Mando Character Novels & Stories

" I blink in surprise, the tone and mannerisms, not at all a reflection of Marco's nature. He seems to notice this. "Oh so sorry! I should've introduced myself first, I'm Marco's wolf," Marco starts to cough and cannot help but roll his eyes, seemingly speechless at his wolf's mannerisms. Then a different male voice exits his vocal chords. "I'm Manuel," the voice sounds rich and smooth, matching the polite greeting he offers me. "Nice to meet you, Manuel," and while I am delighted to meet him, I finally realize he has been pretending to be the Messenger Mage. My eyes grow wide, as a rosy, red shade of embarrassment flushes my cheeks.

Mariano's expression darkened visibly, and he made me sit down on the chair I was previously tied to before sauntering over to Landon. "Motherfucker." He swore, landing a punch on Landon's eye. "Untie him." Mariano instructed Emilio, "I won't fight a man who can't protect himself." Landon was quickly untied, but he obviously didn't stand a chance against my man. Mariano beat him to a pulp, punching him hard across his face, kicking his gut, till he was bleeding profusely. "I love her." Landon choked through the assaults. "You will never love her like I do."

,I said "And what if the same accident happens and worse you get killed?? Fuck no" I had no idea what I was doing In fact I had no idea about the whole situation , but I know I need to help I walked over to him and put my hands on his shoulders I don't even care who's around me and looking at me "Look at me",now it was my time to be the boss "I'm a Mafian Diego ",I sounded like I was trying to convince my self that

Blood trickled down his nose and from his mouth. “Your worst nightmare…” the man said sternly and Marcos attempted to lift his head. The man didn't use his uttered voice, but his voice sounded familiar. “The man who has the power…not you lost boys with issues… I'll kill you and everyone else…” The man spat out, dropped the whip on the floor and stormed away. Marcos was already unconscious. ____

Marco said pleasantly. “Come and eat if you're hungry.” Caterina offered. Marco shook his head lightly. “I'm still traumatized by the fish soup I tasted the other day.” Marco said with an expression that showed that he was truly traumatized. Caterina laughed slightly. “I'm sorry, I really didn't know you couldn't taste spicy food.” She was amused that a mafia chief like Marco could not eat spicy food. He was fierce in front of his men, he was tough when he fought, he looked so stern and scary, but he lost to spicy food.

MARCO I sat in my office, spinning a pocket knife between my fingers, the faint glint of the blade catching the dim light. The motion helped me think, a small distraction from the conversation we were about to have. Tony, Carlos, and Luis stood before me, waiting for my signal to start. “Alright, Tony, what have you got?” I asked, not taking my eyes off the blade. Tony cleared his throat, stepping forward slightly. “According to Cain, this Marcel guy works as a mercenary for various families. That’s about all he knows. Why Marcel’s interested in us or what he’s doing in New York? No clue. Cain wasn’t much help beyond that.”

CASPIAN. I didn’t want Carla to dance with that bastard, Leo Monterobio. He was part of the Mafia, working as Marco Rossi’s second in command. A known womaniser and a very dangerous fellow. I didn't want him even an inch close to Carla. Just seeing him sit close to her had my blood boiling. I wanted to gouge his eyes out for staring at her like she was a piece of meat. I wanted to knock his teeth out for smiling at her like he was in a toothpaste ad.