Twilight Marcus Novels & Stories

He asks as his tongue dips out his mouth to lick his lips as his eyes rake over my body. "This is Nathan, Nathan this is Cole. He's the best demon I have," Marcus says with a satisfied smile. "Hello," I say and I feel a blush come across my cheeks as he stalks towards me and leans close to my face. "Hey cutie," he whispers and leans to run his tongue down my jaw. My heart beats a mile a minute and my limbs seem frozen in place. I try to push him away but my wings give me away and flutter to show I'm happy.

"I'm sorry you have to see me like this, Rachel. I'm sure I'm not what you expected." "I'm not sorry, Marcus. I'm enjoying the view quite a bit." I walked past him, opening the shower curtain and stepping into the large clawfoot tub. "Grab my shoulder and get in here with me." "You can take my weight?" "You'll find werewolves are much stronger than humans. Don't underestimate my strength." Marcus put his arm on me while holding the bar in his left hand. He sat on the tub edge before swinging his legs inside. I helped him stand on his good leg.

POV: Marcus (The Rival) The fluorescent lights of the university’s athletic wing hummed with a clinical, soul-sucking vibration that matched the agitation buzzing under Marcus’s skin. He leaned against the cool metal of the lockers, his arms crossed over his chest, tracing the jagged lines of the varsity logo on his jacket. To the rest of campus, Marcus Thorne was the golden boy—the reliable, disciplined alternative to the chaotic whirlwind that was Kai Sterling. But Marcus knew better. He knew that in a world of optics, the only thing that mattered was who held the power when the lights went out.

The Twist: Marcus uses his new hybrid speed to disarm the mercenaries, snapping wrists and throwing bodies through the glass partition walls. It happened so fast it was scary. Marcus was a dark shadow moving across the office. He slammed into the first guard before the man could even pull his trigger. Marcus grabbed the man’s thick arm and twisted it hard. The loud crack of snapping wrists echoed in the quiet room. The guard dropped his rifle instantly, screaming in pure agony.

Worthy. As if summoned by that exact moment, Marcus arrived. He walked in dressed in deep royal colors, looking impossibly fresh and handsome, like a man who ruled effortlessly without trying. His eyes lifted to me, and he stopped walking altogether. From the way his pupils widened, I knew he wasn’t prepared. “You look” He paused, breath catching slightly. “I don’t even know what to say. You look so stunning.” He came closer, slow, as if he didn’t want to blink. Then he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead. “ And Perfect” he whispered. And his touch and gentleness made me feel warmth through my heart.

My phone lit up with a video call from Rosie at two in the morning. I turned on the screen recording function before answering. The screen immediately filled with bare, flushed skin and Rosie’s breathless moans. What they were doing did not need explaining. Tyler’s teasing voice rang out. “Rosie, isn’t this exciting? Your future husband’s right next door. If you scream louder, he might hear everything.” “You little devil! Be gentler! So what if he hears? He loves me so much. He won’t say a word even if he finds out.”

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 .

-Marcus shouted, not that it was necessary for vampires and werewolves, not even the music as loud as it was now would have disturbed a conversation in a low tone, but anger drove his shout. Marcus sighed in dismay, for something told him that whatever Julius Cesar came to ask of him he would not like to do. -What do you want? -Have you seen the girl next to Soraia? How could he not, because from the moment he entered the room his eyes were drawn to her, and in that second he knew he was in love. And when a vampire falls in love, it's for real and for eternity. Marcus nodded, but what Julius Cesar ordered destroyed him, it was like driving a stake through his heart.

“No, Rico. I don’t scare you. I make you hard.” Alex’s breath stuttered. His body trembled with anger, need, both at once. His fists clenched at his sides. Marcus leaned in, lips almost brushing his. Close enough Alex could taste the wine on his breath. Close enough to feel the choice burn in the back of his throat. “You’ll prove your loyalty soon,” Marcus whispered. “But for now—get some rest.” Then he pulled back, walking away down the hall, leaving Alex alone with the night and the glittering city.

"You say that like it’s a bad thing." I reached out, my thumb catching a stray raindrop on her lower lip. She froze, her breath hitching, her pupils blowing out until her eyes were almost entirely black. The tension between us was a live wire, humming with a dark, twisted electricity. I wanted to see how far I could push her before she broke. Or before she bit me. "Rowan?" The voice broke the spell. Marcus, my Beta, stepped out from the shadows of the estate’s pillars. He looked at me, then at the shivering girl standing in my personal space, and his jaw practically hit the pavement.