Cursed Marissa Meyer の小説・ストーリー

“Well… I was doing some digging, now that we’re mates. I know I should’ve told you, but… I didn’t think that you would want me looking into it. That day that you found Nancy and I at her house, I hadn’t been there to comfort her about her boyfriend. We had gone to Marisa Elder’s hut.” “Marisa Elder?” Atwood says, his eyes widening. “Why her?” “I thought that maybe she could help us figure out some kind of cure for the curse. But when we got there, she was dead. Someone had stabbed her through the heart. We thought that that was the end of it, but it wasn’t. We went back later and found some letters. Letters from Vivian. I did some more digging, and… I found a letter from Marisa in Vivian’s r

Kim yelled, snapping me back to the situation at hand. I leaned in, allowing my canines to extend. "Sorry about this." I murmured, pressing my mouth against her neck. "N-no!" Marissa gasped, realizing what I was up to. "Can't..." she continued, strengthening her attempts at breaking free. "Kayden... he has Kayden!" Kayden? Lifting my head, I fixed my gaze on Marissa’s pained expression. Who the hell was Kayden? Unable to control my curiosity, I pressed my forehead against Marissa’s and allowed myself access to her thoughts. However, what I found myself staring at left me both shocked and amazed.

Marissa POV After the party and Prissy l madness. My grandfather complained about her craziness. She and Stella are crazy. Always finding fault in people when things don't go their way. The media was blown up. I am sure I will be followed by the press, I looked at the tattoo on my wrist. My identity. An heiress. Marissa is dead and she is not coming back, I am Lucia, I have always been Lucia. I closed my eyes. I didn't know if I should call Matt to talk and try to explain things with. He is the only friend I sincerely made as Marissa, a friend I made outside my circle.

Atrocious replied, rubbing an orb on the armrest of his chair. "Reveal? What do you have to reveal?" Draco raised an eyebrow, realizing that it must be serious if Atrocious was acting this way. Atrocious was never one to think or worry so much about anything and when he does, it meant it was something to be taken very seriously. Atrocious sighed heavily, picked up the orb, and muttered a spell. The orb became surrounded by a mist of emerald color, and an obscure figure appeared within it. "It's a curse. Your brother, the Alpha King, is cursed."

And of your Luna. My jaw tensed. “Who?” He hesitated. “A woman. She identifies herself as Marissa Hale. Marissa. “Where is she?” I asked, my voice dropping low. I saw her there along the Silver Fang lines, Harren replied. She has made a name of herself there, telling stories of how your family is corrupt, that Lila is a witch and your mother has lost her standing. Majority of them rejected her as a rejected outcast. But… some listen.”

And as Antonio stands to pull out my chair it feels like my stomach is doing somersaults. “Come, my love. Let’s retire.” Oh no! Another punishment is waiting for Marissa. I wonder what the outcome will be of that?! Please leave a comment and vote if you like my story about Marissa and Antonio.

Her head snapped to the side, and she let out a pathetic whimper. "And this one was for tormenting my friend," I added, looking down at her. Tasha was astonished and couldn’t even find the strength to stand up. She just sat there in the grass, her mouth hanging open as she realized the girl she used to kick around wasn't there anymore. Kira, on the other hand, seemed horrified by what I had just done. She reached out and pulled at my sleeve, her face pale. "Cora, stop! You don't understand," Mira said, her voice low and frantic. "Tasha is actually under Marissa now. She’s her favorite little spy."

Marissa squeezed my hand once, then walked into the room like she was walking into battle. I followed, positioning myself between her and Chris, ready to intervene if things escalated. Chris's eyes tracked us, recognition dawning. "Marissa." His voice was a rasp, damaged by whatever toxins were destroying him from within. "You're supposed to be in prison." "Disappointed?" She moved closer, each step deliberate. "Sorry to ruin your plans. But I'm out, I'm free, and I'm watching you die. How does it feel, Chris? Knowing you failed?"

I asked, and as if realization hit her, Marisa immediately turned back to her human form before wearing her shorts and shirt. "You better watch it, girl. I am out for you. I am leaving you right now only because I don't want to spoil Evander's birthday. Regarding Evander's reaction, you don't need to worry about that. I know you came into his life only a month ago. You are not the first girl who has tried to take Evander away from me. I know how to handle brats like you. Watch out," Marissa said as she turned towards the lake, and feeling annoyed, I waved my hand at the ground, making the wet soil below her legs slide a bit, and she fell into the chilling water of the lake, screaming like a

“My father wasn’t selfish. You might think that he was after his contribution to your father’s death and the collapse of your pack or because he asked me to kill him… It is so he wouldn’t send the kingdom down a path we cannot return from… Without our mates, we become feral… violent, tyrannical. We lust after blood... "When my mother died, when he lost his mate, the curse restarted, he started to lose his senses, and he would lose time, like how I have before and awoken to a room full of bodies… Only a few elders know the details of this curse, sworn to secrecy, whereas the others are aware of an unbinding deal set in place, one where they wield more authority than the Alpha King… that is un