Novel & Cerita Warcross Marie Lu

He put his arm around my body, pulling me against him, setting off calm and sparks throughout my body. The waiter brought out bread for us. Then a different waiter came out with a charcuterie board. He placed it in front of us and said, “Compliments of the chef. Here we have some parmesan flown in from Italy this morning, aged twenty-four months, our most popular imported salami, prosciutto di San Daniele, and our house-made mozzarella.” He pointed out each item as he spoke. After our main course was served, a tall man dressed in a suit came over to our table. As soon as I inhaled his scent, I instantly recognized that he was a werewolf from our neighboring pack that owned the pharmaceutical

Mi Amor, synonymous with trouble in the well. Her brain yelled, trouble! Danger! Don't go closer. Maria's whole body shook as she moved to the package, fear eating up every part of her. She felt like she could break if she moved without caution, her bones ached. The spinning sensation her head replayed made the ground wobbly, as though she walked on foam. She crouched and with quivering fingers, she picked up the package, her hands wouldn't work the way they normally would, she felt like paper, limp and lifeless with a grip only strong enough to tear wet serviettes. Whoever had dropped the packager would have passed through security, and for him to have come to the highest floor, it scared h

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

“I can make no promises about that, Love. These hands do what they want, they don't listen to me.” Shaking her head in mock disbelief, Marie got on the floor and laid out a truffle chicken wrap for him and then for herself before turning to N*****x. The fact that she had said sappy romances should have warned him but he was absolutely not prepared for the moment Jennifer Garner and Mark Ruffalo’s face came on screen.

"I don't watch TV because I'm busy on the farm every day. I don't have time. And when I do have some free time, I prefer to spend it in the city shopping for new clothes. So, I've never paid much attention to what's going on with Wyvern Peak, but I have heard a lot about it…" Marie went on and on. Adrian's interest was piqued when he heard this and had a hard time stopping himself from asking, "What kind of an impression do you have toward War Legate Draco then?" Marie scratched the corner of her mouth and made several strokes with her hands as she replied, "I thought he’d be strong, burly, and sport some stubble. His eyes should be as large as pearls, pfft… Hahaha!" She was amused by her ow

Mara POV Two weeks into this marriage, I decided to become exactly what Lucien wants. I wake at 6:30, shower, dress in clothes Patricia selected. I attend breakfast in the dining room and smile politely when Lucien scrolls through his phone without acknowledging my presence. I confirm appointments through Patricia. I attended events on his arm with perfect posture and practiced conversation. I become Mrs. Lucien Cross. And I bury Mara Quinn somewhere deep where she can't be hurt. "You look stunning tonight," Lucien says in the car, heading to another charity gala.

Her wavy curly hair, her big rounded grey eyes and her pointed noise defined her true beauty. I'm busy reminiscing the old days when I found her inside the cave with my pet Lirah. If I didn't come on time, maybe she's one of Lirah's food for that day. I took my jacket hanging beside the door and checked the situation outside and my eyes widened when I saw a pack of red wolves, parading outside our house. " God! The Lycans!" I blurted out. I quickly took my now and arrow and out it behind me and I took my rifle under the bed. Marie felt it and she woke up. Her eyes was still half closed, still half asleep. She yawned. " Dear, what's the matter? " She asked me. I had no time for a chit-chat so

“Great!” “Go for it Young Master Warren!” He arrogantly raised an eyebrow and walked over to his own sports car. With a cold smirk, Maria drove her car to the starting line. Young Master Warren rolled down the car window and whistled at Maria, “Beauty, tonight you are mine!” Maria did not say anything, just smiled. When the signal flag dropped, she stepped on the accelerator. Her Maserati supercar took off before Young Master Warren’s car. “Damn, this girl is quick! She even started earlier than Young Master Warren!”

Large bright emerald eyes that glimmer when she smiles, skin as pale white with natural pink blush on her cheeks and her shoulder-length, curly blonde hair reminds me of Lauren Bacall. "Marie, did you finish the negotiations with the Red Florian Pack?" She smiles. "They were the kindest gentlewolves I've talked to in ages. They signed the contract without any hurdles." Then her head tilts aside once she catches sight of me behind her…husband. "And who is this?" "Marie, this is Amala Gaines, my fated mate that I have been looking for." I could almost drop my jaw hearing that. He decided to go straight to the point and tell his Luna about that!

she looks around; painfully standing to her feet in complaint as she heaves herself from her seat with the help of Blair at hand, “-is there anything else I can help you all with?” “Actually,” Marie pipes up, “-I was wondering if I could have permission to access the vault. I believe I've found a case of a wrongful hex within Luna City. The poor tortured soul is Willow’s mother-in-law, and it appears she’s been held within its torments for some years now. I was hoping there would be an answer to how to reverse it down there, along with some ingredients I may need.”