Maryse Lightwood Novels & Stories

Mara Sinclair was not a woman to be trifled and she made sure that everyone she worked with knew that. The only person who was actually aware of how soft she was, was her friend and newly wed Elizabeth Rodrigues. Mara was bridesmaid at her wedding and she could swear that it was the best she had ever attended, her friend glowed and shimmered all through and her eyes teared up at the sight. You could feel love in the air, dancing around the couple; a kind of love that had overcome from plenty struggles and difficulties, waxing strong between them.

The silver light faded slowly, like dawn creeping over a dark horizon. The warmth remained, settled deep in my chest, a steady pulse that matched the rhythm of my heart. I looked down at my hands. The glow was gone, but I could still feel it, coiled beneath my skin like something alive. Something that had been sleeping for a very long time. Maris was watching me. Her grey eyes were wet, but her face was composed. She had been waiting for this moment for years, I realized. She had been carrying this secret, this burden, and she had been waiting for me to be ready to carry it too.

"Citizens of Lightwood, please be calm. I assure you the police are doing their best in regard to this issue. They will find Lorraine very soon. Abigail here is a sign that I'm not just coming out before you to feed you all fake promises. I have taken this case personally like they were my children, which in fact, they are. It'll not be appropriate to start asking Abigail here all these questions as she is still recovering from her ordeals" His words were like water and he poured it on their blazing fire. He knew how to handle these people, after all, they were his people. He has been with them for more than anyone could remember. This was the reason he knew how to influence them perfectly.

It was a very quiet ride which I was okay with. I got out of the car and then faced Willow. "Thanks for the lift. I hope I see you sometime soon." "You'll see me a lot. I help my brother with his office. You'll see me almost every day." She smiled at me before driving away. I was screwed. I fell for the charming asshole and I knew how it was going to end. With me in a broken mess and him with a new girl but there was no way to stop it. I walked up to the door and it was unlocked. I threw the door open and walked in, the sight shocked me. There were clothes on the couch, the lamp, and the coffee table and I was quite sure the clothes belonged to Maya.

“Specifically, your appointment of that... individual from Olympus Club to a position of authority within Phoenix.” I didn’t blink. “Sean Smith is a highly qualified MIT graduate.” “He’s a prostitute,” Mary snapped, her knuckles whitening around the armrest. “You’ve brought shame to both our families with this… arrangement.” I raised an eyebrow. “Arrangement?” “Don’t insult our intelligence.” Mary’s cheeks flushed with fury. “A divorced woman, alone, flaunting her needs like a scandalous badge.” Lucy reentered with a tea tray, placing it down with studied grace. “Sugar, Anna?” Her voice dripped with false civility.

“She conjured white light, Lucas. White light. That’s Marie Lancaster-level shit! You and I both know normal witches can’t conjure UV light. That’s how Marie killed all those vampires in the War of Light and Dark, and it’s said that she had the power loaned to her from a god! A god, Lucas, and your little plaything in there just conjured it up like it was nothing! You’d have to be insane to keep hanging around her and you’re not insane, Lucas. You’re not!” Marie Lancaster was a strong witch from a large coven, one who stood the front lines in the war the vampires and witches waged on each other over a thousand years ago. We learned about her in school, and she’s hailed as a hero. The vampire

OMG. “Mary Madison Evans was the name of a sixteen year-old student who studied in White Knights University that's being suspected of the Nameless beggar’ accomplice. The photo was taken earlier and it shows that they're talking and seems too close— I turned off the Television. It's giving me headache. Where did that photo came from? Why is this happening? I heavily sighed. My eyebrows furrowed when I heard something approaching. I stood up when I heard some siren. I went near the window to check it.

She raised her head slowly to notice the clouds that looked like it was going to rain. It took her back to the time when Marie would run to her whenever lighting struck the clouds with a deafening sound. It was like a trauma she experienced when she was young and ever since was always scared of lightning. Marie was the only friend she had. They were both handmaids at the Royal residence. Marie had always worked for Isabella but was dismissed from her post to work for Luna Ava a few weeks after which Lucy was brought to the Royal residence.

I happened to recognize him when I saw Marisa and the other girl that I think was her sister. “Gosh, were you been in traffic, Anne?” Marisa casually asked. She saw me glaring at the woman beside her. She smiled at me, acting up genuine until I noticed a bit irritation in her voice when Marisa introduced her saying, “This is Marie. Our lovely baby.” Then looked at Trexon happily. She was beside Trexon and noticed how she started clinging herself to him. Trexon bit his lower lip and act like nothing’s wrong going on. He wasn’t even looking at me but only to Marie. I thought I’ll be having Trexon alone? And what is this? Trexon was blinded of this act and I hate this!

The woman in the room sighed, “Howard is but an old roughneck that hangs out in the gray area. He doesn’t know anything about the usage of the Lightning Wood. As for Elder Master Phillius and Elder Master Templar, I’m sure they need the Lightning Wood for their own use. What about this Mr. Yarde? Do you know why he was going after the Lightning Wood?” Eira thought for a moment and said, “I’m not so sure about it either. Although Mr. Yarde showed interest in the Lightning Wood, I don’t know what he’s going to do with it.” The master of the lodge sighed disappointingly and said, “Forget about it. Go look for Howard and buy the Lightning Wood back from him.” … While Kayson and his group were on