Marvel Tempest Novels & Stories

“The Luna only lets me fuck omegas during the mating ceremony as it is demanded that I ruin them before handing them to find their mates. She never allows me to touch a maid. So, fucking you like that... it means she fancies you. Likes you.” A smile tugged at my lips, relief mixing with a strange pride. “I'm pleased the Luna is happy with me,” I said, meeting his eyes steadily. “And I'll do my best to keep making her happy.” Thorne's gaze lingered on me, heavy with unspoken expectations, as his fingers traced the edge of the desk. “Only if I permit it,” he added, his tone laced with possession, like he was marking territory I hadn't even claimed yet.

That my blood will make a bond unbreakable. Another 2 years have passed. Tempest has started a factory called C.W. He has 10 workers under him. IT is making lots of money. He has also started his own family. His wife is a human. I wonder if their children will have powers. Tempest had his wedding on his 18th birthday. The day was already special to him, because it was the day I adopted him. He says that day will always be the happiest day of his life. Rosalita and Flora took over the orphanage. They said they wanted to save all the kids, no matter what race. It is now more of a home, than an orphanage. The Mother’s Nest. They even take in women trying to raise their kids right, but can not b

"Get in." I had a feeling this would be the start of something bad, but I got in. "What are you doing out here?" "I, uh, I work for Lucas. I do as I'm told." "Why do you work for Lucas? Your father is one of the most feared mafia men." I spun to him with wide eyes, "What?" I ran threw my thoughts frantically, how could he know that? "I know you aren't Liv Johnson. You are Ripley Rose Esposito. I was late tonight because I was busy getting information on you. So, why are you pretending to be someone you aren't?"

Niamh asked in awe. Marvel smiled, "My mother is the High-Priestess, remember? When you became Queen, my mother and the other priestesses had this made in case you ever had to go into battle. It should help protect you." Maeval drew back the Queen's braided hair and fixed it with the comb. "Now you are ready," Marvel said, and Moidrin nodded in agreement. The handmaidens walked to the armory doors and opened them wide. King Lorcan was standing with General Aengus just outside and looked up when the doors swung open.

Amaris I jolt awake; the urge to get out of here is all-consuming. What is going on? I ask, the need for answers just as strong as the need to bolt. ‘Something—' she begins but then stops, as if reanalyzing whatever is making us feel this way. Then, suddenly, panic surges throughout my entire body as she states, ’Mate! Something is coming that will put him in danger. We cannot go to him yet, we must prepare.’

"She is next. Marcus Vale is about to send her the final nail." In a different hotel across the city, Marcus Vale sat alone in front of three monitors. On one screen: the tabloid preparing the 6 a.m. drop. On another: the board group chat exploding. On the third: a live feed of the preschool clip going viral. He smiled and typed a single message to an unknown number. "Phase three complete. All players are moving exactly as planned." Back at the penthouse, Mia was awake and wandered into the kitchen where Elena was making coffee. She climbed onto a stool, purple cast resting on the counter.

The woman of his life. Tempest lifted a hand to touch his hair and look into those sky-blue eyes. “It just... it feels so unreal that we can cross it,” Tempest looked back at the forest, twisted trees and thick fog. Even though she was a Venefrix and had tamed her magic, even with a powerful SSS insect on hire, the memory of The Brood was still way too fresh in everyone’s mind. Archer didn’t say anything. He just waited with her. Better Tempest didn’t even imagine the horrors buried inside that fog, the same fog that was starting to give way now.

Those who didn't give up on me, you were the reason I didn't give up either. To those wondering what is to come next, allow me to let you know what you can expect... There are still 3 novella spin-offs to be released before we dive into the second half of The Gods' Saga, Runaway Empress (which is already serialising on Ream) - the prequel about Mei's parents, Dark Vocation - Manon's story, and Valor, Verve, and Virtue - Cole and Andromeda's story. The spin-offs are all under 70k words, so they shouldn't take anywhere near as long to complete.

It was Oscar. "You forced me to activate the Thunder Tempesta Physique. I'll admit that you're a rare prodigy. But you're too damn cocky. "Every era has its chosen ones, but very few make it to the end. Too much force breaks the blade. Marshal Snow, this is your limit. With my Thunder Tempesta Physique activated, I now have supreme-level power. I can go toe-to-toe with a Supreme. "What have you got against that?"

As the minutes went by, Tempest-1 continued to fly across the sky. Half an hour later, someone suddenly spoke through the communicators. "Tempest-1 has arrived at the designated location. We’ll commence the paradrop in T-minus ten seconds. "Ten…"