Skye X Marshall Novels & Stories

“Zane, I can’t wait. This is about work. We only have two weeks to uncover everything. There’s no reason for you to be jealous.” My gaze dropped, then snapped back to her. “I’m not jealous,” I said. “I just don’t like that guy.” Skye gave me a small smile and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around me. “Brad isn’t like that. He respects boundaries. And who knows… maybe the first caller was just a network glitch or something.” She pulled back slightly and kissed me—deeper this time, longer, her tongue sliding against mine like she was trying to melt my suspicion away.

He was getting bored of waiting so he started to scroll through his phone. "Let's go, I am ready," Ella told him while putting her phone in her purse. He lifted his face to see her. She was looking breathtakingly beautiful; it looked like the dress was just made for her. She was wearing a maroon off-shoulder dress that ended a few inches below her knees. She did a loose curl to her long hair and only wore a nude lipstick. Even without makeup she was beautiful. "Something is Missing," he said and went closer to her.

I stepped out of my car, the evening air hanging stiff around me. I walked up the door, about to insert my key when the knob turned and the door opened. That took me by surprise. And it was even more surprising when I came face to face with Skye. Was Marshall finally home? "Oh." She raised her brows, seeming a little surprised to see me. But there was something else behind her eyes—satisfaction. Involuntarily, my eyes took a trip down the length of her body. Her cheeks were hued, her top button undone with the collars a little rough, her skirt was an inch up out of place, and the worst one: her lips. The lipstick was cleaned.

“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.”

Sky then continued her questioning. Expanding on the given context: Sky's revelation about her arranged marriage to Arthur Blackstone shocked her friends, Gale and Geoffrey. They were taken aback by her unexpected statement and couldn't help but wonder why this had come up all of a sudden. Gale, concerned for Sky, asked her gently, "Darling, why? What's going on?" Sky redirected her focus and shook her head, requesting, "Please, let me ask them first." She knew that her grandparents, Geoffrey and Suzanna, held crucial information about the circumstances surrounding her engagement to Arthur Blackstone.

“Skye—please.” But I had already made up my mind. “I, Skye Crescent Moon, daughter of the Lycan King,” I said, my voice shaking but firm, “hereby reject you, Damian Wolfe, Alpha of the Silverclaw Pack, as my mate.” “No—” he whispered, stepping forward until his fingers wrapped around the bars again. “Skye, don’t—please. Don’t do this.” My heart cracked as I watched the pain spread across his face like a storm breaking over open water.

"No, they're not kissing. Maybe the distance is playing tricks on you." "I am telling you, there was no mistaking it. They kissed," Skye exclaimed, her voice trembling with shock and disbelief. As she struggled to hold back her tears, she slowly lowered herself into the nearest chair, her hands covering her face in an attempt to hide her pain. The room fell silent as the weight of her words hung heavy in the air, leaving Maysie stunned and speechless. *******

Everything I required to know about the choice I had just made was revealed to me in this instant. I wasn't only physically drawn to Skye, though. We genuinely shared a lot of things, in addition to the simply mind-blowing sex we frequently engaged in. We were both visionaries who were unable to live up to the expectations of the outside world. We focused on the future, outlining every section of the path we wanted to take, rather than being stuck in the past. My attraction to Skye was sparked by the fact that we both had aspirations that were bigger than our minds could comprehend. Our minds functioned in a similar manner, and we shared a desire that was unstoppable. .

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.

A sigh escaped Skye’s lips as she allowed herself to fall on the wide patch of grass as her eyes stared up at her namesake. “Is marrying me really that terrible?” A deep, baritone voice thundered through her entire system as the question echoed throughout the entire garden. Skye instantly shot up from where she was laying down, her vision darkening at the sudden movement, a hard set of arms held her body as it attempted to fall back down the ground.