Maryse Lightwood Novels & Stories

He startles me from my movement, and I momentarily stop. As Drake sits there cradling Maddie, I cannot help but notice limited movement from Maryse. Moving closer with Colby right beside me I reach my hand down to touch Maryse. Her body is warm as I move my hand up to feel for a pulse. Moving my fingers around I cannot get anything from her. I take her wrist and again get no pulse. Confused I look at Drake and Maddie. “Drake,” I say. Seeing he cannot hear me through his grief, “Drake!” I say louder. Startled he looks up and I see tears in his eyes. Those tears break my heart. “Maryse is dead,” I say to him.

Shе took a sеat across from mе, lеaning forward slightly. "I'm Dеtеctivе Light," shе said. "Sorry for thе latе introduction. So, Mary, I bеliеvе that sourcе bеcausе that closеst pеrson of yours is your wifе. Janе madе it clеar to mе that you killеd thе latе officеr Jack."

Its doors stood half-open, candles flickering within. Elara and Lena stepped inside. The scent of damp parchment and dust filled the air. Between rows of towering shelves stood Maris Vale — thinner than Elara remembered from old photographs, her eyes shadowed by sleeplessness. “You came,” Maris said quietly. “So did you,” Elara replied. Maris handed her a thin folder. “I’ve been gathering pieces for years — documents Cassidy erased, transfers she buried. She runs the Council like her personal stage, but money leaves footprints even fear can’t erase.”

She found Jade few meters away, her limbs were twisted in an awkward angle. “Jade!” she shouted her name as she ran to where she was. Marissa knelt down and put her head on her chest to check for a heartbeat but there was non. “ No, no, no, no, please wake up, please, don't leave me” cried Marissa as she held her friend’s face but there was no response. Marissa looked around to make sure that there was no one close by then she held Jade's hand and closed her eyes. All she could see was darknes then she envisioned a strand of light curling itself around the darkness and soon, strands of light appear and interwined themselves into each other, then a bright light shot out of the hand holding Ja

Clarabelle joked, patting Mary on the back. Mary stared at her for a moment, then turned to her left palm. She flexed her fingers slowly, and her brows furrowed slightly. Clarabelle got off the bed and, with a smile, walked toward the door. “You haven't eaten anything yet, so I'll go get you some food. Wait here, okay?” She reached for the door handle, and as she placed her palm on it, a large bolt of yellow lightning broke through the wall behind Mary, shot through her back, and burst out of her chest, leaving a large hole in it.

However, something is dreadfully wrong. The light is all but gone from her eyes. Her complexion pale and her face gaunt. I ask her when I sit down, "Are you Maria?" "Yes." She states as she looks up at me with those cold eyes. "I am Jason Hathaway, we spoke on the phone."

The old lady laughed tenderly as a mother does to her favorite child, "I am Marie, Dom's nana. Ever since my daughter died I have been taking care of Dom, Lily, and their father." "Uh, mam? I don't want to be here, can you please help me out of-" Desperate for her freedom, Iris was interrupted by the door opening, and in walked an extremely pretty young girl looking slightly younger than Iris wearing a formal professional suit and walked like a supermodel with the same tender smile that Lady Marie was supporting,

Marisa Darcywas wearing a Chanel limited edition light curry dress, which made her whole person gentle. When she saw Emma Rosy, Marisa Darcy smiled, "Emma Rosy, you're finally here." Emma Rosy stiffened, her hands clutching the bag, her stubbornness and pride would not let her bow her head in front of Marisa Miller. Emma Rosy bit her lip, turned around and walked away.

she burst out in another wave of sobs. Gina and her other friend Issa continued to console her, “Oh my god, Mari. Try to relax. Calm down.” “Yes, Mariana. It’s okay. Alpha Edgar must be in a bad mood today. He will surely regret the way he spoke to you.” “I swear to fucking god, if she came in front of my face again, I am going to make her life a living fucking hell!” Mariana blasted furiously and marched away. ***** When Light woke up, she was disoriented and confused. Her head was aching a bit. Rolling out of the bed, she looked at the nightstand and noticed it was already twelve in the afternoon.

I almost kill Mary. I'm really really sorry right now. I don't know what to do. //WyByCa