Mary Argy Novels & Stories

“Motherf*cker!” Argo cursed angrily. He walked over and grabbed Claret's hair roughly. “F*ck... You work in a place like Aphrodite’s Wish, and you claim that you only sell art and not your body? Are you f*cking thinking of yourself as a holy virgin? How dare you slap my distinguished guest? Believe it or not, I will kill you here today!” When he heard this, the club manager on the side grew concerned quickly. “Master Argo, we can talk this through,” he hurriedly said. “What made you this angry? What’s the deal with all of this?”

My stepmom came in too, looking so furious. “Are you sure?” The doctor asked. “Yes. I’m actually busy so please doctor, why did you call?” “Do you know Angelo?” he asked. Carina went silent. I can feel what she is feeling right now. I think she is feeling weird why the doctor knew about him. “How did you know him?” she finally spoke again. “From my patient, Jillian. Do you know her?” “Yes. I know her, Jillian Sagittarius.” “This is insane!” My stepmom yelled in anger.

Mary had started working there a few weeks earlier, also as an EA like her. Nicole gave her a small, weak smile and nodded. Yeah, what was wrong with her, really? So what if her boss had a gorgeous girlfriend who happened to be a total brat? “Hey, have you seen Amara Aragon?” Mary asked in a low voice. Nicole frowned, showing that the name didn’t ring a bell. Mary rolled her eyes before continuing.

Their body aches, strenght are almost drained because of the non-stop fighting. “The only purpose of these monsters are to tire us. Bullshit!” Argus complained. He is now fighting with his hands for his sword was taken by one of the enemies. “I guess so—” His words are cut by what his peripheral vision has caught. It is a familiar feminine figure that his eyes longed to see. Finally, she showed up, waking fiercely amidst the monsters. “Mari,” he whispered to himself. Argus heard him, but he is too occupied with his fight to meddle with the matter.

*** Enthusiast Jeffrey Campbell sat at the Argent's high class breakfast patio with moody Ricky Winterfield who he practically dragged out of his house early that morning. Well, Jeffrey couldn't stand his knucklehead best friends waste a whole Saturday doing nothing but wallowing in distasteful "self-induced boredom" as he put it. He was positioned next to Tommy De' Argent, Arian's baby brother who was a lot more fun. Tommy was a little before six. Madame Rose De' Argent, who the boys loved to call Mom Rose, had Tommy late. Precisely thirteen years after she had Arian. Unlike his big brother, cool thing's Tommy was a mix of funny, mischievous and sweet.

Will Airk still choose Brax even after his eighteenth birthday? Argo has been fighting with his cousin Isaac over a girl for months. Argo is close to making Hazel choose him, but is sent away on a trip with his brother to Alpha Brax’s pack. Argo is introduced to Brax's sister, Mila, who irritates him and seems immune to his charm. But for some reason, Argo is unable to get her out of his mind, and the need to have Hazel is slowly disappearing. I really appreciate you all. You inspire me and you make me better. writing stories can be stressful, but it's usually a lot of fun and that is mostly thanks to you.

While he managed to avoid dealing with curious coworkers, there was still one person he couldn’t escape—Argo. Over Christmas and New Year, Argo had gone skiing with friends at a remote cabin in the very north, where cell service was practically nonexistent. The entire point of the trip had been to disconnect from the world. Little did he know that, because of this, he had missed out on one of the biggest breaking news stories of the season. As soon as Argo was on his way back this morning and his phone reconnected to the network, the first thing that popped up was: "ALERIC WINFIELD HOSPITALIZED IN ACCIDENT – MYSTERIOUS WOMAN BY HIS SIDE."

“I did not mean to.” Ryan looked around carefully. Nobody appeared injured. Thank the gods for that small mercy. “What happened?” Aria swallowed hard, her voice trembling. “I got angry.” That terrified her most of all. Not grief. Not fear. But simple, ordinary anger. Something so human and relatable. A training wolf had made a cruel comment about her, nothing unusual in the current climate of suspicion. She had felt the hurt deeply. Then the anger had risen. And suddenly the entire field had frozen without any conscious intention or control on her part.

As my mother said last night, I have to focus on protecting my pack, and making it stronger. I can’t protect everyone at the same time, so I need them to know how to fight, in case of a massive invasion from our enemies. I train the little ones, from age twelve to twenty. Oliver says I’m good with them, so I stick to them. As I’m watching them train, a woman starts to approach me. It’s Ainsley’s mother, Mrs Mateo. “Alpha Arthur.” She nods. “Mrs Mateo.” I say back. I already know what the conversation is going to be, but I’ll let her say whatever she wants to say.

I spun on my heels to get a look at the source of the voice "You were thinking out loud." "I spent over a thousand hours on that painting." The voice continued "E.A.D?" The words left my lips as I stared at the letters at the bottom of the painting "It's an acronym for Eugene Ari Darian." "Greek?" I scoffed, genuinely amused "A greek god actually," he corrected, arrogance clear in his tone with his head held up high "You are arrogant, you know that right?" I asked, not the least bit impressed "Okay, I'm sorry if I've been rude." His attempt at an apology was weak-hearted, he didn't mean it and I could sense it