Mario Vs Crash Novels & Stories

she says and kisses the bridge of my nose. "So what happened to Mario ?" "He is in a coma," I grimly say and she nods her head. "Comma, shit that's bad. I hope he'll be alright pretty soon," she says and tries to reassure me. "It's fine I guess, atleast he's not well you know- "Dead, yeah I get it. He'll be fine, don't worry. He's made of thick skin," she says and hugs me. I arch an eyebrow at her 'he's made of thick skin' response and get reminded when Marco said something about her.

She was not supposed to know any of this because I knew if she did she would try to dig further and that could cause more harm if the Italian guys found out someone was sniffing around. “Fuck!” I slammed my fist on the side of the sink out of frustration. Hunter’s stupid move may have put her in more danger than necessary. What I had done so far in order to protect her would be pointless now. “Woah, I have let my place be your crashpad and now you’re breaking my stuff?” Turning around, I watched Mario standing six feet tall, arms folded and brows raised. “I’m sorry, man.” “Yeah, as long as you stop doing it.” Mario, being the swell guy that he was, smirked then leaned and opened the fridge t

Mario, the leader of the Italian gang snarled. If only Mario was there, they'd put up a fight. "You know I'm a devil?" Jericho laughed and licked his lips the second time again. "Why are you hiding?" "I'm not, okay!? You're a bastard and you should know that!" "Hey! You better watch your mouth or I shut it for you. Get that!?" Jericho fired. He was so angry with the statement Mario used. If only he was there with him too. He'd punch him in the face till blood comes out of his face.

Mario kissed hard on my neck, leaving a hickey. I couldn’t answer from the pain, and his grip became harder. I wasn’t really sure if he was asking or simply mocking me. Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Reminding me to answer right away. I felt my cheeks burning as I spoke. “Mario, I didn’t take you for a person who would be such a sentimental loser”-my face clearly states that this was a joke in an attempt to suppress my fear of what was to come. Another hard punch on my tummy. I feel acid is coming out of my mouth! And I coughed hard! My body is slammed and crouching on the floor. I could briefly breathe from the pain.

“This has more comments than the original collision video did.” “That seems like an exaggeration.” “It’s genuinely not. People are losing their minds. Someone made a whole timeline graphic tracking your entire, and I quote, enemies to something else arc.” She turned her phone around to show me an actual infographic, complete with screenshots dating back to the original collision, our various public arguments, the prank war, all of it charted out like some kind of relationship documentary campus had apparently been compiling without my knowledge the entire time. “This is deeply unsettling.” “This is deeply iconic, actually, and you should be honored.” She grinned, delighted by the whole spect

Fvcking clowns! "Mario Karts... I want him dead in less than an hour" I instructed Matteo and hung the call.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Misty, who could not keep her eyes of me. Was Marvin friendly because he wanted to be, or was he doing it to make her jealous? “It’s so good to see you, uncle Tiago!“ Cisco cheered. All eyes moved to Tiago as he sunk in his chair and patted his stomach. “Is anyone else full, or is it just me?” “Just you,” Victor smirked. Was he the person Tiago made out to be the main villain? Mario was too busy with his phone to interact with anyone—which I didn’t mind at all. I watched as the man typed away while Tiago pulled a disgusted face. Was Mario the person Tiago made out to be the main villain?

Seeing the reaction of two Wolves in front of him, alpha Mario was angry, it seems he called all the guards to come to his room and face Marco and Sandro. There were only two guards who came and attacked the intruder in the form of two wolves, two guards who immediately attacked from behind and were easily defeated by Alpha Marco and Sandro. Meanwhile, Mario watched lazily, when he found out that the guard had lost in one bite ... he cursed very loudly. "What do you want! Cowards! Attacking in the middle of the night! Fight me! One by one!" He ordered by spitting at his two opponents. Marco was about to move forward, but Sandro was faster. He took two steps forward with a standby gesture.

“Let Uncle go! You bad woman! I’m going to call the police and have you arrested!” Watching the three of them turn red in the face, I only found it amusing. I released my grip and, with one kick, sent Mario flying three meters away. He slammed into the wall and coughed up a mouthful of blood, looking in a sorry state. He glared at me with venom in his eyes, yet because Vicenzo had given no order, he did not dare move again. “Get out.” I said only one word. Mario scrambled to his feet and bolted for the door. However, before leaving, he spat out a vicious threat.

What Mario asked her to do was impossible. Crash Henry’s company of all things? He had already admitted to his wrongdoings and even apologized, doing what Mario suggests would be beyond heartless of her. "I can't..." Zoe tried to muster up courage. "I can't do that. I settled things with him. There is no need for that." "I am not asking you to do it for yourself," Mario said. "I am asking you to do it for me." Zoe could not understand why he was being this way. It was not like he held a grudge towards Henry or anything. She used to hold a grudge and she was finally letting it go. Mario’s demands were questionable.