Marcel Tvd Novels & Stories

In fact, he often spends holidays with my family. Marcel is forty-nine with short, limp dark brown hair fading grey at the edges. He has a salt and pepper trimmed beard and soft hazel eyes. Outside of the frown lines on his forehead he only has some slight creasing around the corners of his eyes, but no other wrinkles to be seen. He always dresses sharply and is currently in black slacks, black Armani dress shoes, a black pinstripe shirt and a black tie with a gold diamond pattern in the design. He’s also wearing his usual gold wolf cufflinks. He loves anything to do with wolves, he even owns one as a pet which he named Blade, who is absolutely gorgeous! I step out of the cab as Marcel walks

But Marcel was furious because he could not take Alvin with him. 'Damn it! Alice successfully took Alvin. So, I can’t threaten Alice. Why did you choose Morgan, Alice? I should have been the man who loved you, who was by your side all this time. Why do you always take everything that should be mine, Morgan?' Marcel fled, but he was raging because he had been careless these past few days, leading to his defeat and the loss of Alvin. That evening, in Morgan and Alice’s apartment, the tension felt like electricity ready to explode. Marcel was attacking again, growing more aggressive, striking personally and emotionally, whilst their team was solidifying thanks to Rafael's strategy.

But if Marcel continued with his provocations, I didn't know what might happen. "Do you remember that night, Scott?" A disgusting smile played on his lips. "I'll never forget it." He got up from his stool and sat next to me. "Let's have a man-to-man talk, Scott. Come here." His smile turned malicious. "She didn't touch you, did she? If you know what I mean. You had the chance to feel her hands..." Marcel gestured with his hands. "But you lost it. Are you stupid or... have you always been a cuckold?" He laughed. "Know that sleeping with Madelyn was unforgettable. I gave her a good time."

Marcel seems to be having the time of his life cutting down demons with his staff, causing more chaos has he broke through their ranks with immense speed, one of the demon generals who seems to have lost his cool immediately attacks Marcel with a red lightening bolt, Marcel just manages to dodge it and steadies himself DEMON GENERAL #4 : I have had enough of this, I will kill you and go on to do the same with your companions MARCEL : Oh… that seems rather ominous, I guess I’m gonna have to stop you here and now to prevent such a grim fate from befalling my teammates and I… ( with a sarcastic voice) Marcel readies himself and gets into battle stance DEMON GENERAL #4 : You insolent human The g

“Is this not the same guy we confronted at his house weeks ago? How did we find nothing? How did we miss this?!” His voice dropped lower, more dangerous. “You made me look stupid, Marcel. Stupid before the whole world.” Marcel inhaled deeply, trying not to match his tone. “I know,” he said softly. “And I’m sorry. But listen, I’ve got something now. We have the situation under control. If we act fast, we can fix this.” Nathan turned to him sharply. “Fix what? My broken marriage? My public humiliation?” “No,” Marcel said, his tone growing firmer. “We can fix him. The guy. The same man in that video — he’s about to flee the country.”

I heard Tania giggle like a maniac in the background. “Ugh. Just make sure you come back home soon; I have to go!” She hung up before I could even respond, and I stared at the screen as if it were some foreign object in my hand. She didn’t say I love you. What has happened to us? “It would be quicker to shoot me than put me through all that again,” Marcello grimaced as he stared at me with disgust written all over his face. A blanket was placed over his lap, and he sat by the window in his chair. He looked older with his sulky face and his get-up; it was almost sad.

her voice was unstable. The courtroom was quiet as usual because Vlad hated noise. Waving his hand at Raina as she stood straight. "What's wrong?" he asked. Raina had no idea how to break the news to Vlad because Marcel is his favorite. Taking a deep breath, she slips her hand into her jacket and takes out her phone. "I have something to show you," Raina said as her hands began to shake. Somehow, she found her confidence as long as she had evidence to show that Marcel was having a conversation with a witch, but Vlad was the one who asked her to keep an eye on Marcel.

It is a video of Mariana being tortured like a criminal. The dread was heavy in his heart when he was watching the video but anger took place immediately the video stopped. His face contorted with rage, making his veins pop out of his forehead. Letting an anguished cry, Marcello threw his phone to the wall, but it did nothing to his rage. Someone took his wife; someone FUCKING took his wife and is torturing her. Oh, that person just signed a death wish. "Alessandro! Come in here!" Marcello yelled at the top of his lungs.

Rose was Jacobs elder sister and she was quite the looker, she was one of Marcel’s first crush ever since he found out that they were not related by blood and he fantasizes about her when he’s in the mood something he’s never told anyone not even Jacob. She just sighed and went passed him, he was staring at her as she entered her room which was opposite his before he moved on. He entered the sitting room that has three single chairs and one long one with a small dining table, there’s also the television facing the chairs he went and turned it on and scrolled through the channels. “Open the doors man-“ “Naaa you silly dude-" “weeeeee are the champions my friend-" Marcel kept changing channels

Marcel was a man who was easily sensitive to his surroundings and Marcel was also quick to recognize Valerie's facial expressions. "You want to watch a movie. I think a lot of new movies are coming out this year, what genre do you like." Valerie raised her head when she saw Marcel who had passed her walking towards the living room which was only a few steps away from the dining table. "I like trailers, horror" Valerie replied to Marcel's words, and walked slowly towards Marcel who seemed to be busy with the TV remote in his right hand. "Ah, we have the same taste, sit down." Marcel patted the floor which was covered with a white fur carpet. Even though there was a soft sofa behind their bodi