Marcus Lopez Deadly Class Novels & Stories

Wanting to see to the extent that the girl's eyes could endure the temptation of showing her darrel's grave, although Bella would never have been able to meet him even if only by a mountain of dirt. Yes, Marco was indeed a ruthless man with no compassion at all. It is evident with the body of an AD darrel that vanished even without a trace from the earth, after obliterating the darrel. Marco told pablo to take the man's body to his pets, he innoculously told pablo to throw the bloody corpse into the pit where the lions were waiting for their rations.

Marco's Pov After I shot Alejandro, I ran back because I had already lost a lot of blood and standing there as an idiot would just get me killed, nothing else. I wasn't just going to die like that. If I'm going to die, it better be epic like the death that El Macho has in Despicable me 2. Probably not that epic too, riding on a shark, strapped dynamite, jumping into an active volcano great but somewhere along the same line hopefully.

Luca held Grace. Derek held Hope. Derek Jr. slept. We were a family. The four of us. And the children. The painting watched. The doorbell rang. Luca answered. A man stood there. Tall. Dark hair. No scar. He said his name was Marcus. But Marcus was dead. He smiled. He said he was the real Marcus. The one who had died was his twin. He said he had come to take what was his. Hope. He pulled out a knife.

Liora said, sliding into the car. Mavric laughed and pulled her into a sudden, firm embrace. "You're amazing," he whispered against her hair. "You didn't just find a mine. You broke the most powerful cartel in the industry." Liora leaned against him, her adrenaline finally starting to cool. "It’s just the beginning, Mavric." "Marcus is going to be desperate now. And a desperate man is a dangerous man." "He’s already reaching out to 'The Big Bad'," Mavric noted, his voice turning serious.

“This is war.” Marco nodded. “Victor made enemies in places you can’t imagine. And now that Sophia’s trying to clean up, they’re tying loose ends. Starting with me.” “And us,” I whispered. A knock echoed sharply at the door. All three of us froze. Marco’s eyes met mine. “We need to move. Now.” Dominic didn’t wait. He grabbed a duffel from behind the couch and tossed Marco a weapon from the hidden compartment beneath the stairs. “You good with a gun?”

"Leo suffered terrible abuse from his father. All in the name of 'training' to be a proper Mafia heir. Ricardo Moretti believed love was weakness, that emotions made you vulnerable. So he beat those things out of his son, year after year, until Leo learned to hide everything he felt behind ice and arrogance." My chest tightened painfully. "One night, when Leo was barely sixteen, Ricardo pushed him too far. Drove him to the edge of madness with his cruelty. And then he handed Leo a gun." Maria's hands trembled slightly. "He told Leo to kill his mother. He said she was making him weak and useless, that a true Moretti would delete anything resembling love from his heart." "Oh my God," I whisper

The Riverbank underworld and cops were on the hunt for Luis. More infuriatingly, Luis was too dumb to make a run for it. Instead, he went to Bronze Sparrow to seek Zoro’s help. It was not a normal civilian who died. Joel belonged to the Viper’s Den. Luis was out of his mind. Livid, Zoro whipped his hand and knocked Luis off his kneeling position.

"What the hell happened? Where is the squad?" "They hit us with a big truck, boss," Marcus wheezed. "We fought hard. But... Leo is dead. They shot him in the head. Most of the squad is gone. It is just me and Teresa left. We are hurt bad." Vito gripped the phone tightly, his eyes turning cold. "And the EMP?" There was a long pause. "They got it," Marcus said quietly. "It's gone." Vito slowly lowered the phone. The line went dead.