Mario If He Real Novels & Stories

Mario hummed, feeling unconcerned as he slumped into a couch and poured himself some brandy. My mind reeled as to what Mario said reechoed in my head. A brother with the same mark? Could it be that Mario has a brother? A twin? I shook my head in disbelief. If his brother knew about him then he would have come for him a long time ago. Perhaps, it was a misunderstanding. “Did you find anything?” Mario’s soft voice slipped into my mind. I cranked my head in his direction and shook my head negatively. “I couldn’t find anything.”

I was playing with jigsaw puzzles with my daughter, and we were having fun. “Dani, Cicio is here.” Mario kissed me on my head, and said, “Said he wanted to meet you before he left.” “None of my business.” I kissed him back on his face. “He looked very sad.”Mario pointed at the window. I stood up and walked towards the window to see. Cicio looked like a skeleton. He’s not that handsome young man anymore, he was a ghost who was already dead inside. I pulled the curtain down. “My, you cruel, cruel Donna.” Mario looked at me.

"God! What am I going to do? " Nick wept extremely. 'Don't worry dear. I'll find a way to get you out of here. ' Mr. Edrek Mattias comforted Nick in his mind. "I'm not going back! I am going to destroy him! Mario won't get away! Instead, please, find a way to get me to where that stupid Mario is. " Nick pleaded. "I'm right here silly! " Mario spoke. Nick quickly looked behind and before he could say a word, he collapsed.

Seeing me frozen, Wilson steps in. “It is time that you learn the truth,” he declares. “Mario is the leader of the rogue faction on this island. He commands every rogue werewolf in Kaelara and this house, your old house, has been their hideout ever since your mother sold it five years ago.” “That is impossible!” I shout. “Mario is not a werewolf. He is human!” Wilson shakes his head and lazily looks at me. “Right. And he is wearing red contact lenses to prank you,” he says flatly. “Look at his eyes, Tabitha. Look at the shape of his teeth and the claws pushing from his fingers. What does that look like to you?”

" Do you think this is funny Maurvi? Let me tell you, I am very serious. So don't play games. " " I am not playing games, I am playing safe. Please step back and go on the other side of the table. "

But those dark orbs are cold and empty, giving nothing away. I have no way of knowing if he’s lying or telling the truth. I turn to Mario, my eyes blurry with disbelief. “Is this true, Mario?” He shakes his head, his eyes shining with sincerity. “Please believe me, Miss. I would never do something like that. Please…” “Are you calling me a liar?” Bhyron growls. I hold Mario’s stare for a long moment… until I get my answer. Then I give him a pat on the shoulder and turn to Bhyron. My anger is back in full force.

That's Mario's voice. "Don't fucking come here to make any trouble." I said to him without looking at him. "I am not. I promise, I am not." He vowed. "Coffee?" Lev asked. "Shut the fuck up!" I almost yelled. "Shut up!" Mario said to him. "She is going to be fine. She is a strong and agile woman. She will survive it." Mario consoled me and I almost looked at him. Is he high? He is talking to me, not any other person.

Bianca merely chuckled, still absentminded, "Louis O' Cornell...that motherfucker..." Jack forcefully tapped her on her shoulder. "Look, I am not kidding. Mario is capable of anything once he's pushed to the wall. He left home years ago, and has refused to return because of a disagreement. You should give him what he wants if you love yourself enough." He sighed, and added, "And how did you even get yourself into this mess?"

I say with a cheeky smile, “nice to meet you name’s Evan.” Mario is fucking huge despite the fact that he’s wearing a suite I can still see the muscles bulging underneath. I consider myself pretty fit but in front of this guy I might as well be a fucking needle. I refuse to believe that he’s not taking steroids or something either that or his father is Zeus.