Maniac Marvel Novels & Stories

"I am not going anywhere with you. We don't know you and we have been doing fine on our own for years." "I know you have Emmersyn. We have been watching you for a few years now and you have shown us just how strong you are." I jerked my head up at him. "My name is Ajax and I am from Manix University, a school for the supernatural. Your grandfather is the headmaster and would like to meet you." "My what?" My mouth fell open. My brain felt like he had just spoken gibberish. "Now I know you are lying. I have no family so quit stalking me, creep.”

Morrigan exclaimed. Her lackey fanned the flames. "That's right. Take a good look at yourself. How dare you challenge Ms. Morrigan? Blood is thicker than water. Have you never heard of that? What makes you think an outsider like you can come between Ms. Heinrich and Ms. Morrigan?" I thrashed around to escape her grip, but I accidentally loosened the topmost button of my shirt. That was when Morrigan saw the malachite pendant on my neck. A bloodthirsty glint flashed in her eyes.

I took off my sunglasses and the second the realization dawned on the officer's face, he let out a nervous chuckle, "Mr. Mancini, ah, I didn't recognize the vehicle." I gave him a smile, "No problem, officer." He stepped back and extended a hand in the road's direction, he was as pale as ghost, a stupid man didn't even know that I wasn't going to shoot him or hurt him in broad daylight. We're the fucking La Cosa Nostra, not idiots. I revved the engine and again raced down the road, stopping only when I finally reached our club, "Terra Cognita"

Twenty-five is still young, is he on crack? Instead of replying, I roll my head onto the couch and shut my eyes. I can't deal with his crap right now. He's always been like this-forcing me into shit I don't want to do. "Life is short, son, especially if you're in the mafia. You'll need heirs by thirty, at the most." He stops before speaking again, hoping this last sentence would make me want to marry some random girl. "And, it'll be a good alliance."

She ached closer. "What the hell! Are you okay, though? I have told you and I still will tell you the has never been or never will be a future with you bitch. The only one I pay alligence to is My Lady Ravenna, and nobody else she has my heart, and I am not about to give up on her now because she is sick or has a disorder that is capable of being corrected in the nearest future. Never! it is never going to happen." Mariana gave a wicked smile that was acquainted only by her kind. The smile barely reached her eyes.

The way the girls swoon over him only fuels my annoyance. I hate him. I don't like her. This is a trainwreck. Where is Mirasol's katana? Maybe I can fall on it? “Hello everyone, I’m Brent Hammond. You might recognize me from the cover of this year’s Assassin Magazine.” He strikes a dramatic pose that is in the theme of a Greek statue, and I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing. I nudge Caleb, who is also stifling laughter. “You know the slogan, ‘If they’re a danger to society, we’re a danger to them.’ Well, I coined that.” He flashes a smug grin. “And if that doesn’t ring a bell, maybe my stats will—I’m the best in the world.”

No one else would dare. I had escaped my father but I just basically went from frying pan to fire. Hakan was Scorpion, there was no doubt about it. I was in the arms of the deadliest and most feared mafia boss in the whole country and maybe further than that.

"Well, Darick rarely sleeps, whether it's day or night. He sticks to a very rigid schedule of exercise and managing the day-to-day business of, hmm—” "Running his mafia," I interrupted. “Yeah," she laughed bashfully. "The only members that live in the house are Darick, Vicktor, who is Darick's second in command, Wendall, William, and Amber. The rest of the crew are spread out in different locations." "Do they all have superpowers like Darick?" I asked, chewing on the bread slowly.

Then The same golden symbol appeared on all of them. A circle. With a line through it. But this time, the symbol was not steady. It was glitching. Flickering. Like something was trying to break through. The crowd began to panic again. “No, no, no,” someone shouted. “It’s starting again!” Helios stepped forward, flames rising slightly around him. “Calm down!” he called. His voice carried across the street like thunder. But Maria wasn’t looking at the crowd. She was staring at the screen.

“Good morning ma’am Andrea” Athena said, placing the fruit basket on the cabinet. “How’s sir Jayden this morning” “Ugh! Don’t get me started. He’s been angry since last night” “Why? “He wants Monalisa” “What? So, he has regained his memories? “Apparently, no, he remembers only her and he wants her but.. that’s impossible because of their current relationship” “You’re right. So what do we do? “I don’t know. He has refused to eat and take his drugs. He said he can’t eat from a stranger. I am a stranger to my brother” Andrea sighed and rose from her seat. “we need Monalisa here”