Novel & Cerita Tell It To The Marines Fanfiction

It is the only way to save Whitemane. I am so sorry, my girl. My hands trembled as I read it again, as if the words might change. They didn’t. I had no memory of an arranged marriage. Nothing. Everyone knew Alpha Damon of the Madfang Pack. The stories about his brutality were what parents used to scare pups into obedience. He took no allies, showed zero mercy, and anyone who crossed his borders never came back. He wasn’t a savior. He was the kind of monster you learned to avoid at all costs.

It was a claim of possession. I fought with the two guards who had my arms, yet the silver-threaded ropes eased into my flesh, and made my strength useless. My heart beat in my ribs was like a caged bird. I am not your bride, I spat, the words roy. "I am the mate of a King. When Kai finds you--" "Kai?" Thorne only chuckled in a low pitiful scolding rumble, which sent the hair on my arms standing.

Hoping to get some sleep again I laid on my back staring at the ceiling. Tomorrow someone has to tell me what is really going on in this palace. ________________ A knock on the door. I ignored. Another again. I ignored. "Luna? It's me Maria, can you hear me?". "For heaven's sake, I'm trying to sleep!" I yelled and got up. I don't know what got me in a bad mood, oh yeah the fucking scream again! I groaned and opened the door for Maria who seemed quite upset and worried. I inhaled deeply trying to calm down. "I'm sorry Maria, I just wasn't able to get enough sleep last night.”

Hazel’s POV. The room was filled with the rhythmic, wet sound of skin hitting skin. His large, calloused fingers gripped my breasts, squeezing possessively. Each time Marco thrust into me, it felt devastatingly deep. I tilted my head back, swallowing a moan into my dry throat as our sweat mingled in a pleasure heat. I was still on his lap when the TV screen suddenly lit up. The voice from the speakers drowned out the sound of our breathing "...Big news! Frost Titans captain, Marco Marten, has reportedly proposed to the daughter of Hundreds Rising Entertainment's owner, Cassandra Sinclaire. The wedding of the century is about to take place—"

“Are you alright? You seem distant.” “I’m fine,” I lie, forcing a smile. “Just thinking about everything.” Maria studies me for a moment, her brow furrowing. “You know we’re all here for you, right? If something’s bothering you... “I know,” I assure her, my voice softening. “It’s just... a lot has happened. I’m trying to process it all.” “Take your time,” she replies, and I appreciate her kindness. But as she turns back to the festivities, I feel the tether’s voice seep back into my thoughts, whispering dark promises.

“No way! This can’t be real! “Wrenna, please tell me this is all fake. Tell me you’re just pretending to get back at me! “I know I messed up. I’m ready to marry you now. Let’s get married, okay?” I did not even bother to respond. He was living in a fantasy. Marco could no longer hold back his anger. He got out of the car and beat Matthew up. If I had not stopped him, I think Marco really would have beaten him to death. Once I finally got Marco back in the car, I turned to Matthew and said, “You’re the one who kept treating our promises like a joke. What we had ended a long time ago. Think about how I treated you these past seven years and what I got in return.

She leaned forward, her voice softer, "how are you feeling today?" "Like shit," Mars finally admitted. "Like shit?" Her brows raised. "Yeah... if I explain everything, I won't just be attending therapy, I'd be in a psychiatric ward," he half-joked. She laughed, "try me." "Alright..." He leaned forward, his expression deadly serious. "I read this book and all of a sudden I was transported into the world inside it. I met this prince, and I think he likes me, and I've got these ice powers... You think I'm crazy, don't you?" He laughed nervously.

________________ Caspian’s POV I drop my head back against the wall, listening to every word of Viviane and Marina’s conversation with increasing shame, guilt, and self-disgust. I’m not even angry about Marina’s lie. I came straight here last night after finishing my discussion with the Alpha. Marina told me Viviane was still out cold, her small body more susceptible to the drug than my own.

“And that’s not all, he acknowledges me as his mate and wants to claim me!” Mary’s eyes went wide, her hands flying to her mouth. “Wait, what?! Stop!” She exclaimed, her voice filled with disbelief. I laughed nervously, feeling a bit overwhelmed. “I know, right? It’s all so sudden.” Mary leaned back in her chair, a sly grin spreading across her face. “Well, well, well. Looks like fate brought you two together. You got rejected by Marcus, and now, you’re the mate of the Alpha. Talk about an upgrade!” She teased, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

I don't want Marin to keep putting unrealistic things into my head. I couldn't speak because of the paste that was foaming in my mouth as I brushed. I just nod my head, accepting whatever Marin says so she can let me be. “Wait, does this mean you and Knox will finally be a thing! Oh my!” I glare at Marin, whose gaze wasn't on me anymore but is now lost gone into her daydream of Knox and me being a thing. I have no thought of how beneficial that will be to her that she's so happy, fantasizing about it.