Oh No By Marina Novels & Stories

“That beef of a man who did a better scene than those girls on America's Next Top Model was the Mark of your teenage years?” “Yes.” “That one was the one who hid his cock in your pussy and almost showed it in your mouth?” “Elizabeth Mill!” I shouted shocked looking everywhere in the meeting room, hoping that no one had heard us, but only the two of us had remained in the place since they left us here fifteen minutes ago. “Yes, or no?” “Yes... Kind of.” “So, I keep the same answer: Nicholas Spark.” she shrugged before going to the windows to admire the wonderful view of the Hudson River.

She sulked. Marina said, "Oh hi" and waved to the couple who were a few feet in front of us. Helen's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, and her face was dripping with horror. Ryan bowed and said, "You must be Luna Marina. "No need for procedures" Marina smiled sheepishly Is Helen all right? Ryan enquired while wearing a troubled look. Would you rather do the honors instead of me telling them? I smugly questioned Helen.

Two of my warriors—Blaze and Rowan—step out of the trees behind me. They freeze. They look at me. Then at her. Then back at me. Blaze mouths silently, Did our Alpha just propose to a human? Rowan whispers, “Is he sick? Cursed? Should we call the healer?” I want the ground to swallow me. My mate stares at me like I’m completely insane. Then she says the words that shatter my pride in the dumbest way possible: “No. I don’t marry kidnappers or shirtless men!” She turns to run.

Even though my vision had partially returned, the sheer number of guests around me blurred everything. I struggled to push myself up, but it was futile. The guests continued stepping on me as if I didn’t exist. By the time I managed to lift my head, all I could see was Regina laying her head on Jared’s shoulder. Fireworks erupted in the air, streaking gold across the night sky. “I love you, Baby,” Jared said softly. My chest constricted. I couldn’t tell if it was my heart or my body that hurt, but I couldn’t take it anymore. My vision darkened, and my eyes rolled back.

I try not to panic, keeping my tone firm but polite. “I’m sorry. I can’t—please, come to the cabin. I’ll see you there.” “Mama?” Liam whispers, gripping my arm tighter. “Mama, they’re too close.” I put a protective arm around him and raise my voice again. “Everyone, please—this isn’t the place—” Then a voice slices through the noise. Deep. Calm. Authoritative. “She said this isn't the place. Step back.” Silence falls instantly and I don’t need to look to know who it is. My heart knows but I turn anyway to confirm it.

Graham flung her hand off his arm and shouted, "She's not a housekeeper! She's my girlfriend! Go home, Emily! You're not welcome here!" He stormed off toward the neighborhood dump. But by the time he got there, it was already too late. The garbage from earlier had already been destroyed. ... Meanwhile, I had just stepped off the plane when my phone lit up with a flurry of notifications. I glanced at the screen, saw the 54 missed calls, and blocked the number without a second thought. Naomi's hand stayed wrapped around mine as we walked on. As we stepped out of the airport, a blond young man walked toward us with a bright, welcoming smile.

I staggered back, the walls of my room suddenly too close, the air too thin. Rowan reached out instinctively, his hands warm on my arms as he steadied me. “Hey, hey—Maya,” he said gently, his voice low and steady. “I know it’s a lot. Just… breathe for a second, okay?” I was barely hearing him. Marta—gone? Not just missing, but erased from memory, like some kind of ghost I had made up? My head was spinning, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.

Single guy, single guy, single guy! In the chat logs, Marina was extremely bold and arrogant, sending over a hundred messages a day, most of them photos of things she had bought. Jamie rarely replied. On the day before the wedding, Marina finally went quiet and stopped messaging him. However, Jamie suddenly sent her a message: [If you dare show up at the wedding tomorrow, you'll regret it.] Marina did not reply. It took Sharon over an hour to finish reading the entire chat log. She subconsciously glanced at Thomas.

Her name was Marina. Marina was a happy, joyful siren, with a great love for singing. In her free time, she loved to go and play with the animals of the ocean, and she was always willing to help those creatures who were in trouble. In all these aspects she was like any other siren in the ocean, but her charms came with an important detail that made her different to others: she was naïve and innocent, so she was unaware of the risks that existed beyond the surface of the ocean. Risks that only a reduced amount of sirens have lived in their flesh and have barely made it to escape from them.

It was now close to 11pm. Me: Hi beautiful are you still awake? Marianna: Hi Manny, yes I am still awake. Why are you awake this late? me: Oh you know just working on this case, why are you still awake Ma'am? Marianna: Honestly, because I miss you, it feels weird to sleep alone now.... Me: Really? I am flattered, I miss you too Marianna. Marianna: You should try to get some sleep sir! Me: What are you wearing?