Tell It To The Marines Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"If you'll have us. After everything we put you through, I'd understand if..." "Yes." Marina's answer was immediate. "Yes, I'll stay. Yes, I'm pack. Yes to..." She stopped, unable to finish. Unable to say what she most wanted: *Yes to you.* But Silvain heard it anyway, through the bond that connected them soul-deep. "We need to talk," he said softly. "About the mission, about the lies, about what happens now. But first..." He looked over his shoulder at the chaos of wounded warriors and frightened pups. "First, I need to take care of my pack."

He was killing her with no mercy. Zian moved in his place before opening his face. Marine looked at him and smiled. She caressed his head with her palm. "We have your special family member to wake up here, Zian," Marine said and again looked at Kaya. "Seems like she has come here to talk…. I mean tell you something really important," Marine sniggered, exactly knowing where her words would hit Kaya and how vigorously, and they did, more than she could even imagine and assume.

The Necromancers' ability to find their own dead, untainted by the Cryomancers' magic, threatened to undermine the fragile alliance we had forged and I needed that to stop. “My people do not want me. They killed me and left me for dead in the forest. I’m afraid they are attacking the Land of the Dead for a reason unknown to me.” The venom in Marina's mental voice was palpable, a seething anger that seemed to burn with an icy intensity. Her emotions were so raw and unbridled that I had no doubt she was being truthful… or, at the very least, that she deeply believed what she was telling me.

The line connected, but after only two seconds of beep, beep, the call was cut off. Before Zara could even wonder what was going on, a message notification chimed. She opened it. [Sorry, Zara. It’s me, Marina.] [The call just now was actually from me.] Zara didn’t blink. The message continued. [I was going to borrow your pajamas for a moment, but it turns out I don’t need them anymore.] [Declan already lent me his pajamas.] Zara stared at that sentence for a long time. On the surface, everything sounded normal and polite, even. But Zara knew better. Marina was never truly “normal.” Every word that woman sent was arranged neatly like a thin blade, slipped slowly between skin and bone.

Shit. "I can't wait to mark you and make you mine." -----

Derrick suddenly says, his hand moving out to grap hold of my shoulder tightly before swinging me around to face him. The tears that I have been holding at bay suddenly flow down my cheeks in waves, my heart breaking beyond repair in my chest with every word that moves past my lips. “I don’t feel the same as you.” My voice comes out steadier than I thought was possible as I speak these lies. “It is time that you give up on me.” Derrick’s eyes widen slightly, his jaw clenching slightly in anger. “You are my mate Salara.” Derrick’s roar echoes through all of the walls of the packhouse, resulting in an immediate silence to descend upon everyone.

Chapter Twenty Nine Marina's POV "I'm very sorry" I realize this is all my fault. I didn't mean to injure you in that way; I was just angry because I couldn't get a hit in. Even though you might not believe it is significant, to me it is. Today I could have lost you." I muttered, holding back tears. By this point, I was swallowing quickly to fend off the tears that were on the verge of welling up. I fought back the tears for a moment, then, resting on his back for encouragement, I finally let them to run freely, racking with sobs.

Help me ! With that he let go of her, his face dropped on the ground, now covered with blood, she stood there, speechless, clueless, and scared half to death, this wasn't a prank, nor was he a star in one of her movies, it wasn't a video game, this was real, the blood was real, he was really unconscious, there were only two options left now, she would have to help him, or watch him die . Once again thanks for following, find out what happens next on chapter 5 of MARRED.👍

I concoct the lie in a split second. "Your name is Cynthia," I start to tell her. "Cynthia Rose. My name is Vikrov. You’re in the Eclipse packhouse–you’re a member of the Eclipse pack, we both are. You’ve been here since you were little. You’re my mate, and we’re deeply in love." My lips twist into a sharp smile. "Most importantly, we're getting married soon." Cynthia looks utterly shocked by the news, as I’d expect. Just as I’m about to say more, though, I hear my father’s voice call out to me through the mind link.

Until then, I'll continue to annoy the hell out of Marianna *****************************************