Martin Mystery Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Martin said in a whispery tone as he started pulling off his shorts. He went close to Anabel and abruptly kissed her, laying her back on the bed with one of his hands behind her waist. Martin laid with his side beside her, his index finger sliding inside her p**sy. Finger-fucking her, his teeth and tongue on her nipples brought pleasure to her as she moaned, rubbing her cl*t. Then Martin climbed on top of her, his d**k slid into her seamlessly. As they f**ked, the breath from their moans touched their faces. Martin kissed Anabel's lips like he lost his mind.

“I missed you,” Alex coos. I jump at the sound of his voice. My blue dress flows, tickling my bare toes as I walk to my mate. “I missed you,” I murmur as I wrap my arms around him. Alex squeezes me tightly, like he’s scared to lose me again. My muscles contract as I try to match the strength of his squeeze. A soft melody plays, seemingly from nowhere. Alex sways with me, twirling me around. My back hits a wall. I turn to see Cory standing there. I squeeze Alex’s hand tighter, silently begging for him to pull me back. When he doesn’t, I turn to search his face, but he’s been replaced by a faceless man. I yank my hand away from the stranger. My eyes scan the room. It’s suddenly filled with men

I don't need him to tell me because I already know, so I speak up before he can, "This is the last dare I'll ever accept, I swear. It's fun and I love doing this, but I know this isn't the place." "Of course it's not the place. Also, after everything Elliot just said? That's..." "He has told me that what happens when he's my sergeant and I'm a recruit has nothing to do with what goes on behind the scenes, so I stand by that." "But..." "May I have Devil for a moment? Thank you, sweetheart. How kind of you," Marea grabs my arm before either of us can answer and pulls me off the bed, "It's time." "I promise everything will be okay, Xavier," I give my friend a big smile before putting on my sand

I had zero confidence in him. "Two Martinis," Michael told him and the waiter quickly jotted it down and left. "Are you going to drink two Martinis?" His lips parted. "N… no… one is for you, actually." "But you didn't ask me if I liked Martini," I remarked. "Uh… well, do you like Martini?" My lips twitched. "No. I hate it, but I know someone who loves Martini." He raised an eyebrow. "My best friend, Georgette."

He wanted to run away and that's exactly what he was doing for the past years. Martin knew only Catelin has that magic. Only she can make him open up. Only she can control his seething beast as well as his weeping vulnerable state. Only she can do that. Catelin stirred in her sleep before opening her eyes. Her eyes met with Martin's sad ones as he threw her a small smile. She shot him a questionable look making him motion her to come with him. She nodded, gently removing herself from Lucifer's giant body. Lucifer whined but Catelin carefully placed a pillow in her place and Lucifer hugged the pillow making her chuckle silently.

My tongue playing with his, as a transparent fluid drips from the corner of my lip. "Open up," He growled. Like a puppet, I move according to my master's desire. “Suck it.” Within seconds, his two fingertips brushed across my lips before forcefully diving inside, while my tongue subconsciously flicks it. I look directly in his eyes yet my gaze slid down towards the stiff rod in between his legs. "How the hell did we get here with...?” I pause, my eyes widening in surprise. "You really have the knack to ruin any moment." Martin said and his finger hook under my chin, turning my face towards his. My legs obediently clung tighter as the support were gone. "Just shut up and let me love you."

I could tell Martin was hiding something when I looked into his green eyes. "Martin, please explain why you have the authority to murder me. I haven't hurt you, but you act as if I have "As he rushed forward, pinning my arms to the wall, his lips were inches away from mine. "You don't frighten me!" "You will be," he smirked as he pushed his magic into my body. I winced in pain as I realized he was deliberately triggering a memory. He didn't care about my safety; all he wanted was for me to remember...

Because that was all he could do, he had to try. “How long do I have to wait? Should I be gray and old and unable to walk? My friends have kept teasing me about you for years.” Martin thought about her words again while he was finishing up his morning coffee and got dressed to go out. What she asked of him—she didn’t have to wait that long... **** Celine looked up from her laptop and was slightly startled to see that Martin was already looking. What is he on about? “What is it, Martin?” “Hm. Err. Well…” He was stunned, refusing to say anything.

**** Mia drove into Martin's mansion, she stopped the car before getting down, angrily. "Who are you mam?" A guard asked. "Martin knows me" Mia replied, harshly. "I need to go and inform him..." "There is no need" Mia cut him off before storming into the mansion. Martin who was with his father, Dre Kings in the living room, looked up. "What the f**k are you doing here?" Martin asked with a glare. "It did not pull through" Mia muttered. "What did not pull through?" Martin asked, curiously. "The plan, I'm sure it will be on the net right now" Mia facepalm herself.

He stood up pushing her backwards till her back touched the wall behind her harshly, a groan escaped her lips as his hands tightened even more. "How am I supposed to answer that? you and everyone else know quite well that she fled from the hospital" Martin grunted to her face and retracted his hands off her neck.. He started walking away but halted his movement when he heard her next word.. "What will you do once Kyle finds out that you were in a secret relationship with his girlfriend back in those days?" Martin turned sharply to her with a cold glare that sent shivers down her spine, she swallowed hard as she saw him walking towards her once more in large strides..