Mark X William Invincible Novels & Stories

We broke apart instantly. I ran with Mia back to the gate. What we saw on the other side stopped every heartbeat in my chest. It wasn’t just a scout. It was an entire hunting party. Half-dead. Covered in blood. And tied to a post behind them— Was Marcus. Barely conscious. Carved into his chest was the symbol of the hidden clan Varin had spoken of. And burned into the post above him: "One blood must fall.”

His jaw tightened as if contemplating something dangerous. "The Moonmark," he said finally. "It’s real. And you’re the key." Sena felt a chill run down her spine, but it wasn’t from fear—it was from something deeper, something more instinctual. The Moonmark. She had heard the legends, of course, the stories passed down through whispers in the dark. The mark of the Goddess, the symbol of power, of leadership. But she had always thought it was just a myth. An old tale told to keep the Mute Wolves in line, to remind them of their place.

It was the only part of him untouched by Clement's blood, but it was covered with countless scars, marks from bullets, werewolf claws, knives, and every kind of weapon imaginable. I had never seen them before, not even five years ago, when he marked me. The sight stirred at something in my heart. I quickly pushed the unwanted feeling aside. Feeling pity, feeling anything at all for the enemy is just preposterous. We reached the front of the packhouse; he pushed the door open and stepped inside. I followed too behind him, probably waiting for his orders. After a few strides, he suddenly stopped. “You said something last night.” Andre's cold voice cut through the hall, sending a chill down my

But at the moment, I’d much rather be involved with bringing down a werewolf-run drug running operation instead of a vampire-inflicted human homicide bordering pack lands. “Detective Fergeson, it’s nice to meet you. I’m sorry it has to be under these conditions.” I say, turning to shake his hand. “I’m Alpha Scarlett, the Alpha of the Crimson Snow Pack and these,” I point to Bree and Dax, “these are my Gamma and Lead Warrior, Bree and Dax.” Motioning to the others, I tell him, “this is Blake, Serafina, Theo and Conan, four more of my warriors. And this is Tasha and Channing, two of my trackers. Channing is the one who found the deceased.” I hear someone clearing their throat near me. “Oh, for

“Maybe I should go after your so-called girlfriend. It will reduce such abomination in this world.” “You think strength is beating someone with so many men?” I cough violently. “That’s not power. That’s insecurity.” My words make him pause. When one of the men suggests killing me, Mark refuses, intrigued by my resilience and hinting that I might be useful. He tosses his card at me. “I like the way you fight. That’s my card. Hit me up and we’ll catch up.” He laughs weirdly.

William was a Rank 3 Evolved One! If even a Rank 3 Evolved One could not resist a blow like that, it was hard to imagine how appalling it really was. Perhaps appalling was an understatement. Lucas was a total and complete demon. "Are all Grade SSS Gene Martial Artists that terrifying?" a student asked, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead. "Grade SSS?" Puzzled, some of the students quickly turned to look at the student who had just spoken. "The guy who defeated Mr. William in a single blow is a Grade SSS Gene Martial Artist. Didn't you see the golden aura he emitted?"

The enemy launched another strike, this time intending to pierce William’s throat with its sharp claws, but the latter slid and kicked hard on the opponent’s stomach, causing it to gush upwards as far as it could. Willian refuses to leave his position even if his opponent is about to fall. He raised his gaze to it and drove his nails into the opponent’s neck, killing him instantly. He yanked out his claws and hurled the red-eyed werewolf’s lifeless body towards the other foes. The two surviving opponents exchanged glances as though speaking, and soon after, both of them advanced at the same time. When William learned the two were planning to attack him together at the same time, he backed aw

Unable to move quickly enough, it connected with my jaw causing me to fall to the ground with a loud thud. Groaning in pain, I felt my head spin. His hit was not of normal strength. He was tapping into his dragon but even then it seemed to have more strength behind it, and if I didn't end this soon he would. Jumping on top of me, Markus swung his fist once more. Shouts and protests were heard to my side, as William tried to get to his feet. Turning my head, I watched as William tried to crawl his way towards me. Blood dripped from his lip, his once-white shirt was covered in his blood. My heart tore at the sight of him like that.

“Someone else is breaching the compound.” Darwin’s face hardened. “Who?” Before Marcus could respond, the answer walked through the smoke. William Newton. --- Enemies or Allies? Flanked by a squad of heavily armed men, William strode into the chaos as if he owned the place. His crisp suit was replaced with tactical gear, his usual arrogance sharp as ever. “Well, well,” William mused, surveying the destruction. “Looks like I wasn’t the only one who thought today was a good day for a fight.”

hissed Mark stared at James, ignoring William, who is currently in pain. "James! Didn't you know for yourself that I treated Elliona like a queen? But... But THIS ASSHOLE WITH ALL HIS CUNNING WIT TRAPPED AND TOYED WITH MY SISTER" him snapS again- again by pointing at William who is still lying on the hospital floor. "I don't care if I kill this fucking man" hisses Mark and prepares to beat William back. "BROTHER" Elliona shouts with all her power, she is helped to walk by Kyla.