Novels by MARAH LYNN

One hundred and eight excruciatingly long days! Rosalia took a long deep breath of crisp fresh air the moment the escort guard left her outside of the prison gates into the pickup area. Her eyes closed as she tilted her head up towards the sky continuing to breathe like oxygen had never felt so good. She welcomed the cool afternoon air on her skin. She held onto the small tethered box within her arms tightly, none of the items she had with her were of actual value, but emotionally they were the only small things keeping her going all this time. A loud wolf whistle breaking her from her trance, she hadn't even noticed she had stopped moving to enjoy the outdoors only two steps away from the now locked gate. Snapping her head back down she locked eyes with the culprit behind the whistle. Giovanni De Luca stood a few yards away in the parking lot looking immaculate as ever. Black Italian handmade leather shoes, his left sole pressed up against the car tyre while he finished off

With her hands firmly gripped on the edge of communal bathroom counter, she looked up at herself in the murky mirror. The slight cracks on the edges just another item to add to her list of things that triggered her OCD in this place. You're fine. Everything is fine. Just one more day... Rosalia didn't dare to speak the words out loud; instead she repeated the mantra in her head. Just like she did every morning for the past thirty-three days. Thirty-three days of confinement, bland meals, limited fresh air, a shower with an audience. This was going to break her. Just like he had promised her, Giovanni continued to fight for her release every single day. He had promised her the best lawyer in the city, but when she had officially been charged with killing an NYPD Officer, the best lawyer in New York was no longer enough. So he put together the best team of lawyers, one of which he even recruited from Europe. "Move it cop killer!" A familiar voice breaking her from her morning routi

RUN!" Isabella screamed glancing at Rosalia for just a moment before opening fire with her hand gun, the men before her possessing real weapons in hand. Two of her bullets penetrated one of the men, striking him straight in the thigh as she watched him go down before her. Rosalia firing instantaneously, a bullet hitting another man's shoulder as he let out a yelp before charging forward, angling the rear of his shot gun towards her and slamming it into Rosalia's stomach forcefully shocking her completely. It was as if he wasn't even human. The strength on the man as he violently slammed her with his weapon even with a bullet lodged in his shoulder. She gasped for air desperately as all the oxygen was suddenly taken from her lungs before dropping to the floor, still gripping her weapon in hand, but it was short lived as another man kicked it from her grasp. "YOU STUPID BITCH!" The man she had wounded roared taking a boot to her stomach once more as she screamed. Her screams

Standing under the powerful spurts of the shower head with eyes sealed shut; Rosalia couldn't help but feel nervous as the warm water pounded her in the face before running down her neck and chest. Watching Giovanni take apart his gun about an hour prior and reload the magazine sent her into a silent nervous frenzy leaving her to eventually walk away to the bathroom. She knew it was wrong to ask God to protect her boyfriend from danger, how could she when his actions were anything but peaceful? Yet it still didn't stop her whispering a prayer while the water continued to pour down on her with great force. The death of Ricci had shaken her greatly. They had become closer than she ever thought possible after she temporarily ruined his relationship with Giovanni. Their lunch catch ups had opened up a side to him she hadn't expected to be there and thoroughly enjoyed his company while regretting her decision to run from Giovanni. Eventually, slowly watching the pair work thr

Stepping out of the steaming hot shower, Rosalia wrapped an impeccably white extra fluffy towel tightly around her freshly exfoliated skin. How the towels at the New Jersey estate always felt brand new always pondered her mind, she was starting to think Giovanni would order someone to stock the place with new towels and linen every time they visited. As she vigorously towel dried her damp hair she could now hear Giovanni barking orders at someone over his cell phone in the adjoining bedroom. She wondered if he had been doing this the entire time she was enjoying her extra long shower. She couldn't remember the last time she had the time to simply enjoy a long hot shower, and seeing though she was particularly wound up after watching the footage on Giovanni's computer and then having to endure a forty-five minute drive with him all the way to Jersey, she thought she earned this one! Disposing of the hair towel into the basket she opened up her toiletries to grab her brush being sure

"FUCK!" Giovanni cursed behind the closed doors of his office in his club Silenzio. Replaying the various footage sent to him via his laptop he could barely believe his eyes. Footage of his now ex employee, ex friend, ex mistress, Elisa Bartoletti, mixing cocktails behind the bar while adding a little crushed something extra. Something which was clearly not a cocktail ingredient! He watched as she did this numerous times, not only to the cocktail, but also with the scotch from his decanter. She would make sure her back was turned to him covering the drinking station, slip a little powder in his glass then fill with the scotch. The cameras capturing the entire story. He continued to watch footage from various cameras, her in his office sneakily pouring the majority of her drinks into Rosalia's desk trash can, now giving him the impression she was either already pregnant at this point, or wanted to remain level headed. The footage ended with Giovanni completely immobile sprawled out

"Ares?' I said with a cracked voice. I was dehydrated and tired and as I looked around the room I was in, I saw that there was no one there. Where is Ares? I tried sitting up but a sharp pain in my back stopped me and I let out a scream. The door burst open and Ares appeared looking tired. "Hey hey, hey, you okay?" He said hurriedly, taking a seat beside the bed I was laying on. it didn't take me long to figure out that I was in the pack house. "I think so. There's this pain in my back though." I pointed at the right side of my back and he placed his hands on it. "The doctor said there would be side effects to the injections because you're an hybrid but it should subside in an hour or two. I'll be here with you the entire time till you get better." I nodded but looking at him I had to ask "You look tired Ares, Have you been skipping bedtime?" He took a deep breath still rubbing his hand over my back. "I couldn't sleep because of the nightmares and I've been up all night trying to fi

CALI'S POV I couldn't contain my excitement as we made our way through the buzzing crowd towards our seats. It had been two weeks of work and thrill with Ares and even after the concert was moved, here we are. The air was filled with anticipation, a palpable energy that electrified the entire concert venue. Tonight was the night we had been waiting for – the Ed Sheeran concert. And I was about to experience it with Ares. The man who made it all possible. We took our seats, the soft glow of the stage lights illuminating the space around us. I glanced at Ares, his eyes shining with anticipation, his smile infectious. In that moment, I couldn't help but feel grateful for the kind of man sitting beside me, sharing this extraordinary experience. Suddenly, the arena plunged into darkness, and the crowd erupted into a wild frenzy of cheers and applause. Ed Sheeran emerged on stage, his presence commanding, his guitar ready to unleash a world of emotions. The first notes resonated through

ARES'S POV As I stood in the grand hall adorned with regal tapestries and gleaming chandeliers, anticipation filled the air. The day had finally arrived—the day of my coronation as Alpha. In my finest attire, I approached the platform where the ornate golden seat awaited. The room was filled with esteemed guests, nobles, and loyal subjects, their eyes fixed upon me. The weight of responsibility and legacy hung heavy upon my shoulders. The ceremony began with a majestic procession, led by the pack guards. With dignified steps, I followed closely behind, accompanied by my father's Beta who would anoint me as the ruler. The sound of howls reverberated through the hall, announcing my entrance. Upon reaching the seat, I ascended the steps, and a hush fell upon the crowd. The Beta stepped forward, holding the ancient and sacred ring, passed down through generations. He recited ancient blessings and prayers, invoking the favor of the Moon goddess upon my reign. With steady hands, th

As I walked into the sleek, glass-fronted building, excitement tingled in my veins. Today was my second day at Selkath technologies, a renowned technology company. The possibilities seemed endless, and I couldn't wait to dive into my new role as a software engineer. Yesterday was intense especially all the moments I had with my boss who is also my mate. Ares was extremely nice to me, he took to dinner before he took me home and I learned new things about him. He didn't do things without my consent and that only made me drawn to him. He made sure I ordered my own food and my own drinks and all the nerves I felt prior to that disappeared. He made me really comfortable. After my reminisce about yesterday, I found my way to the bustling open-plan office and settled into my desk. Just as I fired up my computer, a voice from behind startled me. "Hey there! Ready for another day of coding magic?" It was Mark, a friendly colleague from the team. I smiled and nodded, trying to hide my slight

CALI'S POV After I spent the rest of the night thinking about what to do , I finally made my decision. So here I was getting dressed to go to work. After I got I dressed in my black pencil skirt and coral chiffon shirt with black heels, I ordered my Uber and started my journey. I told myself that it wasn't because of Ares I was doing this but I knew deep down it was a lie. As much as it frightens me, I want to be his Luna because I'll never back down from a responsibility. I know what happens when you do that and even if we were brought together by the moon goddess, I did not mind being with Ares. So far, he had not treated me like shit. That's because he doesn't know you have powers. A little voice said in my head and I ignored it. Not everyone is a coward like my father, who threw me out instead of bringing me in and this was good. I would have my own pack and stop being a rogue. Being a rouge wolf was not something any wolf would ask for, that is why the rogue wolves who attacke

CALI'S POV I ran and I did not stop till I got home. Immediately I got home, I went straight to my room after locking my door and making sure no one was following me. I pulled off my clothes and took an immediate shower. As the warm water ran down my face to my body, I relaxed but I kept seeing a pair of familiar gold eyes. Ares. My mate. I knew he was right because I felt exactly what my mum said I would feel. Fire. My body was on fire around him. I turned off the shower but I still couldn't get his scent off me. Wrapping myself in a robe, I went to my closet to pick an outfit for my interview tomorrow. I didn't want to be late. I needed this job. I ended up chosing a deep blue straight gown and a pair of red heels. I laid in bed and wrapped myself in blankets trying to sleep but I couldn't. Everytime I closed my eyes I was met the same set gold eyes. Haunting me and pulling me away from sleep. By the time it was 6am in the morning, I had gotten little to no sleep and my eyes were d