Mars Sign Novels & Stories

The other three men looked up at them. “My Goddess. It’s good to see you awake. Are you feeling alright?” Christos asked walking to her immediately. “Yes, thank you. Please Christos call me Mari. “. “As you wish. “. Christos nodded. Amaris’ eyes found Marco, alive and healed. “Thank you Mari, you healed me again. “ Marco said gratefully. “We are getting ready to leave. Are you up to traveling in one of these things?” Marco grabbed one of the roll bars on the nearest dune buggy and swung into the driver’s seat. He reached out and put a hand on Amaris’ arm. “One more thing. Do you think you could loop me back into the mind link? I am not sure what happened but it doesn’t seem to work anymore.

I answered him. Malachi watched me for a few seconds then walked away when Marcus told me to lie down on the foldable bed he’d brought along. They all stayed there with me in the basement as Marcus worked on my back. I felt immensely proud to be receiving my Alpha mark. Gunnar was the only one that wasn’t there. He would only receive his mark when he turned 18, and therefore, he wasn’t allowed to participate in the ceremonies yet. “He thought you were bringing him to the basement because you know what he did,” Malachi said softly, to Kiran. I picked up on his voice, and I closed my eyes and concentrated on their conversation as they stood in the corner speaking to each other.

I'm kind of exaggerated but who cares! Alex looked at me like I was a criminal; like it was a crime to hate marshmallows. “How… how… oh my God. How can you say marshmallows are disgusting? They’re divine…” Okay, this guy was just being dramatic. Did marshmallows save his life or something? I chuckled, amused that it was bothering him this much. "Okay, okay. I’ve heard you. Can we drop this and focus on what we’re here to do?" Alex furrowed his eyebrows and pouted like a kid who just got scolded by his mum. "I guess we can."

MARISOL (softly) That fire in your voice—whatever it is, don’t lose it. Asher nodded, jaw clenched. Outside, the skyline blinked with indifferent lights. But something old was stirring under the earth. And Asher Nightshade had just taken the first step back toward it. The boardroom was nearly empty now—just Asher and Marisol left. She flipped open her tablet, brows tight with focus. With a few swipes, she pulled up a satellite image: the **northwestern ridge** of Raven’s Peak. Embedded red markers blinked across the screen.

Aria on the other hand, sit on the royal chair provided to her. "This is Marqus. It might be weirder than it seems, but we are odd friends. He is the Lighten Prince." Conri introduces Marqus to Aria who is eating the remaining moon drops grapes carnally. She let her eyes explore the physiques of the young man on their side. Marqus has a slim, tall, pale white body. He is currently wearing a green bracae, an animal skin sandalon, and an ordinary thin coat garment. His hair is charmingly straight and grey. It is long to his elbow level. But, what has allured the maiden is the beautiful scar on his left eyelid that looks like caused by a slash wound...

" I promise " The ixoras had started to bloom, they lined the edges of the road, elegantly showcasing a blend of yellow and red, but one look could disclose the last time they had a good trim, there weren't gardeners, this wasn't a garden, there were other flowers, hibiscuses, Christ thorn, some fresh, others wilted, the flowers grew amongst each other, struggling for space.

he pauses to look at a screen, “…Marxa, which is about 12 light-years away.” “Never heard of it,” she says “I like your tattoo,” he comments, “never knew you could get ones that were alive.” “You want me to explain?” she asks “It would be nice, yeah,” he replies She considers lying to him, but for some reason she doesn’t want to jeopardize the trust he has for her… at least not yet. He’s still useful. She sits there silent for a few minutes before sighing, “fine, but it’s a pretty unbelievable story.”