Cursed Marissa Meyer の小説・ストーリー

She looked at me with her creepy smile. “Then,” “Professor had said to Liam, don’t worry, they’ll remember nothing. How is this possible? It’s not a werewolf charm.” Isabella smirked. “It’s a witch magic.” She smiled lopsidedly. “So Alpha Marcus is hiding something there,” I concluded her theory. “Yes, this is what I’m trying to tell you.” She exclaimed, and I recalled Alpha Marcus’s daily 5 o’clock departure, a consistent routine that dated back to our first conversation.

Drake turned to motion towards Angel, "My dear friend here is very hungry if you can give him something to eat, I will gladly get rid of any monsters you wish.” “We don’t have much but if you can kill those damn monsters we can certainly spare something.” They looked up to see an older version of the little girl holding a rifle. “Names Alexis Romanov and she’s my little sister, Akilina. Come in and we’ll talk.” Drake stood up, “That would be good.” He turns toward Angel again and holds out his hand. Angel walks ahead of Drake and they follow the girls into the Cabin.

With one last venomous glare at me, she turned her heel and walked away. “Thank you,” I said, but I felt so embarrassed. He smirked at me, as if he was amused. “Don’t mention it. I hate seeing good fabric go to waste.” I blinked at him, unsure whether to laugh or feel even more self-conscious. “Who was the woman anyway? I barely know her?” “You mean Carrisa? The Pack’s slut? She thinks she will be the mate to Terran because her dad holds one of the highest positions in the pack.”

That the rules of the world had bent, just enough, to allow her to walk into impossible places? The thought terrified her as much as it comforted her. She tried to recall every detail of her encounter with Alaric in the library, every word he had spoken, every glance he had given her. Could there have been something she missed? Something that had protected her? She searched her memory for signs, for explanations, for anything that might tell her why the curse had not affected her but there were none. Nothing. She pressed her hands to her temples. “Why?” she whispered to the darkness. “Why me? Why am I still alive?”

Guilty. A woman. I stood there. Tall. Blonde. Beautiful. On the way. That cut. Like knives. "Oh." She smiled. Sharp. Predatory. "Sorry. Didn't mean. To interrupt." I searched. Claire's memories. Fast. This was Marissa. Dr. Marissa Chen. Surgeon. Ambitious. Dangerous. And she wanted to. Kieran. "Marissa," Kieran said. His voice. Back to cold. Professional. "What do you need?"

“Still fiery. I like that. You’ll need that fire when your father turns up in pieces—oh, wait. You didn’t know I was involved, did you?” Silence fell like a guillotine. Zara froze. “What did you just say?” Marissa smirked. “Oops.” Alec lunged, grabbing her by the collar. “Where is he?” Marissa didn’t flinch. “You want him back? Call off your little clothing empire. Step down. Leave the industry. If you don’t, he dies.” Zara’s breath hitched. “Why? What the hell do you want from me?” Marissa leaned in, whispering like the devil with a secret. “I want Alec back. And I want your name buried so deep the world forgets you ever existed.”

Please be careful of Marissa. Paxton (about 2 hours later): Wilder get away from Marissa!! She is not who she says she is. She’s a witch, a very old dangerous witch!!! Flashes of what happened at her Luna ceremony play in my mind, the rejection…the rejection? That is what caused me to pass out the pain. Why if she was using magic would there have been pain? I decide to go up to my apartment in search of Marissa hoping for answers. A pain begins to radiate through me as I leave my office. My weakened state makes the pain feel so intense I am barely on my feet when I reach my apartment. I stumble in the door and am surprised to find the apartment dark. As I near my room the door is slightly aj

"Crazy? CRAZY? You disappeared into thin air with Kane! One second, you were in the room with him, the next, Rain and I come back with Darren, and the room is empty." I took a deep breath and told her everything, Eva and Aramada showing up, the threats, the blood drinking, using the portal spell, waking up in Milwaukee. By the time I finished, Mariah was cursing up a storm. "That witch! That absolute BITCH! I should have blasted her to pieces when I had the chance when I saw her earlier!" "Mariah," I interrupted, unable to help the giggle that escaped. "Since when do you curse this much?"

’ sobbed Marissa. They stood on a hill top and watched as their coven was burnt to the ground and witches carried away into slavery. Marissa jolted awake. She looked at her surroundings and realised that she was in the safety of her room. Only when she felt wetness on her cheek did she realise that she was crying. She missed them. So much. She buried her head on her lap and cried herself to sleep. **** Kasha walked as she addressed the men standing before her. She was dressed in military attire and so were all the men in front of her.

he asked, his voice laced with concern. Jessica remained silent, unable to speak through her sobs. Marcus reached out and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Please, trust me. You can tell me anything," he said, his voice soothing. After a few minutes, Jessica took a deep breath and looked up at Marcus. "I'm cursed," she whispered. Marcus's mouth fell open in shock. "Cursed? What do you mean?" he asked. Jessica took another deep breath before continuing. "I have this curse that makes me unable to control my sexual urges. Whenever I feel horny, I lose control, and I can't stop myself," she explained, her voice trembling.