Shay Marken Marvel Novels & Stories

" Cool man. Elly bowed her head and turned to leave, she already knew the outcome, but after all, the editorial office belonged to her cousin, who was the editor, so she tried to say a word, but it seemed useless. When she learned that she was working as an assistant for a young CEO returning from abroad, she was extremely overjoyed. Yesterday, when she was going to meet him, she carefully prepared her appearance to greet him. Unexpectedly, he didn't glance at her, and she nodded and asked her out. He's handsome but he's really cold. Mark has been away from this place for ten years, and now that he's back, he's no longer the naive young man he used to be. Originally, he didn't want to go bac

She sighed and briefly told Mary what she had encountered that day, from accidentally having gone into arousal to having had a temporary mark from an alpha. Mary was surprised to hear that, she stammered speechless. She tried to stabilize her emotions, then asked again, "The one who marked you is Stella's CEO, Marcus Hofsess, right?" Calantha nodded, "He just temporarily marked." Confused, she asked Marry, “According to what I've learned, beta can't sense pheromones, right? Why did you and the people I met on the road stayed away from me?”

The king said in distaste. "LYCAN don't mate to weak werewolves."His jaw twitched. "You must reject her."He said with a cold voice which made Ales's head spin upon hearing his heart wrecking words. It was happening again. Her heart was going to crash into tiny pieces just like two weeks ago. Alessandra couldn't believe that she got marked by a LYCAN. Ales was supposed to hate them because they were the reason why she didn't have a father. What will her mother say when she finds out that her soon-to-be son-in-law was an LYCAN? People who killed her dear husband during the war?.

The third was younger, taller, hair cut short, silver eyes, wild and bright. He smiled at me. “You’re Lira Vale.” I nodded, refusing to show fear. “Who are you?” He grinned wider, wolf-sharp. “You can call me Marek. I’m what happens when you leave the old stories unfinished.” His voice was too calm, too confident. He moved closer, ignoring Kael’s knife and Cass’s glare. “You think you ended it,” Marek went on, circling the fire. “You think you broke the chain. But the chain was just the surface. There’s something deeper here. Something the Sovereigns forgot.”

I said. “What if she doesn’t want you anymore?” Mave asked. “That isn’t even a possibility,” I said. “Are you sure? You left her knowing full well what would happen if you left. If I were in her place I wouldn’t be able to. I doubt I would be able to even stomach looking at you. And what? You’re fine with her being marked? You can’t change that. That’s written into the stars, it’s written into our bones. We cannot go against the mark, Shane,” Mave said.

I mutter, dropping onto the bench at my stall. “The mighty Logan Shaw,” Marco continues dramatically, “captain of the Titans, destroyer of defenses, allergic to feelings—” “I’m going to break your stick.” “—has been publicly claimed by one Harper Lane wearing the sacred jersey.” Corey slaps a hand over his heart. “It was beautiful.” “It was moving,” Zane adds. “I cried,” Marco says. Cole snorts. I start unlacing my skates, trying very hard not to smile because the second they see it, I’m dead.

“Don’t stay out all night.” She nods and smiling she bounces out of the room. I wake up from a sharp pain in my left shoulder. It feels like someone’s stabbing me with a red-hot poker. Hissing, I touch Shay’s mark. We don’t love each other, but the mark does ensure a superficial bond. “Ah! Fuck!” I holler as another stab of pain shoots through the mark. Frowning, I get up and go to the mirror, staring open-mouthed at the pulsating mark. It goes from white to deep red and then just fades out of existence. What the hell? “Shay?” I call her name and predictably get no answer.

Marvel asked Valentine. Valentine wraps his arms around my waist and rests his chin on my shoulder. “It lets everyone who sees it know that your mommy is my mate. It’s like a wedding ring, only better because she can never take it off.” “Oh,” Marvel says, then cranes his head to look all around Valentine’s neck. “Where is your mark? Stupid Ben and Fick have them.” He smiles softly. “Your mama isn’t a werewolf like me and you, so she can’t mark me like I did to her. Quinn and Courtney are both werewolves too, so they can mark their mates back.”

Then he heard a knock on the door and he turned back because he thought it was Lily again, but stopped. Mark, the manager of one unit team, works on one side of the company, but is friends with Shaydon because of his father and since Shaydon doesn't make one. He was nothing like Shaydon. He was handsome, exciting, a good person, good at his work, always smiling but one thing was common, he also was single. "Hey. Can I come in, Sir?" He said teasingly, and walked in. "Hey. Come, why are you here?" Shaydon said and took a seat. Mark came and started walking to the side of his seat.