Skye And Marshall Novels & Stories

She smiled gracefully and said, “Since my injury has been healed, I won’t bother you anymore, Dr. Yarde. “I still have to deal with some affairs at the lodge, so I’ll be back to see you again when I’m done managing those affairs, Dr. Yarde.” Christine left with Eira while Skye stayed because he had already committed himself to Kayson. On the other hand, Skye had already advanced to become a grandmaster yesterday night! Kayson checked the time and discovered that it was almost noon already. He was planning on getting lunch before he headed back to the company.

Meanwhile, Caleb found himself in trouble with Savannah, who had shut him out completely. Sky and Zion's relationship had become a constant struggle, with tensions so high that even their children began to notice the growing distance between their parents. In a bid to mend their bond, Zion made a heartfelt attempt to show Sky the depth of his love and care. He organized a getaway, a chance for them to reconnect without distractions. Sky welcomed the idea, ensuring their children would be safe and sound during their three-day absence. Marco and Jessica reassured them, boasting top-notch security, sweeping the house for any devices, and allowing only trusted individuals near the children.

She smiled gracefully and said, “Since my injury has been healed, I won’t bother you anymore, Dr. Yarde. “I still have to deal with some affairs at the lodge, so I’ll be back to see you again when I’m done managing those affairs, Dr. Yarde.” Christine left with Eira while Skye stayed because he had already committed himself to Kayson. On the other hand, Skye had already advanced to become a grandmaster yesterday night! Kayson checked the time and discovered that it was almost noon already. He was planning on getting lunch before he headed back to the company.

“Knox Callahan? Skye, working with him is social suicide. He’s untouchable, and not in a good way. Everyone’s going to be watching you now.” Skye sighed, shifting uncomfortably as she adjusted her backpack. “It’s just a project, Maya,” she said, her tone firm but lacking conviction. “A stupid school assignment. It’s not like I’m joining his fan club.” Maya’s brows arched, her expression skeptical. “Sure, but you’re not invisible anymore. Hope you know that?” Skye stuttered some incomplete words. “I…” “Well, good luck with that.” Marya added casually, her ponytail bouncing as she turned to head toward her next class. “I’m late for my class. Text me if you need an escape plan.”

Cecilia and Franklin ended up together, just like it was meant to be. Two friends, who had never really made a big deal about their feelings, shared a love that grew quietly and steadily. On the day they celebrated the completion of the hot spring resort's design, everyone was having a great time at the party. Out of nowhere, Franklin took out a ring as big as a pigeon egg and, feeling brave from the party drinks, held it out to Cecilia. "Cecilia, will you marry me?"

“I have no idea what you are referring to.” Nova opened his mouth for the third time, but Skye raised her hand. “See no evil, hear no evil,” she said dramatically. “In fact, I did not see anything. I was not even here. I just walked in and I am already walking back out the same way I came in.” She started moving backwards slowly toward the door, still talking. “I will be outside waiting for Brad. We have a lot to do and I will be spending the night at his place. You two have fun. Be safe. Use protection. Lock the door. Bye!”

Skylar, who had softened for love, was already dead in that cold sea. "Install it." I stared into Luke's crazed eyes. "Night Owl was always meant to be a monster."

I halted, meeting his gaze with a defiance I hoped masked my discomfort. "I know you don't like me. But you have to show up at the party," he insisted, a hint of challenge in his tone. "Why me?" I countered, casting a glance at Brooklyn. She seemed uninterested, her attention glued to her cellphone. Ignoring my question, Skyler leaned in closer, the smell of his cologne invading my senses, making me frown. Then, in a move that felt too intimate, he whispered in my ear, "Kyle, your favorite. He's coming."

, she had a proud smile on her face as she looked at her beautiful partner. "Stare me as much as you want tonight, but hurry up for now", Elliot said slowly as they approached the car. "I'm going to kill you", Sky said slowly as she could see the mischievous smiles upon everyone's faces. "Sure, let’s do that tonight", he again teased her. "You do realize that I can still back off on my words and refuse to marry you??", she eyed him angrily. "My bad", Elliot coughed lightly as he held her hand tightly, fearing that she might really run away.

"That’s all you’ve got?" "I’m not here to discuss my personal affairs," I said, keeping my focus on the data in front of me. "Right. Because you have those," he quipped, pushing off the desk. "Let me guess, she’s adjusting, and you’re as welcoming as ever." I ignored the jab. My relationship with Skyla wasn’t his concern or anyone’s. The marriage was a transaction, nothing more. And as long as she upheld her end of the arrangement, there was nothing to discuss.