Maniac Marvel Novels & Stories

As the shirtless man grew closer, Amy could see how the man’s skin shimmered like the metallic paint on her BMW. She noticed the shirtless man’s ripped blue jeans, which sagged around his waistline. The black bandana tied around his bald head gave him the only human element. Amy’s throat went dry when she got a better look at the mechanized man holding her son. She could clearly see how the robotic man’s design shared 2Pac’s likeness, and it creeped her out. To Amy, the metal man looked like a bronze statue of 2Pac if it came to life.

If so I need to get the girls away from them as quickly and humanely as possible. They're not good guys though they may seem it on the outside inside they don't give a shit about anyone but themselves ever since Maulvey’s sister committed suicide they became the most deadly drug dealer assassin and I feel that a storm is coming and the worst one in history one that can cause a war between the mafia and the drug lords. There has already been some ruckus about Dreads death and if they are blaming either of these two girls as well as the Greens they will take their ultimate revenge and it won't be pretty.

inning while moving towards me. My face paled at his intentions."N-No you wouldn't." I warned."Test me." He mused.With that he marched towards me and I ran for my life. I ran towards the dinning area where Eli was also present having the same expression as mine. I ran towards her. Now the table was between us and Ethan who was enjoying every bit of the moment. Eli warned.Eli warned. "Don't you dare Ethan."Ethan mused. "Oh look at your faces. Y'all are about to pass out."He laughed. And I bombarded him with questions."Who are you? Did you hit your head somewhere? Are you drunk?" I asked with disbelief.His laugh died and he looked serious. His seriousness scared me but the next moment he start

MAC These damn eyes. What the fk is wrong with me? I got a bit of good f***g news and I'm crying like a damn baby. A baby. I can't believe they're having another baby. Please, goddess, let it be a girl. Marvel needs a sister to protect and to help mellow out his little womanizing nonsense. His “all the mates” bullshit and the way he chases after all the pretty girls. Having a sister would make him more conscious of how he treats other girls.

A cut. It's different. This one not matching the cut of the Nightmare Warriors that I have seen. This one has an image of a skull with a cross bone under it. Around the image in big bold white letters are the words Rejects MC. I narrow my eyes as his stands there with his arms crossed leaning against my car, smoking a cigarette. I march over, get in front of his vision and cross my arms matching his gesture. "Um excuse me sugar, but last I checked leaning against a person's hood was rude. Maybe your mamma didn't teach you that, but I can assure you it is." The stranger smirks then pulls his cigarette out of his mouth and flicks it away from the two of us.

Dmitri spat out blood in my direction, an act of disrespect. I stood up from the chair and walked closer to him, raising his chin so he could take a look at me. "Unlike your miserable father, I am the biggest Mafia Lord in the entire city. Every single one of my enemies fears me, and they all have the right to do so. I am showing you mercy by exchanging your freedom for that of your sister, you should be thankful." I let go afterward, and with one last look at him, I walked out of the room.

he aks Teil. "About ninety men." Teil replied simply. Silence. "It isn't enough." Hayden said, tapping his fingers on the desk. "We're going up against a group of insane monsters, and the leader is no different. We are talking about a guy who murdered a student with a fork at the age of thirteen." Hayden says matter of factly, to let them know of the gravity of the situation. Which meant, if they made one wrong move, he would be waiting, and won't hesitate to destroy them all. He didn't need to say this, they already knew.

Then, the man's cold voice rang out, he said. “Why do you do these things? Why do you hurt your body? If you hate them, you can shoot and kill them. Don't be afraid that the police will arrest you, as long as I'm by your side, no one will be able to detain you, even if that person is a police officer.

‘Aleksis Agustus, Chief Executive of Octagon Solutions’ How shameless of her husband to say he was fired from a company he owns? A flicker of excitement rushed into her eyes. All these years, Sierra has tried to dismiss the world she grew up in. The rush and hunger for danger were pulsing through her heartbeat. The same way it would always do whenever she was given a task. There was no need to ask who would play this game better. She knew damn well who would be a better player. All she had to do now was plan her way to make Alek feel like winning, and just when he got a hold of the trophy, she’d sneak in and snatch victory away from him. Maybe kill him. Well, that would be optional.

Moana, however, just laughed and took me out shopping for protective supplies: a big bat flashlight that could easily bash someone’s skull in (as well as provide light), a can of pepper spray, and a special mechanism that could go inside my door between the wall and the lock so that someone couldn’t open it from the outside, even if they had a key. I always appreciated her openness to my freedom to experience the city on my own, and I cherished those items that she bought for me in case they really would come in handy someday. “Well… Here you are, I guess.” The man leaned forward, peering out the window with an obvious look of disgust on his face. “This is the right place, right?” I nodded,