Twilight Marcus Novels & Stories

“What?” “I felt a strong force coming out of here and then I saw Master Marcus's aide come out, but no Master Marcus and he is not here either,” She said, voicing her concern. “Oh, that? His rune glowed brightly and he disappeared into thin air,” I replied with indifference. “His rune? I thought Twilight Ridge werewolves had their runes on them for the purpose of mating and reproduction?” Maureen spoke. Her words clicked in my brain like an old grandpa clock. Mating and reproduction?

He retorted, while controlling his jealousy. Becky looked at Marcus changing tone with surprise and read his mind. She wanted to tell Marcus about the reality of the witch, but it was not the right time. Marcus is back to his beast Lycan avatar and he would not listen to her. Lucy feels offended at Marcus arrogance. She wants to give Marcus a reply, but Becky and Raven stopped her. They left the palace instantly by apologizing to Marcus. ................

Marcus shakes his head. I reach out for Marcus´s hand. “It´s okay. You can tell me. You know who that was?” “It´s the same werewolf that slaughtered my fiancé.” I stare at him, astounded. “You may not have seen it, although he´s got a mark on his forehead. A twin crescent.” During all the actions I hadn´t noticed the marks on its forehead. Although it couldn´t have been the mark of the oracles, which is a solitary crescent moon.

He sighed deeply before turning to me and bringing his hands forward for a handshake. 'I am Marcus, the second child of king Vladimir, the reigning king of the far Eastern vampire clan, nice to meet you' he said sarcastically. I stared at him long and hard. 'So you are expecting me to work with and trust a vampire' I sneered. He must be nuts to think I would do that.

But let’s be honest, Sebastian and his brothers would do anything for their baby sister. Sebastian is the oldest, then Marcus is 23, Xander and Aiden, the twins are 20. Marcus recently found his mate, Lucas, on a business meeting outside of town. Marcus only did the Associate degree in College which took him 2 years and he has since been working in the family business. Lucas moved to their pack and the couple has been together for 6 months now. Lucas is a calm, quiet observer with a warm personality.

I looked down at my hands, afraid I would start sobbing again. “I’m sorry,” I mumbled. “I don’t even know your name.” A small, almost shy smile touched his lips. It transformed his face, making him look younger. “Marcus. My name is Marcus.” “Thank you, Marcus,” I said, feeling his name on my tongue. It suited him. Strong. Solid. He nodded. Then he added, “Marcus Wilson.” The air left the room. I stared at him. The world tilted on its axis. Thorne.

"Why?" “By giving a curse to them, they will pass the mass executions that Martha had done in the early days of the government. Their weak bodies, which would die before they reached the age of seventeen, would prevent Martha from touching them because, technically, she would no longer need to kill them all. That said, half-blood witches living in the present are much better off. They just being the subject of people's scorn, not meeting their death," Mitchell touched his shoulder, channeling the magical energy he had not felt for a long time, moving to restore his strength. "Did you see the man sitting beside me earlier? His name is Hugo Lockwood—" "I know."

I never had the chance they did to get any energy back, as every time, that I would nearly fall asleep or something similar, they would wake me. Wrath would sink his fangs into either my neck or shoulder, one to drink, then the other just to hold me in place, and then Silas would make me drink once he was finished. Marcus, on the other hand, was much more brutal and cruel. He would enter me hard and make sure to dig his claws in, no matter where his hands were. I did manage to sink my fangs into Marcus's neck a couple of times, getting a good power hit from his Royal Rogue blood.

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.

Embarrassed, I stammered, "Craig, you go ahead." My cedar pheromones betrayed a flicker of panic, sharpening Marcus's gaze. Craig's wariness grew. "Kelsey, are you sure he's a friend? Maybe I should drive you home." At Craig's words, Marcus exited the car, his towering figure imposing. Dressed in a dark, tailored suit, he exuded luxury. His cedar aura flared with alpha dominance, putting Craig on edge. Marcus strode over, his cold eyes dismissing Craig, and said to me, "Moira sent me to pick you up."