Tell It To The Marines Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Nobody in the entirety of the United States Marine Corps, in its history, eats Charms, EVER! It's bad ju-ju! You, of all people, should know this. I'm giving you three seconds to get rid of them!" He couldn't get rid of them fast enough, as he spat it out of the window and tossed them onto the street. It was superstitious - silly, I suppose - but that word CHARM was a jinx. Every Marine knew it. I let him have control of the radio as we slowly drove the strip, adjacent the boardwalk. Playing with the channels he finally settled on a song. "That's freaking good... who is it?" I asked. "Hell Above... Pierce the Veil," he said as he turned it up.

I saw how close he was to breaking and how close to losing everything he'd built. I couldn't watch it happen. That night, while Damon slept exhausted from days of fighting and rebuilding, I packed a small bag. Just essentials. Food, water, a knife. I left a letter on the pillow beside him. *I'm sorry. I can't watch you lose everything because of me. Maybe without me there, you can find peace. Maybe the vultures will leave. Maybe your pack can heal.* *I love you. That's why I'm leaving.* *-Marina*

I started the long dramatic stories. "A lot of things? As?" “Yeah. I have to explain one by one... This is going to be very nasty! You know there are two or three girl-gangs, as your fan club? Then another alpha fan club from a neighbor's pack called Bane?" Marco was interested, he held his smile from spreading. He has three fans club gangs and Bane only got one. HHa! "Why you smiled like that?" Asked Jazzy who watched the man in front of her holding back laughter.

He narrated while staring into the empty hollow room. “Hi, my name is Maria, what's yours and what's your position? She asked while giggling, although tucking her hair behind her ears every time, which made it obvious that she was a shy person, all I could think of was the mark that I wanted to brand on her neck.” His jaw ticked as he looked at me. “I told her my name and assured her that I am almost the best, and one of the best pack warriors.” I shivered already playing how his backstory was going to end.

She just recently finished her enlistment in the Marines and taken up the mantle of her beta position. They were both surprised by my age, saying that I seemed much more mature than they were at my age. Of course, they asked about my family and I had to tell the whole sordid tale. After Karamea and Carmen got done bashing my grandparents, the conversation turned to me and the boys. “Alright, I have to ask. How is it with two guys in the bedroom? I mean, they are both huge, their equipment must be impressive,” Karamea asks.

If he does not stop me now, then I might just devour him. Then I hook my legs around his waist and pull him closer. I look at him and cannot help but give him a cheeky smile; the idea that he wants me does spark my arousal. He takes his arms and wraps them around my body. I shift my bum bit by bit forward; I dig my fingers deep into his skin and press myself hard into his pelvis. Then he says the words that I never would ever say, "I am coming home, boo, the Marines are no longer my dreams anymore."

My brother would have cheered me on had he been present, but Gray, it was as if he couldn’t decide what to do with me. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. I could tell he was frustrated. I was angry enough at him that I didn’t care. I heard a commotion on the other side of the door, and I could hear his Beta, Thane, telling the leggy blonde to hit the bricks. Literally, he told her to “hit the bricks.” That the Alpha wouldn’t be coming back tonight, and she could see herself out. “Jealousy doesn’t suit you, Marina.” He said, so quiet I almost thought I misheard him.

Marien said she added salt to the wound. I felt a surge of anger and betrayal, but I refused to let Marine see how much her words affected me. "You can believe whatever you want, Marine," I replied calmly. "But the truth is, he is still mine and always will be. Your delusions won't change that." I leaned forward, looking Marine directly in the eyes.

It belonged to Sebastian Buckley, the Alpha King. I typed, "Alpha King, I want to sever my mate bond with Leonardo."

"You wrote her too." I shook my head frantically. "No! I deleted that arc! I never finished her!" "But you thought of her, you named her. That's enough." A low hiss echoed through the room like wind scraping bone. I looked at Marek with terror in my eyes. "What do we do?" "We survive," He said, stepping in front of me. "You finish my story, before she gets written in fully." The door rattled violently. Marek turned his head slowly. "She's already here."}