Aot Marcel Novels & Stories

While it was actually pretty awesome, it felt surreal to be in a plane with only three passengers and the staff, not to forget that we got our own bedrooms for a one hour flight. When we were a few minutes away from about to land, Mariano broke into a sweat. "Isabelle," He said hardly, "What am I going to say to your parents? Are you sure they'll like me?" "Of course." I answered for the tenth time. "We've been over this already." He stared at me, then turned and stalked to Aiden purposefully. Curious, I followed. Aiden stood up when Mariano reached him. My boyfriend sighed deeply before thrusting his hand to Aiden. "Mr. Forte." He said in a deep voice and nodded. "It's nice to meet you. Tha

“After the war, I plan to fix everything. Right now, for as long as Amelia is trapped in Deadfang, she’s in danger, so my main focus is on getting her out of here and back to safety the first chance I get.” Marcel walks closer and sits down next to me. “I won’t return to the Capital. I’ll stay nearby and be ready to support you when I’m needed.” “Thank you,” I say and slap his back. “I know I can always count on you.” Marcel flashes me a grin and silence washes over us all over again. He’s lost deep in thought as my eyes focus on Deadfang territory. “Ready?” I whisper to my wolf. He howls with pure joy and I’m pretty sure even jumps around a little, excitement oozing from him. “Born ready! L

“It’s not what I think?? You had a deal with mark that the video would never see the light of the day, if he sells his shares to you and help you retain your position as the C.E.O of Weston inc, isn’t that truth??” “Yes it is, but..” “But? Please shove your explanation down your throat. You let a man who just committed abortion on a pregnant woman in the worst way ever, roan around the country free.. he killed his own child and you had a deal with a bastard like him.” Marcel huffed, then starts laughing.. the whole thing felt funny to him, the fact that even as she was stand in-front oh him, he could still feel the amount of love he had for her. He was in-love with a vile woman, one incapabl

Sin said. "What is wrong with both you and Aurelio? He's ruining my hard-built empire by getting himself entangled with that girl. She is the enemy's daughter. A threat and you are here supporting him. No, this madness has got to stop," Marcelo's voice came out low, husky and dangerous. The door forcefully pushed open and Aurelio strode him. "Release them," he commanded. Marcelo smirked, "It took you long to come back," he stood on his feet.

Lord Alaric knew in many ways that Marcel wasn't going to do his job well, but he wanted to prove Lord Vlad wrong, and now was the time. "We need to get him out of there," Lord Alaric demanded. "Get him out of there, Raina." ~ A FEW HOURS AGO "We need to act fast, or else Lilith is going to ruin a lot of things that we have planned," Marcel urged, slipping his hands into his pocket as he paced around the open garden. The leaves made a squishing sound every time Marcel stepped on them. Ophelia stood, her face blank, as she stared at the flowing stream.

" Cato just nodded. Marcelo practically ran out of the premises, back to his VIP office upstairs, pushing through a crowd of dancers and party animals in his club. Fate was definitely fucking with him.

Third Person POV. Marcel trailed down the stairs, fixing the ropes of his gra-colored robe. He had gotten a message from one of his servants that Yato had come around. Since being back in Oakdale town, Marcel had occupied himself with building a small army and trustees that could help him in winning over his cousin's brother, and the fucking Slayers. Secluded in a mansion in the middle of the clearing on the outskirts of the town, Marcel equipped himself and strategized for the day he’d strike with his warriors.

Right now they brushed off Rowan’s weirdness and went back into the conversation of Katra. “You know Rowan’s right-again. We won't have enough time to get close enough to Katra” Marcel sighed out defeated before slumping back into his chair. Our only good plan had just been crumpled in front of him and by somebody who doesn’t even really seem to care.

I say, a wide grin spreading across my face. Marcelina's excitement was palpable as she exclaimed, "Oh my goodness, Alaric! I am absolutely thrilled for you! You are precisely what she needs!" However, her joy was tinged with concern as she continued, "But wait, I have Neo with me, and he is also her mate. Do you think you two can coexist in the same room and share her? Or should I consider separating you guys?" Marcelina's question hung in the air, highlighting the complexity of the situation and the need for careful consideration.

"You seem to think I don't know the deadliness and the unstable actions of Bleach?" Marcel breathed through his nose, and peeked out his tongue to lick his lips, akin to the hissing of a snake. "It is beyond me to think of such," he muttered. "I will do my best to rally some of my connections to locate this myriad immediately." Constantine's mischievous eyes stared Marcel down. Marcel nearly hissed in retaliation from having the hair on his skin stand at attention with the way Constantine stared at him as if he was a mere ant he would consume easily.