Mark X William Invincible Mga Nobela at Kwento

he said sarcastically as he took his drink to his mouth again. " Who says nothing happened? " You said it yourself. Did it or didn't it? Marcos had two weaknesses: The first was women and the second was his curiosity. He was not a gossipmonger, but he liked to keep himself informed because having information meant having power. "She kissed me. - He took his drink to his mouth. " So that's something," he insinuated. " It might have been if she hadn't called me Elijah," he said, with a certain frustration in his words.

I didn't tell him that I didn't believe that was the problem, but honestly, I didn't believe it. "Who was the freakazoid?" I asked seriously, changing the subject. William sat down on the chair in the room. "His name is Marcov, he is a vampire cross wizard. He is a Russian hit man. But you take a risk in hiring him. He is ruthless, and there is normally casualties or collateral damage, but he always gets his target. He has a power not to be messed with. He is brutal and likes playing with his victims. He runs through partners like it is nobody's business, but even knowing this, females and males fall head over heals for him." He paused and cleared his throat.

William roars in pain, his claws striking out in retaliation, but Selena is faster, stronger, more relentless. Chloe, Valentine, Maria, Seraphina, Percy, and Demika seize the opportunity. They converge on William, their combined efforts a symphony of vengeance and fury. Chloe and Valentine attack his flanks, their strikes precise and devastating. Maria and Seraphina tear through his remaining lieutenants, clearing the way for Selena. Percy hurls silver-tipped stakes with deadly accuracy, each one finding its mark.

Even if he was a stranger to them, he felt a soul-deep obligation to protect them. "Finish him. Make sure he stays down!" Martin said in a low, cold voice. His men nodded. William tried to fight back, though his body was swaying. A few of his punches still landed, but his focus was fading. The agony and his gnawing worry for Serena and the kids were a heavy distraction. He failed to block a powerful kick to his knee, sending him crashing to the ground, unable to find his footing. "This is what happens when you test our boss's patience!"

Two of them were cadets. Not only that William, Vasily, and Andonis took Mark to the infirmary, but they were the ones to save his life from the vampires that wanted to kill him. William and Valisy were injured during the rescue but nothing serious. I thanked them for saving Mark. I call the Enforcers back. I don’t want to risk another attack without them here. All this time, Vladimir never leaves my side. I am grateful for all his support. I think I would have gone crazy without my gentle mate.

Between his age, abilities, and being a Vampire Markous could heal just about any injury that didn't consist of lost limbs instantly. "Shi-!" Christopher began right as Markous chose to retaliate. "DIE!" Markous roared swinging his sword with all the strength he could muster. CLANG! The shrieking of steel clashing against one another resonated throughout the hall, the force of the strike sent a sharp jolt of pain through Markous's arm. !!!

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

It disintegrated. A wave of force blasted into me, hurling my body backwards but I held my ground. My markings flared instantly, absorbing the shock of his magic as my body shifted in defense. The air inside the room was thick and red, burning with furious heat, yet silent in a way that unsettled my bones. I stepped in slowly. And there he was. William.

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.