Ming Maraj Novels & Stories

"You've found your mate," the teenager repeated. "Do they know?" she asked, referring to the others. Then she looked at their faces. "You all know!" she yelled. "Keep it down!" Eun-Jae snapped at her. "Sorry," she whispered then sniffed him again. "She has a really nice scent and that bite mark is really cute." Venkat rolled his eyes and pushed Ae-Chae's head away. "Venkat," Leke called. He looked at his friend. "An epsilon just mindlinked me. Mara's parents are on their way to the pack house."

Mar looks at the boy who was holding Amara's hand tightly. His eyes fixed on Mar as the little guy scrutinized him with his gaze. "Amara ,the kid just arrived. I know you are excited but why don't you guys just sit and chit chat for today?" "But Mar!" Amara stomped her foot in irritation. "Fine,but I am coming along" Mar said with defeat,it was no use arguing with Amara,she always wins it. "Amy! Can we take Shel with us...I know you will love her... please!"

“Dalen never believed in taking by force. His father knew it and never pushed. He trained Dalen to become Alpha with books and education and love for pack. It was during one of his educational trips abroad where Dalen met the love of his life, Marai.” He jerked the wheel and downshifted quickly in order to avoid a deer running across the dirt road. After he righted the wheel, he continued. “Marai was from a small but mystically powerful pack known as Karangicliffs. They live on what we know as the Outer Isles. But the original name is Karangi Islas. Coral Islands.” “Pretty.” “Very. Wait until you see it.” Sam said with a smile. “Anyway. This pack, lore says they were the first worshipers of

I waved my hand in dismissal. “What about that girl over there? I saw you talking to her before. And I saw her at a party with Mike the other night. You know…before he was…murdered,” Jaimie said in a hushed tone. I looked in the direction he was looking and saw Marina. She was alone this time. “I don’t think so, man. She would never agree to it,” I said. She already hated me. This would just put a cherry on top. “Try for me. How about this, if you can convince her, I can help you take some pretty interesting pictures,” Jaimie said and smiled mysteriously.

Mara’s voice was bright and teasing, her hands on her hips, her brown eyes glinting with joy, the sunlight illuminating her face, the clearing a sanctuary, the warmth a shared joy. “Look at this spread, Jas!” Mara called, her laughter sharp and infectious, her brown eyes sparkling, the bead cord on her wrist catching the sunlight, the warmth of the clearing wrapping around her, the air thick with the scent of roasted meat, the village a sanctuary, their bond a radiant light. “We kill a god, and they throw us a feast—I’m not complaining!” She grabbed a piece of honey-glazed venison from a platter, the meat tender and dripping with sweetness, her fingers glistening as she took a bite, the fire

I looked at him. “Will you teach me?” I asked, hopefully. He met my stare, and I could feel my heart beating. “Feeding is a sacred thing in our race. It is always done alone,” he said, softly and apologetically. “Except…” He trailed off. “Except?” I asked. “In matrimonial ceremonies. To bind husband and wife.” He looked away, and I could see him shift. I felt the blood rush to my cheek, and suddenly the room became very warm.

"Oh, come on, guys. You know I've missed you both like crazy, and it's the least I could do. Besides, I needed some quality girl time." Marissa leaned forward, her expression earnest. "We've missed you too, Mai. You've been so busy with that new resort project. How's it going?" Maiari's face lit up as she spoke about her latest venture. "It's challenging, but it's a dream I've been working toward for so long. El Nido is such a beautiful place, and I want to create something that truly captures its essence. I've been lucky to have some great partners on this."

"I'm sorry but I may not be able to join the banquet. I am a little drained since the portal seemed to be sucking my energy like a black hole just a moment ago." "Rest well, Mara," Azrael said. "I think you should ask someone to treat your back." "Will do, Azrael. Thank you for the participation." Mara turned her back and started to walk away. She held her chin high as she leaves and smiled at her people for successfully getting them one thing they have always deserved. AS THE crowd cheers for the success, she gripped on the handle of the sword. She bit her bottom lip as she marches towards the lady who did a great job cutting the connection.

Thanks to Mara's quick reflexes, she was able to dodge because it if not for that, the hot peppery meat slab would have left red marks on her face leaving her face scalding for days and disfigured. Even at that, a good amount of the meat slab was splashed on her arm, making Mara groan in pain. Furious, Mara stood up with a plate of hot rice and charged at the other person. Maya saw her coming, she shouted "Don't you dare touch me Mara or your Nanny will die!" Mara refused to be faced by any threats, the street rage has been activated. She angrily throw the rice on Maya's face but before it could lands Maya fell down on back this sending the hot rice on her bare thighs.

The fear was already there between us not crushing. Morning came soon. Mara was waiting for us in a stone chamber deep under the pack house one that was rarely used. The air was cool and damp, smelling of earth and herbs. Candles burned in a circle on the floor. Old scrolls were spread out on a table. Mara looked smaller than usual her face lined with worry. This ritual is old she said as we entered. Older than most of our records. It uses the mate bond as an anchor. Your love for each other will be the light that burns the seed out.. It will hurt. The seed will fight. It may show you things designed to break you. You must hold onto each other no matter what you see.