Tarnished X Marika Novels & Stories

He chuckled and nodded, still looking at me. “But why would Mara leave just when she was about to become Luna. Mara is not someone that would leave just when she is about to gain recognition and respect . She loves those things,”I said, frowning, “I just feel there's something fishy about the whole situation,” I said, deep in thought. “So you think something else happened? Trevor asked. “Yeah, I think something must have happened which she didn't tell you about,” I said, nodding. ”I’m not surprised. Mara had always been involved in some shady activities,” he said with a shrug,“Whatever happened doesn't matter to me anymore. I found my Luna already,” he said, drawing me closer.

Sarah "Oh finally, you're up. Lucas said not to disturb you." Ma walked past, hands filled with clothes. "He said you had a fright last night. Feeling okay now?" I nodded. Ma was the head of staff at Lucas’ mansion. Her name was Marika but she preferred to be called Ma. She was very doting when it came to Lucas but held a slight resentment towards me. I believe she felt that way towards anyone Lucas shows a tiny bit of attention. It must have taken a miracle to drag her out of the house and away from her duties to Lucas.

I rasped, my gaze shifting to the Southern Alpha standing beside the Phantom. Marek didn't growl. He didn't bow. He looked at me with eyes that were amber-gold and filled with a terrifying, clinical suspicion. "The woman beside me remembers the names of my three vanguards who died in the ruins," Marek said, his voice a low rumble. "She remembers the prayer I whispered over the first fragment. You... you don't even remember what color your son’s first blanket was." A sharp, jagged tinnitus shrieked in my skull. I tried to find the memory—the blanket. Was it blue? Gray? I saw only a golden void, a cauterized section of my mind where the Gilded Toll had already collected its f*e.

“Don’t do this. You hear me? You don’t get to play martyr. You don’t get to—” “Skyla.” She smiled, soft and tired, like she was already halfway gone. “You’re the fighter. Xavier’s the shield. Ed’s the heart. Charlie’s the edge. Me?” Her eyes burned. “I’ve always been the spark. Sparks don’t last forever. They just catch fire so others can burn.” Tears stung my eyes, but I couldn’t move, couldn’t speak. She leaned in, kissed my forehead, and whispered, “Don’t waste this. This is the only way I can live with myself, I am tainted beyond repair. This is the only way, Sky, I am glad I got to meet you.”

Wolves loyal to Draven stood watch, tense, ears pricked for trouble, while whispers moved like vipers in the dark. Elaria sought her way deeper into the undercroft, to the forgotten wing of the keep where the archives lay sealed in dust and silence. Few came here now; fewer still dared after midnight. But she was not searching for scrolls or records. After spilling blood and breaking oaths, the person who waited for her had no right to be among the herd at all. Leaning against a broken column, Marrik's scarred visage was partially obscured by the torchlight. Once, he had been Draven’s rival, a wolf cast out for rebellion. Now he was something worse—something useful.

Going pale, Nora burst into tears, shrieking that he was a deranged lunatic. Guests jeered. "As if Nora could ever be involved with someone like you. Prove it!" "Yeah, do you have evidence?" Nora’s face drained completely. The vagrant, Caleb Turner’s voice cut through the ballroom, "Strip off her dress. There’s a round red birthmark on her upper left thigh." Michael’s face flushed purple with fury. "Get this raving lunatic out of here!" I smirked. This bum might very well be the child’s real father. After all, Michael couldn’t father children.

“I hate liars.” “You didn't steal for noble reasons. You stole from me to gamble, drink, and fuck women. And while you were drunk, you and your friend raped a thirteen-year-old girl and fled.” I widened my mouth in shock. How could they? They deserve to die! The men's faces turned pale, and their mouths opened in shock. “Unfortunately she died,” he said coldly. He turned to me and smirked. “Watch closely, Alzna. This is what happens to those who cross me.”

"First the fire scarred her, then they killed her wolf with silver. Now she can't even bear Alpha pups. She'll spend the rest of her life as nothing but a burden. And she used to be from such a strong bloodline... How far the mighty fall." With each whispered word, Marcus's expression grew darker, his wolf stirring with unexpected guilt. How had this happened? He'd silenced everyone involved in the fire, paid handsomely for their silence. The money had guaranteed their cooperation and subsequent disappearance. The healer who'd injected the silver would never dare speak - not after Marcus had guaranteed the safety of their family in exchange. Once the marking ceremony was complete, Sarah woul

"Arthur is a fossil. You're the one who keeps showing up at her bookstore. You're the one who keeps calling her phone. You slid the papers across the table, Marcus. You signed her away. She belongs behind my line now." "She’s a Mariel!" Marcus choked out, a desperate, bitter rage flashing through his fear as he struggled to breathe. "You only want her because of the empire! You didn't even know who she was until the gala! She was my wife for three years!" "And you treated her like trash for three years," Darien gritted out, his face inches from Marcus’s, his grey eyes turning completely pitch black. "You didn't see what she was worth until my name was next to hers. If I ever see your car nea

Lucien’s pov- I buckled my belt back up, watching Maria slide her panties back up and over her now red marked thigh before covering the site from my eyes as she fixed her dress into place. I was rough with her, a little too rough, not holding back as I relentlessly gave her what she had asked for. The visible red marks left upon her hips, ass cheeks and thighs from my grip not only made me swell with proud possessiveness but swallowed me with a rage aimed only towards myself at the fact I had hurt her enough to leave marks upon her beautiful body.