Possessed Stan Marsh Novels & Stories

{EXPLICIT SCENE AHEAD} “And you…” Marshall ranted. “You couldn't find her? She's just a fucking weak female.” He shouted before he shot one of his associates who stood a few metres away from him in the head. Marshall had an outburst after he clearly instructed his men to kidnap Brinda however they couldn't. He wanted to use her as a pawn to get Francesco to subject to his clutches. “And you?” Marshall turned sharply to the other man. The man shook his head and stretched his arms to Marshall, pleading. “You deserve death.” Marshall predicted before he shot the man in the head too. The man let out a loud cry before he dropped dead.

His eyes are wild. I do not answer. I hold Eleanor tighter. She stirs, sighs, settles. He says he will go to Switzerland. He will find Dr. Marsh. He will get the truth. I tell him he is not going alone. The next morning, Marcus calls. He has located Dr. Marsh. The doctor is willing to talk. But he wants something in return. Immunity. Protection. He is afraid of Patricia. He knows what she is capable of. He has seen the way she operates.

Dom decided to show back up then. He walked up and stood on my other side. “Jasmine.” He greeted courtly. “I see my fun has ended, so why am I here?” She walked back to the couch and made a full production of bending over to it. “My man was captured and is being possessed. I need a poti-” “Possessed? By who? Not Astra!” Jasmine started freaking out. “How dare you call me for that!” Her eyes became slits as she glared at Dax.

I just want to see Stan one more time to tell him how much I love him. The beast watches me. Considering my proposition. “You help me, and I will not kill you today,” he replies turning away from me. “Thank you,” I whisper as much to the Moon Goddess as to him. He does not stop as he walks away. The other wolf who was standing there turns away from me locking the cell and following his master. Alpha Carter POV Trying to calm Stan down was proving impossible. He knew his mate was with an unpredictable beast who wanted one thing, Elizabeth. “How could this happen? How could the Moon Goddess take her away from me?” Stan mutters pacing back and forth.

He asked confused. "Nimune, she's a sorceress , and she's sharing a body with me, she talks to me and sometimes take over my body which mostly occur when am with Caleb, but after the kiss which occur because she was on surface, she takes over my body more often" I said . Dylan face dropped a little like he just came to realization. He stood from the bed like he's trying to process all he has heard, then went to the window side which isn't so far from the bed post.

Lista listened to Stefi’s explanation and commented, “Strange, but good. “If Marcel has to have a blood transfusion, I’m afraid his blood will no longer be pure.” “You’re right,” said Stefi, nodding. “At this point I already feel strange, I’m sure that Marcel is not an ordinary human.” “That’s why he can’t let go,” said Lista with a serious face. To Be Continued—

"Then why is your pulse racing? Why are your nipples hard against your shirt? Why can I smell how wet you are right now?" I gasped, scandalized yet turned on beyond belief. "You're disgusting." "Maybe," he agreed, pulling back to look me in the eye. "But I'm also right. Your body knows who it belongs to, even if you're too stubborn to admit it." Part of me knew I was playing with fire. Dante wasn't just any man – he was the heir to a mafia empire, the leader of a motorcycle club, and apparently, intensely possessive of things he considered his.

The body she had never found was now, in reality, burned to ashes. “You shouldn’t have taken my daughter’s life.” “I had no choice. She slandered me viciously and tried to hurt my fiancée—sorry, now my wife,” Kingston added, making his final statement precise and clear. This provoked the savage side of Venessa, causing her knuckles to turn white as she clenched her fists around the iron bar. It became painfully clear just how much Venessa possessed the supernatural abilities August had described. The area around the pillar seemed to undergo a form of oxidation as the woman screamed in rage. The specially crafted prison bars instantly crumbled, her hands gripping the roughly torn-out bars.

He glared and threatened to come get me. "You're not in your right mind; you're being used!!! Remember, when my father chose you and made you the Beta, you were nothing. Have you forgotten the strong bond you both shared?" I shrieked with hot tears rolling down my eyes. The image of my father grunting in the pool of his blood broke me to pieces and made me wish I had great powers to revenge him. My eyes were on Stan and fear was all I could feel. Stan's beast was more like a demon than a wolf. I was sure he was being possessed by demons that gave him extreme powers and that had made him kill without restraint.

He sometimes caught pieces of flesh but needed to get his jugular vein and put an end to him for good. Suddenly, he heard screaming and sounds behind him as he looked behind him. It was Mara and she was already fighting her way through. Something about her was changed or rather different and the he noticed her glassy pupils. Mara had been possessed. Just in time before she would reach him, he tossed Sebastian aside hard and then looked at the god of death. “This is a foul!!!” he yelled “How’s that?” was the response “She cannot interfere. You promised this would be a duel.” Grimshaw said