Seth Marshall Novels & Stories

“I’m the last person you can fool. Okay, if I’m not back in thirty minutes, come in after me. You can kill anyone you want.” “Fine…” she said, her voice watery. I captured her lips one more time. I’d never get tired of the taste of her. “Maverick, oh my gosh, look. It’s Saul, Rune’s Dad.” Saul stopped in the middle of the block. So, Seth really was trying to take my pack from under me. Another guy I recognised as Seth’s top-ranked beta marched up to Saul. They chatted, but stopped and stared right at us.

Voss didn’t like him, and as far as he knew, he hadn’t been invited. “I want to talk to you,” he said as he started to pull me away. He was being aggressive with me, and it didn’t sit well with me. “Hey, you’re hurting her,” Seth said. Miles turned around and glared at Seth. “I am the man she’s getting married to. I suggest you mind your fucking business.” Seth stepped forward. “Or what?” He asked. Seth was the bigger man. He was a bit taller than Miles, and he was definitely more fit. If they got into a fight, I would imagine Seth would win, especially because I knew he could fight, and he carried a gun wherever he went.

" ~~~ Question: What will be Cade’s answer to Seth? a.) Let's get this done quickly. b.) I feel like dying not seeing you. c.) The audacity...

Seth tinted awfully somber and his eyes got this deadened look that I didn't like in the least bit " what is it ? Spit it out " " well , I will but don't pull a Wes on me alright ? I don't want to answer Bella why her boyfriend of a day died in a car crash -" " Just say it ! Dammit " " alright if you want me to but I don't want to tell you something instead I wanted to show you " after that Seth turned back to his computer screen typed in another bit of code and a video block appeared on his screen , but he didn't click on the play button instead he turned to look at us " Its going to be bad -"

Her lips moved but couldn't produce a word and that was when it dawned on her that his love has completely made her speechless. Miss mary and her son kept on watching the drama.... I have always wanted to propose to her and I think this is the right time...Seth thought as he dip his hands on his pocket and bought out a ring..he has bought the ring the night of the pool party. Pinky blinked hard and lower her gaze to the ring. "Will you marry me pinky..I need you to make my life complete"Seth uttered placing the ring in front of pinky. "Come on.. pinky,I need an answer" Seth cooed..

I smiled at him but that didn't fly because he kept staring at me as though he wanted to say something but was holding back. "Look, I'm only trying to save you. You cannot get committed to something like this when you do not know the first thing that has been wrong with everything. Seth has been in the business of murdering people since the 80s. You don't think it's going to change now do you?" His words sent chills down my spine but I refused to be intimidated because if I was then I would not be able to carry out my duty which was getting revenge the right and proper way.

“There’s another thing.” His eyebrows knit together. “What is it?” I chew my bottom lip. “I was planning on giving my father information about the Wolves once you had sent me back. I was going to use it to get out of my marriage with Marius.” Ethan stills. At some point during our time together, I let myself forget he is a fierce warrior, though it is obvious now from the tightening of his jaw, and the tension he emits. Was I foolish to admit this to him?

“They claim the cargo papers don’t match the permits. They’ve blocked the port completely.” I stayed silent for a second, letting the information settle. “Where is Seth now?” “At the dock,” Marcel said. “Arguing. Constantly. He keeps saying his family has permission to run everything. He’s shouting about connections, influence… but the officers aren’t backing down.” I closed my eyes briefly. The picture formed easily in my head—Seth’s temper, his arrogance, the way he always believed his name alone could open gates. “Put it on video,” I said. “I want to see.”

Seth sighs, "Sorry, I'm not into dudes." Marshall chuckles before taking a long drag of his cig, blowing a huge puff of smoke. "Me neither. I'm just a fan." "Pretty fucking dedicated one at that huh?" Seth sneers. Marshall chuckles, "You're bitter that you didn't notice my spy, am I right?" "I'm annoyed that some random fucking guy wearing all white came in here talking about bullshit, sticking out like a sore fucking thumb. Not exactly the best fucking idea to be wearing white in the middle of the night, especially if you're going to be meeting people like us."

Seth looked like he was being strangled by ghosts. Everyone knows Byron Riley. NHL legend. Four-time championship winner. The guy's a fucking myth in the hockey world. But that spark, that weird energy between them? That wasn’t from admiration. That was something else. Something hotter, more dangerous. I’d seen Seth drunk. I'd seen him high. But I had never seen him like that. It was sexy in a way that felt fucking wrong. Charged. Like a lit match in a room full of gasoline.