Marius Romanus Novels & Stories

Emily Marchand. Sister Xaveria stood up right now and she cuddled Marius’ head and hair for a while. It was now Mr. Saber Marchand’s turn to squat down in front of Marius. Then he uttered, “Marius… I promise you… Your mom and I will soon adopt Marvelo as well when our economic condition gets better. Okay…?” said Mr. Saber gently and softly. Marius was merely weeping silently. He was seen wiping his tears again and again.

Alpha Leonardo; “What did you say that bastard wanted again from me?” I undid my tie knot. “To have a drink at the club with you. Probably, the two of you will finally sort out your differences,” Liam stated. “I don’t want to sort out any fucking differences. The Marons almost ended my life.” “But Anthony has nothing to do with it. Why punish him over the madness of his Father and brothers?” Liam fixed himself on my couch. Taking off my shirt, “It’s not just about his Father and Brothers. I hate that brait, Anthony, as well. He has always been a thorn in my flesh.” I threw my shirt on the bed.

I looked up to see a lean man with blonde hair and bright eyes raising his hands in surrender. Ricco, Nicco, and Maximo shielded me with their bodies. “Viola, it’s me, Carlo Mancuso!” He yelled loud enough to see him. I finally recognized him when he said his name. “Ricco, let him through. He’s my friend.” My three bodyguards obliged and Carlo walked to me. He was the nephew to Stefano Mancuso, the leader of one of the four mafia families in Italy. He and I were not friends. I’d only uttered those words to ensure Ricco would let him through. I’d gone to boarding school with him when I was in high school—before I transferred to an all-girls boarding school.

I dial Marcus' number, and he answers on the first ring. “Is everything okay?” “Yes Marcus, hold on, let me conference the call, we don't have much time, so I figured we are talking right about now” “Okay,” I conference the call with Caleb and dial Mason's number. He answers immediately, “Was sup beautiful?” Roman clenched his jaw and looked away “Mason hey, I'm conferencing the call, there's a change of plan” “Uhm okay”

Fighting to keep my composure and prevent my bursting laughter at the comedic sight, I glance back up to the face of Braxius. "What is your name?" The voice of Braxius washes over me, making me relax into his body. "Jessa," my mind is already made up that this man is Braxius. I study my husband's twin, noting that he is wearing a white toga with a red sash draped over his left shoulder. Remembering my Roman History class elective from college, the sash means that he is a member of the Roman Senate and a high ranking official. "My lord, Brixtius," the clown is trying to intercede. "We have more suitable girls for you to examine. Please pay no mind on this lazy whore. She will be dealt with at

the man said, holding a test tube filled with glowing blue liquid—the catalyst they needed. "Who are you?!" Mavric challenged, his gun already aimed directly at the man’s head. The man smiled faintly, a smile identical to the one Liora wore when plotting a strategy. "I am the twin brother of Maria Valerius, whom the world assumed died in that explosion.” My name is Marcus Valerius. And if you want your wife to live, you must hand over full authority of the Thorne Group to me right now. Mavric was trapped between the love of his life, who was dying, and the pride of the dynasty he had built with his own blood.

****NEXT DAY**** Aurelio and Sin were sitting as they listened to Godfather Marcelo, briefing Aurelio about Salvatore Romana's mission. He placed a picture of a middle-aged Italian man on the table, "Salvatore Romana, powerful, wealthy, and has connections. He isn't known for his wealth but for the connections he has around the whole world. Try to get in his good books, Aurelio. Don't go around acting all bossy. Get him to be on our side, and we will be unstoppable," Godfather Marcelo said, his eyes on Aurelio trying to read his face. "Why is it called Salvatore Romana's mission since it involves one person?" Aurelio asked, his eyes at the picture, studying the man.

Louis smirked then stare towards Isabey. "Alpha Marcus. I am Louis Brat the King of Rogues. I wanted to meet you very desperately." Louis said a killer smile mastered on his handsome face. Marcus growled loudly. Magnus was trying to come out but due to the silver arrow in his body. The wolf was unable to take control. Marcus was feeling the pain of burning as routes burned the houses with people inside them, he was also feeling the pain of his pack members dying...

Lucas went to Domus Malum and searched for his clients’ application. He knew his Father will come at the weak ones, just like what he did to Mrs. Hathaway, but he was also torn thinking that his Father might come at those evil-spirited and use them against him or to other people.