Attack On Titan Marco Bodt Novels & Stories

He was stunned for a moment, but his reaction was too late because I already had him by his neck. But what I didn’t expect was that a group of rogues would come and took me away from him. Marco shifted back to his human form and laughed, “You think you can win this war? No! You don’t know me at all,” he said, and he was fast because he was in front of me in seconds with his right hand on my heart ready to rip it. He was about to but he was thrown away by a big blow from Marcus.

Was I a bad person for celebrating Bryant having the upper hand after speaking against the battle? Like a crazed beast Marco suddenly lunged at Bryant, claws partially elongated and he started going at him. I jumped and gasped in shock, horrified at the fact that Marco was clearly trying to target Bryant's face. I didn't know if I should be thankful he missed, and that his claws instead scratched Bryant's chest. Maybe Marco thought that if Bryant’s face was disfigured, then I wouldn’t want him anymore. Caught off guard, Bryant took quite a number of hits before he was finally able to block Marco. Marco though didn't give up as he kept playing dirty by trying to claw at Bryant's weak spots. I

All she wanted to do was rest her sore body until she didn’t feel pain anymore. AFTERNOON came when Drake’s Beta suddenly rushed towards him with a pale face. “Alpha!” Beta Dillon called. Without an obeisance, he continued. “Alpha, there’s an unforeseen attack from the outside this morning. Some of our soldiers were slaughtered,” he informed, trembling. Drake’s forehead knitted. He looks livid and ready to kill someone mercilessly. “Who the fuck are they?” “Humans, Alpha,” Beta Dillon answered. Drake balled his fists; his face became expressionless. “Are you sure about that? Don’t you know the rouge actions lately? They’re quiet and not attacking anymore after the last encounter with them.”

Robert shouted. Marcus, his own shoulder heavily bandaged from the shrapnel he took in the escape from the Sterling Tower, threw his remaining good arm across Jack’s chest. The Beta bodyguard, a mountain of muscle who could flip a sedan, gritted his teeth. "Boss! You’re hurting her! Snap out of it!"

Just fists and fury. Victoria was trained. Fast. Precise. But Em was rage incarnate. She didn't feel pain. Didn't slow. Just attacked. Victoria hit her. Em kept coming. Victoria kicked. Em absorbed it. Kept fighting. I looked for Rookie. Found him running. Heading for the exit. Coward. But then. Another figure in the doorway. Marco. Limping forward. Gun raised. "Rookie!" Marco called. Rookie stopped. Turned. Saw Marco.

They were too busy talking to an extent that she had forgotten about everything. "Okay, take care."Alessandra pecked her mother on the cheeks and then walked away. She wiped the remaining tears from her eyes and then put on a smile, pretending that she was not crying in the first place. Taking a few deep breaths, Alessandra opened the door for her mate. The prince stood at the door as he waited patiently. He was tall and strong just like always.Ace was accompanied by three soldiers for security purposes. His lips curved into a smile when his little mate appeared behind the brown wooden mahogany door.

Just as Marco stepped out of the church a few of princess Anse’s bodyguards stepped in front of him, blocking his way. “Next time you won’t be so lucky,” the biggest build of the bodyguards warned, his arms folded over his chest. “What are you going to do big guy?” Marco stepped into a boxing stance, swinging his fist. The bodyguards started to laugh at him and the big one extended his hand to smack Marco down but Marco manage to dodge it only for his face to meet the big one’s other hand. The bodyguard smacked him so hard that he lost his footing. The bodyguards left him there, walking away and laughing.

He crouched down in front of me, his dark eyes searching mine for any signs of doubt or regret. “I’m fine,” I said, though my voice was shaky. “It’s just… a lot.” “You don’t have to do this alone,” he reminded me, his hand gently brushing a strand of hair from my face. I nodded, leaning into his touch. “It’s over, isn’t it?” “It is,” Marco interjected, stepping into the dim light of the warehouse. His shirt was torn, and a thin line of blood trailed down his arm, but he didn’t seem to notice. “Viktor’s men scattered after you took him down. They’re no longer a threat.”

Masked men pour into the house, their dark forms moving like shadows through the dim light. My heart slams into my chest as I automatically take a step back. Fear grabs me, cold and numbing, as the attackers rush toward us. But Marco is faster. He pushes me behind him, his moves sharp and exact, his body a barrier between me and the risk. I watch, stunned, as he takes down the first guy with frightening ease. His hand hits the attacker’s jaw, and the man crumples to the ground before he even has time to respond.

Titan tells her, still watching closely. “Uncle Titan, look at this shell,” Andrew shows Titan a shiny shell. “Wow, bud!” Titan still has Odin in his arms. Mars- Attack! Left. “Sil! Move!” Titan yells as he kicks the rogue in the head. Titan holds Odin tight to his chest as he fights off six rogues. One finally gets his leg, making him fall in the sand. Mars- MATE! Titan looks up to see Zaphyra rip the throats off the rogues.