Novel & Cerita Marvel Midnight Suns Romance

he said, taking off his glasses and offering his hand. Lena froze. Under the green blaze of his emerald eyes, she froze. They were bewitching as she looked at them, calling her in, seducing her just by looking. “Hey?” Lena blinked. “Yes? Oh, I'm sorry.” she smiled, shamefaced. “I'm Lena.” “It's nice to meet you, Lena,” Maverick replied. “You too,” she glanced again at his glowing eyes. “You have the most beautiful eyes, you know that right? Why are you hiding it with those sunglasses.”

Then eventually both subside into that blissful valley where the warmth remains and is accompanied by peacefulness and contentment. And love... Pure, unadulterated passion with love. They would be continuing their fiery discoveries of each other until the break of dawn, finally falling into a deep and happy sleep in each others' arms. Along with these feelings comes the hope of a better day ahead... Despite the looming tragedies that are about to approach The Midnight Resort.

“Don’t forget I can still do what I promised not to do eight years ago.” “Is that a threat?” Maverick asked, raising an eyebrow. “Then it’s working if you recognize it. The deal is simple, Alpha: Get that bitch off the Moonlight Pack and don’t make her Luna.” “What the hell? Have you seen Aurora these days?” Maverick snickered loudly and sarcastically. “You can do all the crap in the world, but I can assure you that Aurora will take you down. That nonsense won’t work anymore.” “You…” Phoebe stuttered, but the words caught in her throat.

How did he – ? “Turn around.” I turn slowly, my breath caught in my throat as I take in the sight in front of me. Ronan stands in front of me, practically naked, with only a flimsy towel hanging precariously on his waist. The fabric barely clings to his frame and as I finally pull my gaze up to his, there’s a predatory look in his eyes. “Why are you in my room, Sunny?” His voice is low, too calm. It tells me that he’s readying for a fight, or for another of our ‘moments.’

--- ~ CATHERINE ~ Everyone is seated in the large, but oddly comfortable space of the Hollowbane Pack’s tattoo parlor called Moonmark Ink. Every member of the Hollowbane Pack is present. Ronan and his mate, Lyra. Killan and his mate Tess, a few other mated and unmated pairs I can’t remember their names at the moment, then Draven and Alex. After Cain has worn both of us out with constant lovemaking, we’ve rested, taken a hot shower - again - dressed up, and then headed straight for the parlor where discussions are to take place. At least that is what Cain tells me.

She lifts her hand, tilting it so moonlight spills across the soft skin of her wrist— And suddenly silver glows beneath it. Not a tattoo. Not magic. Not something artificial. A mark. Moon-bright. Alive. My breath leaves me in a quiet, stunned exhale. “A moon-mark,” I whisper. She nods, jaw tightening as if bracing for disappointment. “Since you’re my mate, you have a right to know. I got my wolf early—way early. And she’s powerful. People say moon-marked wolves are rare but…” She swallows. “Some think rare means dangerous.”

He is quick to follow, grunting my name repeatedly as he kissed me desperately. Afterward, both of us lay tangled with one another in the dark room, our bodies sheened with sweat, breathless and satiated. Still riding the high of the aftershock waves surging between my legs, I give up on trying to keep my heavy eyes open. Tomorrow is Sunday and neither of us have anywhere to be. We'll sleep until whenever and continue unpacking and organizing our apartment together. "I love you and want to spend my life with you." Randy whispered softly, wrapping his arm around my shoulder, drawing me in close.

"By midnight, the Alpha and the Luna must have sex under the full moon… and the Alpha will mark the Luna as his mate." "WHAT?!"

He collapsed over her, his chest pressing against her back, his cock still buried deep, their bodies slick with sweat, the sunlight dancing on his face, the hollow a sanctuary, their bond a radiant light. They lay there for a moment, their bodies tangled together on the moss, the sunlight filtering through the canopy, the air filled with the scent of pine, sweat, wildflowers, and the musky tang of their combined release, their breaths slowing, the hollow a sacred space of passion, their love a radiant flame in the forest’s heart. Mara turned in his arms, nestling into his chest, her brown eyes glowing with love, her voice a soft whisper, the sunlight illuminating her face, the warmth of the

Everyone in the clearing froze. "The Crown sleeps..." "The Fang thirsts..." "The Heart remembers..." "The Veil waits..." The wind stopped as suddenly as it had begun. Jasmine's eyes fluttered open. She stared at me in confusion. "Maverick..." Her voice was barely above a whisper. "I saw them." My heartbeat quickened. "Saw who?" She swallowed. "Two wolves." "Standing beneath..." She closed her eyes tightly. "...a black moon."