Novels by MARAH LYNN

Rosalia's eyes flared with a mix of anger and satisfaction as she stepped closer, locking her gaze onto Elisa. The atmosphere in the room thickened with tension, the weight of Stefano's earlier words hanging there like a dare.In an instant, Rosalia closed the gap between them, her eyes burning with rage. Elisa instinctively took a step back, fear written all over her face, while Rosalia’s fists clenched tightly."You think you can mess with me?" Rosalia's voice was dangerously soft. "You really think you can manipulate me as a pawn in your twisted little game and just walk away?"Elisa shook her head, her voice shaky. "I didn’t mean to hurt you, Rosalia. It wasn't supposed to go this far."Rosalia’s laughter cut through the air—cold and devoid of humor. "Didn’t mean to hurt me? Or didn’t mean to take me out so you can get to Giovanni? You’re just sad."Suddenly, Rosalia lunged forward and gripped Elisa's arm, her hold strong and unyielding. Elisa winced, a cry escaping her as Rosalia

It was one of the most uncomfortable flights of their lives, certainly due to the high intensity of the situation at hand. Absolutely everything had been rushed, getting in contact with Giovanni's preferred travel agent, booking under their thankfully already setup false identities and the dreaded packing of course. What was even more frustrating for Stefano, having to reveal to his travel partner Caro, he had lost complete control of the boss's fiancé. Stefano had been in a position where he had to choose carefully in very short time between men. If he had made the incorrect choice Giovanni would have been alerted immediately and that would have pretty much sealed his fate. Thankfully for him, even though Caro had expressed his sincerest opinion about how crazy the situation was and how he didn't feel comfortable defying the boss, eventually he was able to be convinced. Now, as they waited patiently outside the apartment complex for the street to clear trying to minimise the

"WHAT DID YOU DO?!" Elisa's frantic screams filled the room, it was a miracle no one in the apartment complex was banging on her door to investigate the commotion - although it was an area notorious for little to no income earners, crime filled the neighbourhood she could afford whilst being on the run. "YOU-YOU k-killed-" "SHUT UP!" Rosalia snapped trying to come to terms herself with what had just occurred. Elisa had hit a nerve, Ricci, the person she had tried to find justice for all this time, Elisa was also responsible for his death. It hurt. Far more than she could have ever imagined and in that moment, she wanted Elisa to suffer. "HE HAD NOTHING TO DO WITH ANYTHING!" "And neither did Ricci!" Her response instant and cold. Elisa couldn't believe what she was hearing, who was this person before her? Where did the overly nice and annoyingly innocent girl go? This sure as hell wasn't her. "You're going to an Italian prison you stupid fuck!" She continued to badger still in to

The silence in the room was almost deafening. Nobody moved, not even the sleeping infant as Rosalia stood firm, weapon in hand ensuring she was being perceived as someone who meant business. And she truly did mean business. This was the moment she has psyched herself up for, had been working towards for so long now. There was no way she was going to back down; there was no deal they could possibly make her that didn't include Elisa returning back to New York with her. Whatever she needed to do to get that done was her primary focus. "Dov'è Elena?" (Where's Elisa?) Rosalia asked, finally breaking the silence between them. Without taking a step he cautiously placed his iced cold beer on top of the dresser to his right before responding. "Signorina..." (Miss) His voice already trailing with the last syllable. "Hai sbagliato apartamento". (You have gone to the wrong apartment) Placing his hands defensively in the air as if to surrender he attempted a step toward her but was instantly t

Rosalia's black leather encased fingers gently tapped the steering wheel in front of her. She had gone to Patrisio for what hopefully would be a final favour, one which he insisted was free of charge, he had loaned her a vehicle to do with as she pleased. It had certainly come in handy the last few days, it was much easier to stake out Elisa's home and whereabouts this way. But today she was ready for confrontation, she couldn't wait any longer, it had been far too long ditching Stefano now and she was certain her luck with that would be running out soon. She had felt horrible the last couple of days thinking back on everything, the way she had fled and the trouble she had most likely dragged Stefano into. She hadn't meant any harm and only hoped he had been able to come up with something for her fiancé. But this was personal, something she felt she had to do. She had been imprisoned for a crime she very well knew she committed under circumstances where she felt she had no other op

Italy... The word continued to taunt Stefano unable to get the location out of his head as he sat in the prison parking lot smoking what was most likely his last cigarette. He had barely been able to process anymore of his TSA's contact information the previous day and he certainly wasn't able to get any sleep after hearing the news. His world had come crumbling down. There was no way in hell she was coming back in time and they had been unable to firmly place where in Italy Rosalia even was – or if she was even still there? There had been no credit card transactions, no check in's that he could grasp under her real name, his checks on Elisa still coming up empty so now he had no choice but to face the wrath of Giovanni. He had seriously thought about not showing up at all, throwing caution to the wind and just being a no-show for the day. But the reality was, where would that leave him? Surely his boss would simply make contact with one of the other men, have him tailed and with

"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