Luigi Mario Bros Movie Novels & Stories

Tom continued, stepping on Mario's daughter's finger with his shiny shoe. “Don't do that!” Mario reflexively shouted loudly, when he saw his daughter getting mistreated. He even stood up to fight Tom. “Ah... you've finally made your voice heard,” said Tom, smiling slyly as he approached Mario, and with one kick smashed his foot into Mario's face, knocking him to the ground. “Oh my!” Sira exclaimed chokingly. She didn't expect that Tom's face was not directly proportional to his nature. But Sira hurriedly put on an ordinary expression. Because even she had been treated like that by Mario's family.

's face twitched. "Get the fuck out before I loose it!" Mario yelled angrily, pointing at the door. Camilla's eyes twitched as she stared at him. "Get out" he said a bit calmly. "Ugh!" She groaned, storming away. "Bitch," he said, turning to Alfredo and Liliana. "Wow. That was......... interesting," Alfredo said as he packed up his medical equipment. Mario rested his eyes on Liliana. "You are fucking that maid, aren't you?" Alfredo asked. Mario didn't respond but kept staring at Liliana. "Well, why am I surprised?" Alfredo asked, picking up his bag. "Don't forget to give her her meds. It is on the nightstand," Alfredo said, walking towards the door. He stopped

Riccardo laughs as you know, it must look amusing to the nannies and the guards. "Don, I have to be serious. I have never seen a child messing up a mafia Godfather like this. One little baby took out the big bad Godfather. I bet you will never use the end of this," Mario laughs. He heard the commotion and couldn't wait to see what was happening. Mario cannot stop laughing, and Riccardo glares at him. "Let Mario help you clean up the mess since he thinks it is so funny," Riccardo says. Mario knows he will vomit if he has to help.

Hugo inquired, trying his best to sound calm. “Yes,” responded Mario. Strike one. “Did you happen to visit an old farmer named Bruno?” “Yes,” Mario dutifully answered. Strike two. “Did you put your hands on Bruno?” asked Hugo and closed his eyes. He hoped against hope that the knucklehead would deny it.

“Tabitha!” I shove the door open and stumble onto the road despite him. “Let her go!” I yell at Mario. “Let her go right now!” Mario throws his head back and laughs. “I will,” he says mockingly. “When the Aldairs kneel and hand over their heads.” The brothers shift back to their human forms as they face him. “You’re pathetic,” Jace spits. “You need a hostage to feel powerful!” Luca adds with contempt. Mario’s grin widens. “You think this is about power?” he asks. “You spoiled heirs have no idea what you’ve done to this island.”

Mario, however, remained remarkably calm as if he had been expecting this unceremonious entrance. Lorenzo moved with terrifying speed, closing the distance between them in two long strides. He grabbed Mario by the collar, pulling him up, then unleashed a brutal barrage of punches. Each blow landed with a sickening thud, Mario’s head snapping back with every impact. Lorenzo didn’t stop until he was satisfied and until Mario sagged limply in his grasp. Then, he shoved him away and Mario crumpled to the floor.

Lucius smiled, but with arrogance in his expression, they walked together. "Just fine. You haven't gotten rid of the person who did that to you?" “I'm trying to do it. Crushing it from the bottom is great fun. The higher than the pain when he fell, Mario.” Mario smiled, he knew Lucius was that kind of man. He likes to play his enemy, who thinks he is victorious but only runs in Lucius' palm. The illusion created by Lucius is truly deadly.

"How close are you to finding Mario?" "I received a message from Tristan while we were on our way over here," I told him. "He has a lead. Mario will be back in the city this weekend from wherever he's been hiding. I told him to let me know as soon as he knows more." "And you're absolutely positive your pain in the ass brother has no idea his fiancée is actually dead. Because if you walk into another trap, Luca, it'll be you who's dead. Your brother won't miss a second time."

It’s maybe because Luciano was glaring at him. Luciano tried to get up, I was fast to push him down and stay with me, because somehow I felt good in his arms. Sighing in some way, he was left to reply, “Speak, Mario,” Mario audibly sighed, visibly expressing he was uncomfortable with my presence as he didn't speak for quite a few seconds, “Mario, are you also ready for operation 45?” Sounded like a threat because that shook Mario inside out. He was quick to respond in negative.

All around us were blazing fire but we kept moving until we got to the door. Israel opened it and we both stepped out together and shut the door. We were now in Mario's house. Umberto, Pietro and I were facing Mario. " We just want you to admit to the bombing, brother," Umberto said. " We won't hurt you. All we're interested in is Lorelei. Tell us where she is. You're working for her, aren't you?" Mario's face burned. He flopped into one of the seats and covered his face. To everyone's surprise, he began crying.