True Blood Marcus Novels & Stories

No one, not a single soul among them had expected to see the ghost of Luna Blackwood walking among the living, breathing, and radiating power that made the very air shimmer around her. My gaze swept across the sea of faces, cataloging allies and enemies with practiced precision, until it landed on the one face that still had the power to make my heart skip a beat despite everything that had transpired between us. Marcus. He stood frozen at the center of the gathering like a statue carved from stone, his usually commanding presence faltering as recognition dawned in those golden eyes that had once looked at me with love. His mouth fell open slightly, and I watched the color drain from his fac

“I’m trying to wake you up.” “Well congratulations,” I snapped, “You’ve officially done both.” The silence after that was suffocating. Marcus stared at me like he was searching for the girl he used to know and couldn’t find her anymore. That girl has been dead for a while now. “That man destroys everything he touches,” he said quietly. “And you’re standing there acting like you’re not already bleeding.” My chest tightened painfully. “I know who he is,” I whispered. “Do you?” Marcus challenged. “Because from where I’m standing, you’re walking straight back into the fire.”

The sharp wires embedded in his flesh caused him to bleed. The man didn't stop there, but kept wiping Jim until he was out of strength. Marcos only wanted to know one thing. He knew he was going to die. The person was vicious without a heart. “T-tell me…who…the fuck…are you,” Marcos asked breathlessly. His eyes were droopy, he couldn’t see a thing. Blood trickled down his nose and from his mouth.

I felt my breath hitched and the men stopped instantly, almost as if he commanded more aura powerful than the masked Man My entire body locked up as if I had been doused in freezing water and I slowly turned only to see him. Marcus. The Alpha of the East Vein Pack, My first mate and my first heartbreak. The bastard who gave me my first rejection and the man who shattered me into a million fucking pieces. “What are you doing here Serena?” He asked as his eyes roamed all over my body like a pervert. The men let go of me and the Man who was ready to take me out of this place stepped out and was extremely displeased to see Marcus.

And for the first time since learning the truth about his bloodline— Marcus smiled. A real smile. Free. Bright. Unburdened. And somehow— That silver glow became even stronger.

His eyes were sparkling with admiration for his brother . Marcus chuckled hard " Thank you my boy ...there is a thing I want you to know " he said blushing with excitement . " yeah ...what is it ...you are blushing " Magnus said teasingly . He has never seen his brother blushing . It was so new . He looked adorable like a child though . " There is a girl ..Her name is Ariel...she is the daughter of Spainsh Mafia leader ...I think ...I have fallen in love with her ...I want to marry her " Marcus said scratching his hairs avoiding gazing as it made him flushed .

Why was he saying he killed tara? As she looked into Marcus's eyes, Sophia saw something there, something that hinted at a deep connection between him and tara something that suggested that Marcus was a broken man and he was going to remain broken for a long period of time. Marcus abruptly stood up, his eyes fixed on the Sophia. "I need a drink," he muttered, his voice low and husky. "I need to clear my head." Without another word, he turned and walked out of the hospital room, leaving Sophia alone and confused.

I saw Luna TJ grinning out the corner of my eye “You knew, you knew I would do that” She laughs out loud, “I wasn’t wrong though, he does need blood” Marcus stood up, he had regained some of his strength, he grabbed me and pushed me up against the tree and sinks his teeth into my collarbone, he was marking me, or so I hoped. When he finishes he murmurs in my ear “I need to be able to mind l**k you little one”. I feel extreme pleasure take over my body before sinking into a darkness.