Twilight Saga Marcus Novels & Stories

Sarah asked, tilting her head in confusion as their pace slowed down. "Just a little bit." Charlie pored over his shoulder to smile at his girlfriend. "You tired? Want me to carry you, hmm?" Sarah bit her lower lip seductively and even they are surrounded by darkness, her repulse to show her charms reigned. She tucked a hair behind her left ear. "I can manage well. Though, these little burrs are pissing me off," she informed and looked down on the burrs sticking to the hem of her dress like pieces of magnets. Some brushed the upper part of her legs.

Kate kisses his cheek and hugs him but he shows no reaction as he grieves in his heart. Marcus stands at 5’11ft and has a pair of cold-looking dark eyes that makes it difficult for most people to maintain eye contact with him. The night’s breeze kisses the top of his head which is bald and blows through the grey hair behind his head as he rolls his black rosary around his wrist.

Noah's face darkened "what do you mean by calling me a small fly?" Marcus replied lazily while looking at Noah condescendingly "you are a lowly vampire, not even a number two in the City, I was thinking you are the third, but yet, you ain't, you are the fifth, terrible, I can't bear staying in a room with a weakling" Noah's ego was shattered directly by Marcus, he exuded a murderous aura from his body, and a smile appeared on Marcus' face. He snapped his fingers, and two burly men appeared out of nowhere, their eyes were filled with darkness.

Aside from its boring… This guy will give me a lot of work to do,' she thought as she sighed. Mariko looked around and noticed that the room was too dark, and the curtains were all closed. 'Is he a vampire? Why does he like a dark place? Will he get blind if I open this? Oh, right!' An idea popped into her mind. 'To make him awake, I need to open the curtains, and bring the light into this room.' Mariko grinned evilly. Mariko opened the curtains widely and the rays of the sunlight touched Marcus' body. The guy groaned in frustration. "What the hell?! Who the hell-" Marcus stopped cursing, upon seeing a woman in her scrubs, back-facing him while her hands were raised, holding the curtains.

I step out into the drizzle, the air thick and oppressive against my skin. One of the younger warriors stumbles from the second vehicle, clutching his chest before bending forward violently. Blood splatters onto the gravel. My Beta rushes to his side. “Easy. Breathe.” Marcus closes his eyes briefly, inhaling deeply as if testing the air itself. “This is not natural,” he says gravely. “This is dark power.” I look around. There is no visible road ahead. No markers, no direction. Only fog, Dense, Endless, disorienting.

Logan and the 3 wraiths vanished into the mist Damian looked one last time toward the northern mountains where Sarah was safe he took a deep breath When he opened his eyes, they burned gold He slid down the cliff into the fog. --- In the muddy yard of the fort, the air was heavy Beta Marcus hung from a wooden post, chained Blood dripped from his head, but he stared at Elder Vance with hate. "Look at you, Marcus," Vance sneered. "Dying like a dog For an Alpha too scared to face me!" Marcus spit blood on Vance’s boots. "Christopher is 10 times the man you are, traitor."

Then he stood. Because falling wasn’t defeat. Staying down was. “You’re not a god.” The smile sharpened. “I don’t need to be.” A pause. “To end you.” The shadows in the room thickened. Stretching. Climbing. Reaching for him. Marcus’s eyes narrowed. “Enough.” His aura flared instantly. Golden. Blinding. Power surged through the room. Crushing. Dominating. For a moment— Everything froze. Even the shadows. Because this—

"You're not Elias?" My heart ached, but I didn't show it; I just glanced at him and waited for an answer. "It's so embarrassing. I'm Marcus, Beta of Blood Moon. Our Alpha doesn't like the rain, so I went to pick up Luna on his behalf. You guys don't mind, do you?" Marcus rubs his nose, looking a little shyly at me. Of course, our Alpha and Luna don't mind. They just wanted to push me away quickly and expect a promise from Apha Elias to stop the war.

the major said. A sudden, disoriented silence followed. “As insatiable as Marcus can be, he still needs Kayla's blood to make himself and V Empire more powerful. He even desires to awaken his grandfather, Artemis, using the blood of many strong fairies that come from the lineage of the dragon. Over everything, my question remains, what can kill Marcus?” asked the lieutenant. “A fairy's power can,” Anthony answered. From the day he found that Marcus required Kayla's blood, his mind had been around it, analyzing and picking out facts from it.

The struggle to control himself and Dax had his hands shaking as they fisted at his sides. Clearing his throat, Marcus decided to stick with his original goal of claiming his brother's body and protecting the human that Clint had said was so important. Somehow, he had to find a way to convince this strong human woman that she was intended to be his mate and the pack's Luna. “My name is Marcus, and I am here to claim Clint's body”. With this, he and Jackson began to approach Marcia, only to freeze when they heard the distinct sound of her readying her weapon. “You are in the wrong place, there is no one here by the name of Clint, and no bodies, yet, so please leave this property. We are a sa