Mario X Tari Novels & Stories

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?

I’m wearing white pants, and a black shirt with my sleeves rolled up, my right hand sitting in my pocket as I smoke a cigarette with the other. Everyone annoys me. “Marie,” Carlos says. “Age?” I ask. “Do I need to ask every little fucking thing separately?” “I don’t know her age…” Carlos admits sheepishly. “Marie Yaris Perez, twenty-two years old, dark hair, medium brown eyes, 171cm tall, IT expert in her pack, Level 1 warrior and she’s completed a degree in geography and physics,” Jose says without looking at me. I clench my jaw, as Carlos lowers his and I glare out at the gates, The heat waves rippling in the air.

Mario is focused on his phone, typing on his screen as Adrian stares at him. "How is it going?" Adrian asked. Mario let out a sigh. "Pretty well. Ish." He said without looking at Adrian. "How are you?" Adrian asked. Mario looked at him. Adrian awaited an answer. "Oh, you really want to know?" Mario asked. Adrian didn't respond. "I didn't know you were that concerned about me. You have a girlfriend that makes you very happy," Mario said, smiling. Adrian kept staring at him. "The one you stole from me," Mario said, frowning.

"And so what? She was only a pawn in my game, and she did her duty as my sister by dying in my place." "Tari, how could you?" "Shut it." Tari snapped at her. "You won't call me by that cringe name. My name is Brielle." Adriana shook her head. "I can't believe this." "Well, you better start believing it, because I don't have much time," Tari said and walked over to the rock with its mystical symbols. She took out a small knife and slit her palm, then balled her hand into a fist, squeezing it tight until drops of blood touched the rock.

In stepped Marie Cellini and Paul Cellini, but what made Mario smile even more was his other family behind him. "Melanie! Mark!" He said gleefully, outreaching his arms and hugging them both. "Wow, it's great to see you!" He smiled, looking down at how much they had changed since he last saw them. "Hey little brother," Mark said. He looked behind him and brought up a blonde woman and a small child in a basket she held with her right hand. "This is my wife Taryn and our son, Tyler. Taryn honey, this is my little brother Mario."