Mary Macdonald Marauders Novels & Stories

The slap cracked across my face like a whip before I could finish speaking. Pain exploded across my cheek. My head snapped to the side, and I tasted blood where I'd bitten my tongue. I froze. Every muscle in my body locked down, screaming at me to retaliate, to show this woman exactly what happened when you put your hands on a princess of the Bloodmoon Kingdom. But I wasn't a princess anymore. I was a maid. And maids didn't fight back. "Watch where you're going," she snapped, "You just arrived and you're already being clumsy. Perhaps you'd like to lose your job on your first day?"

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

~ Paris, France ~ Marcy Redmayne is the princess of the Red Moon pack, the second largest pack in North America. Her father is Alpha Edward, and her mother is Luna Layla. Since her younger brother is set to become the next Alpha of the Red Moon pack, Marcy got an opportunity to explore the world. She spent the last ten years in Europe, starting with the United Kingdom, and after two years in Poland, this was Marcy's third year in France.

he shouted, snapping his finger up. . DHARRR .... DHARRR .... DHARRR .... . There was a loud bang and a brighter flash of light. And read the writing on the sidelines of the fireworks sparks, ~ KUSUMA & MAHARANI FOREVER ~ Ooooh.... I feel like flying. Feel so loved. There is no most beautiful feeling for a woman, other than being loved by her mate. My vision started to blur with tears of joy. I am Maharani. Currently the happiest woman on earth.

He squinted in the sunlight, the figure was far too tall to be Cara. Feigning slight disappointment he crouched down to pet the dog. “Archer?” The voice came from the tall, model-like figure. Archer stood up, forcing a polite smile to his face. “Or should I say, Zach Maddox? Which do you prefer?” Her face tilted sideways, mocking him. Archer’s smile dropped as he felt the sarcasm stab at him. “Sorry do I know you?” He asked confusion wavered through his voice.

Susan said as she lead him away from the table. Everything was going smoothly, the first part of the mission had been achieved, lure Achademi so one of them could take his place, next step however, keep him distracted long enough to attract his team of CCS, third step, knock them out once they arrive and pretend to be them, fourth step, put an end to Fasting and everything about him.

Even Camron noted the look that crossed her face at that not really terror but damn close. "No really I will be okay in a bit." Around six Molly walked in to start her day Mackayla then decided to take a chance. "Carson could I take the girls with me to Maricas' today it would be less for you and Molly to worry about. Plus it might be good for the girls to get a little more socialization." "Probably but that might be a little much on you how about just one for now to see how it goes."

Max I sit in my seat at church, located to the left of Austin. The long oval red oak table proudly presents the emblem of our club. The death symbol holding his usual scythe along with a shield. Under the emblem are the words Nightmare Warriors MC in black bold letters. We have only been in church a few moments and are still waiting on a few brothers to join us, but judging my Austin's nervous behavior, I can tell something is defiantly wrong. The thought worries me. This club doesn't need any more bullshit.

Does he do this to those girls who are constantly swarming around him on campus? No, definitely not. If he pulled this kind of terrifying shit with them, the entire university would have heard about it by now. Though knowing how desperate some of those girls were, the crazy ones would probably still stay—because Maddox was the untouchable, golden boy everyone lusted after. CRACK! “Maddox!” I screamed his name, biting back the rest of my frantic words just in time as the heavy leather crop came down hard, landing squarely across my flesh.

"Welcome to the Mob League, Nyx. My name is Don Marcelo and you’ve been chosen to join us, but before you can, you must pass a test." The name also rang a bell in her head, Don Marcelo was the head of the Macaris Family in Romoto, the Macaris Family were the most feared Mob family in Romoto, seeing him life and not just the stories Big Tom told of him made it so surreal for her. Sasha’s heart raced. She had expected some sort of initiation, but she wasn’t sure what it would entail. Her muscles tensed as she braced herself for whatever challenge they were about to throw at her.