Mark's Friend Invincible Novels & Stories

Branded. Take that, Mark

"I won't be able to call for the next twenty days, so, take care and don't miss me much." Sylvester Stallone frowned hearing the voice of his best friend from the other side of the phone. "Past week was the best week of my life." He informed his friend who chuckled and cut the call. Sylvester Stallone stared at the phone screen and put it down. His childhood friend, Mark , was on a vacation somewhere in a far land where internet services were lacking.

"I said, get out!" Dante's voice boomed through the room like thunder. Mark's face went pale, but he stood up, shielding me. "Sir, please calm down. Elara was just injured—" "Her injuries are none of your fucking business." Dante took a step forward, a predator stalking prey. "Who the hell are you?" "I'm her friend." Mark's voice trembled, but he held his ground. "I have a right to be concerned about her."

I said, forcing my tone back to a calm level. Mark stood up immediately, facing me. "You called Louis, my mate, a lunatic. A crazy man. Why? Aren’t you two supposed to be friends?" "Being friends doesn’t stop me from saying the truth," Mark started with a groan. "He will make a spectacular Alpha, there's no doubt about that. But the man does not have a single limit. He will do anything and everything humanly possible to achieve whatever goal he sets his mind to, and he doesn’t care who gets hurt in the process."

Mark came to see him, a disappointed look in his eyes. “What are you doing?” He asked. “I don’t know. Saving my company, I guess.” “Tracy didn’t come with me.” “No, I didn’t think she would. How is she?” “She’s fine. The baby is getting big.” “Good.” “Dude, really. You don’t have to do this.” “I do, though. But thanks. I’ll see you out there.” Mark shook his head and left. His best friend was fading away before his eyes. There was no fire in him anymore. It was only a matter of time until he was completely extinguished.

"And I want to be the most powerful being in the universe, anyone who opposes me will be crushed." Alex shook his head. "We will not let that happen," she said. "We will fight you to the end." Fen smiled. "I look forward to it," he said. John, from the fire nation and the midnight Howler clan leader, noticed In the center of the cave, he saw Mark lying on the ground, lifeless. John's eyes widened in shock and tears fell to his eyes. He couldn't believe that Mark was dead. John rushed to Mark's side and knelt beside him. He checked Mark's pulse, but there was none. Mark was truly gone.

He could feel her presence, warm and grounding even in the cold air. “I can’t,” he finally said, his voice gravelly. “Not when there are whispers of rebellion among my own allies.” Aria stepped closer, her hand gently brushing his back. “You’re not alone in this. We’ll face it together. Like we always have.” He turned then, his blue eyes scanning her face, searching for reassurance. “Do you ever regret it?” he asked quietly. “Being marked by me—your enemy?” Aria didn’t hesitate. “No. Not for a single moment. Because through that mark, I found my truth. And I found you.”

"How is that the same? Kaia is my friend. But this Drake? He's not even from our pack! He knows you have a mate, yet he's still pursuing you. He just wants to get you into bed!" At those words, I raised my hand and slapped him. Hard.