Attack On Titan Marco Bodt Novels & Stories

“You shouldn’t be standing.” Luca lifted the rifle slightly. “Relax, boss. I’m standing fine.” He winced slightly as pain shot through his shoulder. “Mostly fine.” Across the courtyard, Viktor watched the moment with interest. “So this is the famous Luca.” He tilted his head slightly. “The loyal dog.” Marco immediately raised his weapon. “Say that again.” But Luca stepped forward instead. “Careful, Marco.” His voice was calm. “If the big scary mercenary hurts your feelings, you might cry.”

I was wrong. “Yes, but–” I was cut off when Ricco gave Nikolas a machete. No. “You may think the interaction was harmless and maybe it was. Baby, Carlo knew what he was getting himself into when he touched you like you were his bitch. Now he’s crying like a figo.” (figo - pussy)

No, this cannot be happening to me! “Stop it!” I scream once again, but this time louder than before, lacing all of my pain and hurt into my voice. I shut my eyes, awaiting my fate, but the next thing I hear is the snapping of bones, followed by a thud next to me. Slowly, I open my eyes, and they connect with those of a raging alpha. Roman. Marco is lying by my side with his head at an unusual angle. He is dead. “Thank-“

But standing there in the cold, March night, face a bit numb, it was the best I could do. He just stared back at me. His stare seemed to pierce my soul, as if he were seeing right through me. It looked as if he were debating how much to tell me. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, he opened his mouth to speak. “Caleb!” shouted a voice, and we both turned. A group of men – vampires? – dressed all in black, marched right for us. Caleb turned and faced them. Caleb. I liked that. “We have no clearance for your arrival,” the man in the middle said, deadly serious.

Beneath his kind mask, he was someone who would do whatever it took to destroy anyone who crossed him. I suddenly noticed just how many men Marco had on the island. Some were helping people injured by the blast—luckily, there were no serious injuries. “Do you know where to take them?” Marco asked, looking at a few hurt men. He was talking about the ones caught in the explosion—a bomb he had planted himself, not something done by our enemies. “What about the others?” he added, noticing only two of the attackers had been caught. “Dead at the scene, sir,” someone answered, nodding toward the captured men. I turned to Marco, wanting to hear from him who they were.

“I’m bored. There’s nothing more to do here except place bets on some brats and hope that we choose the right kid to pledge loyalty to. I’m just curious what the afro saw in you.” For a moment, Zen saw a flicker in those eyes. Marco was definitely a lion beneath that laziness. He felt the pressure and swallowed hard. Even if Yelena and Bolt were smart and strong, Marco was a beast. There was no doubt that this man sometimes killed for fun. In some ways, he was similar to Johan. “Will you pledge to me if I told you?”

God bless and do comments and let me know what you think of my story:) . “I don’t like this…” Matei whispered behind Vadim. Right around the border of Marco’s old home, 70% of the soldiers in Makkari were called out to fight Marco. Knowing his past crimes and ability to turn his enemies into creatures from hell, Armand knows that they have to be as careful as they can.

MARCO The weight of Danzo on my chest was suffocating. My head throbbed from the blow he’d landed earlier, and my ribs felt like they’d been shattered into pieces. The blade in his hand hovered just inches above me, glinting under the dim light, mocking me with its inevitability. My muscles strained as I pushed against him, but Danzo was relentless, pressing down with the weight of his body and his victory. “Well, Marco,” he sneered, leaning closer. His breath reeked of blood and spite. “Looks like this is it for you. No backup. No miraculous last-minute escape. And this time?” He chuckled, his grin wicked. “No plot armor to save you.”

It was to kill him. “Mariko,” he muttered her name. “Yes, I am.” Clenching, Mariko stretches her arm backward to position herself as she was getting ready to hit him. Marcus did not move, as he was waiting for her to attack him. Mariko was shaking as she was pointing the arrow at him, but suddenly Mariko heard John calling Marcus. She got jolted that she unintentionally released the arrow which made her hit his shoulder. Mariko jumped off the tree and went toward him.

A storm was hidden in his eyes. "Who are you? Get out!" Marco snapped. He had recently arrived in Meawood City and had not seen Delbert before. He grabbed his bathrobe, put it on, and stood next to Harriet, staring at Delbert. The cold air around Delbert made Marco's heart tighten. In the next instant, Marco felt a fatal blow to his private parts. He gasped and fell to the ground. A chilling voice rang out. "Drag him out and disable him."