Marco The Phoenix Novels & Stories

Marco smiled and said, "That's my girl. Now, call your aunt because we need to perform a locator spell, but first, I must see Zion to understand what exactly occurred." Marco reached the location where Zion and his mother were spending the weekend. Approaching the room, he hesitated, debating whether to knock, wary of a potential setup. As he contemplated returning to his car to mind-link Zion, Zion emerged, clearing his throat. Marco chuckled, "I was just about to mind-link you. Do you grasp the peril of this mission? If it's a trap, we might not make it out alive." Zion offered a reassuring smile, acknowledging Marco's apprehension, and welcomed him inside.

Marco says, lips curling into a knowing smirk. I don’t rise to it. There are bigger problems. The Golden Phoenix is getting sloppy and loud. I tried diplomacy. I tried deals. I tried patience. None of it worked. “Tell Rocco to hit their warehouses at the Dockside,” I say. “I want everything burned.” Marco’s face drains of color. His jaw drops. “All of it?” “Did I hesitate?” “That’s at least half a million in blow.”

I’m praying someone here is more loyal to my dad than Marco as I do the only thing I can. I scream. --------- YUSEF My hands grip the stone tight as I pull myself up, and then I hear the sound that tears my heart into pieces. It’s Phoenix, and she’s in danger. Using all my strength, I climb the rest of the rocks quickly and leap over the railing and onto her bedroom balcony. I’ve made it through security undetected and now I’m here to sneak her out. It looks like there’s going to be some bodies along the way, but I don’t have a problem with that.

“I came to make sure no one here gets ideas. Damien dying was unfortunate. But he played with fire. You know that. I know that. You don’t have to pretend otherwise.” One of the old guys shifted like he wanted to say something. I looked at him, then back at the kid. “You’ve got whispers floating through this room. Marco’s name coming up too much. Like maybe he’s still got something. Let me tell you something clear. He’s got nothing.” I stepped forward. “He’s got no wife. No soldiers worth their guns. No power. He’s scrambling like a corner rat, and all he’s gonna do is bleed.” The kid crossed his arms, trying to look firm. “We’ve lost a lot.”

"Wow, that's huge. It's worth it though." Why do I feel like Marco did. Although his expression isn't giving away anything suspicious. "Marco?" "Yes?" "What name did you buy in?" "Ermm.. What did you say?" "What name did you use to place your order." "What do you need the information for? It's not even useful." "Are you Hunter Mark?" "I'm Marco Lorenzo, last I checked." He says smiling. "I'm being dead serious." "Yes, I am." "Fifty bloom bottles? Really?"

sabi ni Marco habang itinataas ang kanyang plasma blade para sa huling saksak. ​Ngunit sa huling segundo, ngumiti si Xander. "Nakalimutan mo na ba, Marco? Ang Wolf ay hindi kailanman lumalaban nang mag-isa." ​Mula sa itaas, isang dambuhalang anino ang lumitaw. Ang Black Phoenix na minamaniobra ni Skye ay nagpakawala ng isang Precision Ion Blast. Hindi ito nakatutok kay Marco, kundi sa mismong bahagi ng tulay kung nasaan sila.

He would pay off the debt only because of the club but it was very important for him to keep going in Marco 's good books . Marco was the second one in line to the right hand of Arsenio, step brother of Italian capo the world famous Phoenix group. The group is famous for all illegal work in the south east, middle east, north west of Asia and Europe. Brothels, drug dealing, contract killing, Arm dealings there was no illegal work left from this group. This was the most barbaric and inhuman group. No one could escape back out from this world . The soldiers of this group were deadly beasts. They eat human flesh and drink their blood. No one can escape from their clutches .

She chuckled softly, “You’re stronger than you think, Nyra. A phoenix doesn’t need to be taught how to burn” A phoenix? She didn’t answer me anymore as the grand halls were opened. The grand ceremonial hall was packed with all high profiled people from all over the region. From council elders to pack nobles and allies representatives. Every important set of eyes in Blood Moon territory and packs under us was present. Perfect for a showdown but still I had no idea of what to do. Slow entrance music began playing as we took steps towards where the devil himself stood. Heads turned and gasps followed suit.

**DANTE** Marco was waiting in my apartment when I got back from Sofia's casino. He sat in my chair, drinking my whiskey, looking like he was deciding whether to kill me or just break a few bones. "You put your hands on a Santoro at a peace talk." He said it quietly. That's how I knew he was furious. Marco only got quiet when he was ready to do violence. "I saw the ring." "I don't care if you saw God himself. You don't sabotage years of planning because you can't control yourself." He stood up. "I should cut you loose right now."

Her scent grows stronger, so does the pain. How did she get this deep?. She is a human girl with a frail body that bruises from a careless shove. She should not have been able to walk this far without the first claiming her. A loud crash echoes ahead. Something is fighting, I sprint faster. Jaxon appears through the shadows as a blur of dark fur and flashing teeth. He is fighting something I cannot fully see. The shadows tear like cloth around him. Beside him something huge rises, its wings spread wide, Scales glint faintly.