to scold her.

"Fuck you Martins " "I'm not gay dude ", he said and left my room

She explained. "We can't contact Drake this morning. His phone was out of coverage." She sighed in frustration but she needed to calm down since the secretary of Martin Enterprises was here for an urgent report. "Try to contact him and if you can't contact them, then mind visiting him at his apartment. He handled a huge amount of money. It's not just $1 Million but $20 Million." She explained and stepped out of the elevator once it opened. "Noted Miss Mar. I'll bring some tea for Mrs. Riley and iced coffee to your office."

The scent of his body was very different. "You said you'd be home late, Asher," I said as I stroked his head. I felt something strange about Asher's hair. When I was about to remove the cucumber covering my eyes, my hand was immediately held up, and my lips were roughly crushed. It was at this moment that I knew he wasn't Asher. The breath that smelled of cigarettes and beer let me know who he was. I struggled, and eventually, the cucumber covering my eyes fell off. I opened my eyes and saw Martin above me. His eyes were open and looking at me. I tried to roll my body to the side, but Martin pinned me down very hard. "You think you can run away, slut?" Martin looked at me with a grin after h

If that’s the case than I’m stuck in a dream state. His touch feels so real. I was being a child, hoping that the longer I keep my eyes closed the higher chance of the possibility of it being nothing more than just a dream. “Maria” he called the touch of his fingertips to my skin as he brushed them gently across my brow and along my check. “Fuck, shit! mom?” Marcus’s panic snapped me forward and I flicked my eyes open to come face to face with those stormy grey eyes I’ve been hiding from for eighteen years.

Elysian asked Aurora as they sat down on the couch in the inns of the Cactus, He felt they needed an head-start to at least know where to search for her Coco and maybe just maybe her surname might give clues as to who her Ma and Pa were, They had to be prominent people in the society if they can afford to keep their daughter in a place like this, It seemed somewhat magical or so he thought but didn’t know how true it was. "Martin, My full name is AURORA MARTIN" She says and he paused for a minute, He had heard of the name Martin before, but where? He didn’t remember! It was quite uncommon for a person’s surname to be Martin and it was rare, He tried to rack his head as to where he had heard