Mark X William Invincible Novels & Stories

gomez and stared at my hands pressing Mark’s chest, when his fists began to hit Tom. “¿Ya no te sientes muy macho, pendejo? ¿Te gusta hacer sufrir a las mujeres?” I heard him say in Spanish between blows “You’ll see what it's like to be a macho, when I take you to the Hacienda...” I shuddered with terror when I heard his muffled moans, so I met Mark's eyes, seeing his limp, pale face, and although his chest rose and fell, he was completely still.

He was furious when he heard the news, but now that he had seen the damage with his own two eyes, he had gone completely berserk! It made sense. Zayn’s kick was powerful, and the rock that was sent flying into William’s back was as big as a fist. The trauma was akin to a gunshot! William was lucky to have not died then and there. As he had just been operated on, William was currently wrapped up like a mummy. His pulse was weak, like a flickering candle in the wind—it could blow out at any moment. He was unable to move, but one thing was for certain, his grudge-filled eyes were terrifying. He morphed his face into an expression so menacing that it could make a child cry.

Will said with low voice “It’s your call! I always ready,” “Alright! I’ll give you a week, give me a good plan!” William told him and he got up, about to leave “One thing! This time I want him dead! Not coma and shit like before……” The man smiled and said, “Okay!” William took a sip on his coffee, then smiled, ‘Martin Clark, you destroyed my family, I’ll do the same….’

"You see, Fumiya is the best in terms of fighting among us. He's fast, strategic, and undeniably strong." Eleonna's eyes widened when Shaun kicked the table beside them. Why is there a table inside the ring in the first place? In just a split seconds, he was already free from his grip. Fumiya groaned as he felt a pang of pain from his arm. When he looked at Shaun, he was already holding a card with blood on its edge. "But everyone has weakness too. Fumiya might be good in terms of fighting, but Shaun is dangerous when he gets ahold of anything, and by anything it includes the safest things that you can imagine." Celeste finished.

I hated vampires with every fiber of my being and each one of them will pay for what they did to my family. I'll erase all of them from existence. The man was wearing a silver mask over his face. It wasn't human skin I could tell that much but it looked like it. It would definitely be useful for a hunter or something. He moved quickly and tried to grab at my throat but I swatted him away easily. Axel got back on feet growling at him. His eyes turned red for a second and the man disappeared in smoke. He reappeared behind Axel, nipping his right hind leg causing him to collapse.

Faelon waved to him and then turned to Sophia. "Vincent drew symbols on the walls of our apartment. That's what they were for…binding me to his dad?" She asked curiously as she looked up at Faelon. He swallowed uncomfortably and nodded. "You are the puzzle piece Randall Mathis needs to rule the entire world's demons. With your soul, he will become unstoppable even for the devil. Atlas and I must keep you alive at all costs," he told her pertinently. Atlas came into the room with them and stretched as he yawned.

AJ… The fucker branded her. It was red and raw and looked like it was going to become infected but the AJ was so prominent… It was a scar she was to wear for the rest of her life. He made it so the world now understood that she was his… Sick fucker that he was… She would forever remember AJ now… Not that he was easy to forget. Lillianna did not see AJ again until later that night. The men had left and it was only the ladies. “So you are like a cow… They mark cows right?” Sally was being a complete bitch to her. Marla and Britney laughed. Lillianna for the life of her could not understand how anybody could be so cruel.

His body as if remembering what had happened, stiffened delectably at the memory. “Also intrigued by him?”. Ilias, his beta asked, mirth evident in his tone. Faiz knew who he was referring to. “I knew he would be the best among them”. Ilias continued. He had many warriors, but had never seen such face before. One who could act brazenly only made him more intrigued. Faiz didn’t know when he asked about his identity, until Ilias’ response. “Iver Kyronne. One of the clan members, from a family filled with Omega’s. He is also here for the position”. Faiz’s head whipped in shock at his explanation.

“Like someone I used to know.” I ignored that. “What do you mean you know how to help your brother?” I asked. The General stopped beside Lord Marco. “The reason he is getting weaker,” he said, “is because I am getting stronger.” “The impact of the explosion hit me, not him,” he continued. “So if you want him to regain consciousness, you must give me what he once gave me. The thing that weakened my body.” He looked up at me. “If I weaken again,” he said, “he will at least wake.”

The smell of smoke and the tinny, iron scent of blood hit her nose with the force of a fist. In the centre of the circle were three kneeling figures. Her father, his Beta James and the combat trainer, Eric. All of them looked beaten. Her fathers shirt was torn and soiled, his hair was matted to his forehead with blood, he looked a thousand years old. Beta James was so covered in bruises he was nothing but a swollen, purple pile of flesh. She couldn't see Eric properly, he was leaning so far forward she only recognised him from the flame tattoo on the back of his neck, his chest was heaving, like he couldn't breathe.