Miraculous Ladybug Fanfiction Marinette Kidnapped Novels & Stories

Both Harley and Marietta gave her an innocent smile before looking at each other. “We will free your kind but first you have to help us and don't play tricks,” Marietta said looking at Miranda suspiciously. “Deal.” “That’s too easy and fast, what's your take on it?” “I trust you and as I said earlier, all I want from the both of you is to free me and my kind from this shit hole,” Miranda said looking frustrated at the cave. “Okay, I guess we gave a deal then.”

“Ah, that's a poor decision. And painful. I know. If I was him, I wouldn't give you to them. But, an alpha always goes back to his luna.” “That's impossible! It won't happen. He hated me.” Hodor took his throne. “I see. Vamoire you can have her, after that put to her to the dungeon.” “Wha?! No! I did not do anything!” Maridelle screamed. For the third time she was imprisoned. She got her trauma already. Vamoire left with Maridelle. “That's interesting.” Hodor uttered to himself while smelling the coagulated blood on his hand. “Why do I smell her in you Vamoire?”

Her complexion slowly turned pale like that of a dead fish as her anxiety doubled. “Wh-what's her name? I mean, the girl who got killed” Rita asked, while trying her utmost best not to stutter. As much as she would like to share a secret with Marianna, the same individual has a crush on her stepbrother, someone she hated. What were the possibilities that Marianna wouldn't sharply tell everything to Andrew if she does? So it was best to rush over to the Scarlet Heart Pack – Rita had screwed up big time. “Mirabel Lewiston. Do you know her, Margarita? You're looking… unsettled” Marianna tried to come closer, but she was quick enough to move out of the way.

Wiggy snorted loudly as his back hit the concrete wall, while Louise continued to push, making it hard for him to breathe. The young man opened his eyes only to find Louise's grinning face turned wrinkled, red with a long nose, and sparsely dirty teeth. Seeing that, Wiggy was horrified, took a stance, then kicked Miranda's chest with all her might with both legs. The witch has pushed quite a distance but was unharmed. While Wiggy coughed clutching his chest, Miranda transformed back into a beautiful woman with platinum hair and piercing bright purple beads. She walked leisurely with one hand on his waist.

I exaggerated a bit, but can you blame me? My beloved wife, just after our wedding night, fell ill with some strange disease unknown to us, which caused her pain throughout her body. My friend who was supposed to provide me with information about my wife’s true origins has disappeared and cannot be contacted. To top it all off, my pack was attacked while I was away, and someone magically got into my apartment and kidnapped Mackenzie, leaving behind a badly injured Anna. "Yes!" Miles screamed, and I quickly returned to reality, determined to go on the rescue mission as soon as possible.

"Trust me on this. Let her go." Rogue became conflicted. But still, he nodded at Marius. Ivanna took this as a cue and sprinted back upstairs. She carefully closed her door and ran to her bed. Moments later, her door stride opened. Marius stepped inside. He wasn't as old as she had guessed. "Miss Pierlot," He called and stepped closer to her. His voice was deep. "You'll be set free." He said and leaned to her level. "Be a good girl and don't open your mouth to say a word to anyone. Rogue wouldn't be the one to end you that time, I will. Tell your fams you found yourself along a highway, and that you couldn't recall anything."

“And oh there were floating shadows that spoke to me and one saved me from the demon man, it pushed me off the burnt land, then I was running and the next thing I know I was falling down a hill. I hit my head so hard, I lost consciousness for a while and when I woke up the storm had already started so I hid in this cave. And the cherry on top is, I almost got eaten alive by spiders." Nigel grabbed her by the arms and squeezed them. "Did the man touch you?" "Ouch! You're hurting me." "Miranda, I'm not fucking around. ANSWER ME!" Nigel boomed, his voice almost as thunderous as the storm raging outside. He saw the fear in her eyes. "I apologize for yelling. But did he touch you?" "No he didn't.

Martin whipped her and her body was covered in blisters from the wolfsbane. "Lucy?" I took off my t-shirt covering her body with it. I scooped her up and started walking almost running upstairs. "Alpha, what are you doing with the rogue?" "THIS IS NO ROGUE! THIS IS LUCY BENNET FROM MOUNTAIN MOON AND MY FUCKING MATE YOU IMBECILE. I let my Alpha aura rush out, causing Martin to fall to his knees shaking. It really wasn't his fault. I ran to the pack hospital. Rushing in the doors I screamed for the pack doctor who was also my Aunt Melina

"She isn't hidden in a dungeon, Juniper. That was the genius of Silas’s cruelty. Mara is in the Silvercrest compound. She’s in the nursery with the other pack children. Cassidy saw her every day, walked past her every morning, knowing that one wrong move, one sign of disloyalty, would mean the girl would 'disappear' into the foster system or worse." The cruelty of it made my stomach twist. To have your child within arm's reach and still be a world away because of a threat. "We have to get her," I said, my voice hardening. "I promised Cassidy. I'm not letting that girl spend another second as a pawn." "She won't be," Dante promised, his jaw tightening with a flash of the Alpha-to-be. "I'll au

It was not alone, several werewolves leaped out, staggering, and started to run across the yard, only to be brought down shrieking by Mercy and Verina. Fine silken strands drifted out the open window. Meguitte reached out a hand and several wrapped around her fingers. Tiny spiders dangled from the silk. “Interesting,” Meguitte extended her hand and blew across her palm, dislodging them to drift out over the garden. The sunlight caught in hundreds of tiny sailors setting out into the great wide world. “Spider rain.” “Ah, Meguitte, my dear,” Connery called from within, his tone deliberately casual, but the tension beneath making a lie of it.