Novelas y relatos de Mario Boo Characters

Leo ends the phone. Mario groans and moves his body away from my car. "I hate you, Leonardo Alfonsi!" Mario exclaims before leaving. Leo's not only the member of that doomed clan but also the leader?

********** Meanwhile back home at the St Ann hospital… Beep beep beep… The sound of the life support machine continues to feel up commander Mario's room. Suddenly Mario opens up his eyes like the undertaker who had just seen a ghost. The machine lets out an annoying squeak sound till Mario ripped out the cables connected to him. Then it stopped, and he sat up like nothing ever happened to him. "I need to get to Panama." Commander Mario exclaimed with his veins popping out in anger

He gave the red rose to Adira and she accepted it with whole heart, since the little boy is so lovely. “Mario asked me to give it to you,” the boy informed before he suddenly ran away, since he finished his job. “Mario?” Adira murmured. “Who is Mario?” Adira lifted her gaze. As soon as she did, she saw a mascot looking at her. It is Mario from Super Mario game. “Oh? It’s really Mario,” Adira said with a laugh. Feeling delighted at the gift she received, Adira walked closer to the mascot who was still staring at her.

Tyler "Well, we've done as you asked. What more do you want?" Mario, the surly butthead, asked, his voice dripping with skepticism. He should have shown that skepticism when I first tasked them with wrecking his nephew's home and possibly scaring off his girlfriend. However, neither of these two filthy, greedy, and super annoying individuals bothered to ask a single question about it.

"Not a powerful character, this person is a university security guard, but he has some real skills under his hands, and seems to understand a bit of Yin and Yang magic, look at me. This bodyguard was actually a retired special forces soldier. His arm was broken by that security guard's punch. Allen was really helpless, so he asked for the Waldo Roy Wizard." Waldo Roy Wizard raised his head and glanced at Big Bear, who was as strong as a buffalo, his face changed slightly, and he spoke in a deep voice. "To be able to break that brother's arm with one punch. This method is at least at the top level of the domestic martial arts level. It seems that he is indeed not a simple character."

Mario was speechless with his eyes wide with fear. “Did I?” Hugo yelled again. Mario shook his head. “You dare put your hands on him!” Hugo shouted again and shoved his knee into Mario’s stomach. This time he was down for good. He lay there squirming on the ground as his men looked at him from a distance. The cartel boss went down on his knees and threw a barrage of hooks and every single one of the punches landed on Mario’s face. Mario was incapacitated. Hugo walked away from the downed thug and towards Mario’s men. The men fought the urge to make a run for it.

"What's happening?" It took several seconds before Mario's distorted voice came through. "SIGNÒRE!" His voice was high and unsteady. "WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!" The line disconnected for a moment as static interrupted it. "BY WHO?" Antonio roared impatiently. "...asking of you!" Mario's voice kept glitching. "He said he'll blow up the place if you don't show up!" "WHO?" Antonio asked again. "Leonardo!" Mario yelled just as the sound of a loud gunshot blasted through the speakers.

Where did his excitement go? We took the bus to the mall. I didn't know why I suddenly feel thrilled while Kyros is bored out of his wits. Upon arriving at the mall, we went to the nearest shop that I saw. There are a lot of products that I don't know if suitable for a boy. "So what does Sanjo likes?" I began asking Kyros because that's the sole reason I asked him to come with me. To give me ideas. "He likes that character." Kyros reluctantly pointed to the stuffed toys. When I went closer, I saw that he was pointing to a chibi Mario. So Sanjo loves Mario?

We all watched as he walked away from the pool area and back into the house through the patio doors until he was out of sight before they turned to me. “I repeat, who was that?” May ask. “My, My, he looks so edible, mind linking me up?” Shayna asks “Ewll, no, I won’t be doing that.” “Sourpuss.” She says, pouting her lips dramatically turning to the patio doors for a split second. “That’s Mario, He works as a chef here, let me tell you, his food is to die for, so many amazing dishes.” “I am sure his food is not the only thing I can die for, what a fine specimen. Did it just get hot out here?” She asked fanning herself with her hand dramatically

I padded toward the living room, eager to thank Alexandro properly for his protection, but stopped short at the sound of laughter. Mario goofed off on our sofa like he owned the place, which, given his relationship with Alexandro, he basically did. He had traded his usual sharp suits for simple perfection….a white t-shirt that showcased his lean muscle and gray sweatpants that somehow looked designer. His sandy hair fell in artfully tousled waves, and those striking blue eyes sparkled with amusement as he defeated whatever game he was playing. The rose tattoo on his left arm was fully visible, bold and beautiful against his tanned skin.