Mark Invincible Novelas e Histórias

Mark wiped the blood pouring from his nose, looking at me with pure hatred. "Is it true?" she whispered, looking at me as if I were a stranger. "What he said... is it true?" "Ivy, of course it is," Mark stammered with a bloody lip. "Look into it. He might be the most powerful Alpha in the country, but in business, he’s a demon. He only cares about money and sex." I wanted to strike him again until he couldn't utter another word, but I saw the doubt in Ivy's eyes and knew I had to get her out of there before her wolf finished yielding to the pull of that idiot Richards.

He waved Matthew away with his hand without looking back. “Looks like I won't be having an awkward dinner tonight.” he calmly said, downing the glass of wine at once and left the dining table. The maids immediately came to clear up the table, the food was untouched. Jacob climbed up the stairs, and stared at the opposite room in front of him. His eyes were cold and emotionless. He took off his shirt, a dragon tattoo was etched on his back. The tattoo was very well detailed, it felt alive. He walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the running shower.

Accenting the walls perfectly. Once the man stopped in front of a picture, the girl looked up at it. His face seemed to register in her mind. Though only for a moment. 5 year old Cordovia rummaging through her mothers ‘other’ labeled box. She pulled out a picture of a man holding a little baby. His face was slender and calm looking. His hair was a dark brown color, almost black looking. And his eyes, they were a medium green. And he was quite tall looking in the picture. As she flipped it around, she read ‘Marco Briarwood - age 34; with Cordovia 1 week.’ Her eyes darted to the man standing next to her, she then asked softly and with caution “Dad?” With a smile, he turned to look at her, ligh

he says. “Is there a word you can think of?” He asks. I shake my head. “No…” “If you don’t have a word in mind, you can use my name.” “Viktor?” It’s his turn to shake his head. “My middle name, Markov. Do you think you can remember that?” I nod. “You will use this name only when you’ve reached your limit or if you need a break. Everything can stop with just this word.” Another nod. “Will you hurt me?” I say while lifting my head to meet his eyes.

Mace rolled up his sleeves which caught Eleonna's eyes. "Is that a bullet scar, Mace?" The guy looked up to her and to his right arm that had two bullet scar. He gave her a smile as he walked towards her place, giving her a chance to take a better look at it. "Yes, I got this one year ago." Her eyes widened as she turned to look at him again. "How did you get that?" A sinister smile formed from his lips, "Do you really want to know? You might quit the team if I do."

Stubborn. "Ok, ok. No problem. Send me the data and I will do my best so that I can hear that good news," he sounds excited. "Ok!" I turned the off button. I will get to know everything with Anthony's help. This is going to be fun. He is one of the best investigators or we called him a spy. Just with one click of his fingers, he can find whatever information about anyone and for now, I will utilize his expertise. Ara, just wait ......................................................

According to Malik, Beherit is a storm demon who Rainn and Liam had a kill order on his second in command and brother Apollyon. He said that after they killed him Beherit went crazy and has been plotting his revenge ever since. They knew who he meant immediately, and we have been training hard every day since. Three days ago, we had a visit from Jamison, who is the weapons specialist for the Vindicta. Rainn thought it would be a good idea for me to choose my specialty weapon. He told me to choose wisely and that I would know when I held it.

As Melvin and Marcus came to their senses, they were visibly shaken, staring at him as though they had seen a ghost. "You're surprised, huh?" Marty asked, his tone laced with contempt. "Well, believe it. I'm now a peak transcendent, more than capable of crushing the two of you. And all of this is thanks to Mr. Snow." "That's impossible!" Melvin blurted. Marty scoffed. "There's no such thing as impossible. Mr. Snow's abilities are beyond comprehension. With just a few taps, he opened up my chakras and brought my strength to an entirely new level."

Unfortunately, though, this is not one of those moments. “Apologies, Alpha,” Marko said softly. One look at him can make you turn around and run away. He is an Alpha who is older than me. But after defeating and saving him, he pledged his loyalty to me. His this huge muscular, and a bit hairy guy, but deep inside he’s really a softie. And I know that he just had my back that’s why he reacted the way he did. My number one bodyguard. “No worries,” I said shaking my head, “Let’s just prepare for the tournament and show them who the hell we are.”

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.