Martinex Marvel Novels & Stories

“That sounds… intense.” “It is,” she said, rocking the pot. “But it’s also why the company is the best. Everyone works hard.” I swallowed. Hard work I could do. I can deal with stress. But working under him… That was something else entirely. Asma glanced at me again, noticing my silence. “I know you’ve heard about him before, even if you don’t admit it.” I froze slightly. “What do you mean?” I asked too quickly. She stiffly lifted an eyebrow. “Alpha Xander Marco. King of Nightmare Pack. Even humans know his name now because of his company.”

The kind of look that made your skin crawl. Great. I hadn’t even been here for 24 hours, and I already had an enemy. “That doesn’t seem like a friendly look,” I muttered, tearing my eyes away. "There are no friends here. No allies, no company," Marvel said, her tone serious. "We exist for one reason—to fight for the Don. Familiarity makes you weak." Her words settled uneasily in my chest. "Stay away from people. Keep your head down. And for no reason should you try to defend yourself or match their energy—"

Dominguez narrowed his eyes at me, brows meeting in the middle, mouthing ‘what the fuck are you talking about? “It seems your cousin didn’t brief Tony and Juaquin well on how we act when pushed to one corner. And they have no idea what kind of beast they brought home.” Dominguez chuckled, butting in. “I’ve spent my entire life studying you, your family, and your every move, Markus Martinelli. In a test about your family, I’m pretty sure I will pass the exam with flying colors.”

Agreement. This was right. This was justice. "Wait for me," Sera whispered, pressing one hand to her chest where the mate bond had once lived, warm and golden and perfect. Now there was just scar tissue and ice. "This won't take long. Six weeks-maybe eight at most. And then..." She didn't finish the sentence. Didn't say what would happen then, after the revenge was complete and Kael Stormridge was destroyed and Marcus was avenged. She didn't know if there would be anything left of her after. Didn't know if she cared.

A tiny blue microphone appeared on the G****e page. She tapped on it and said, "G****e give me details about the Martin Empire and Goldmynes agency in United State of America." And it answered with a beep. G****e showed several articles and series of pictures. Eretia clicked on the first article. "The Martin Empire is one of the most successful company in America. It was founded by Late Mr Benjamin Martin. A successful multibillionaire company that dabbles in several businesses." She read out loudly from the phone.

Martin mumbles, “The rumours about how he ended his mates are too strong and numerous to be completely untrue.” “Every female omega here is skinny, scarred and skittish,” Madeline adds, “Someone should stop him.” “He’s practically untouchable as long as his brother King Truett protects him,” I sigh. “Time for breakfast,” Martin says. We get up and walk to the dining hall. I perk up a bit when I see Maverick sitting at a table. With a radiant smile like I’ve never seen on him before he waves us over to join him. I sit down next to him and he sits wider with his legs so his right leg touches mine. A wave of comfort flows through me.

"Let's make him regret ever crossing us, Just like we did to Carina" ". Martins is the untouchable man in the family"

Tyler clenched his fist as he spoke. "Okay, you will come as my personal assistant too. You're not the only one who wants to have revenge on Emilio Deloitte but we have to act smart" Martin dropped the drugs back on the bucket and walked back to his chair. "What do you mean by, I can come as your personal assistant and I'm not the only one that wants to have revenge on that man?" Tyler looked confused. Martin stared at his face for a while before releasing a sigh. "Have a sit, it's high time I explain something to you" he muttered and Tyler went to take his seat, looking at Martin attentively.

“Are you done for the day? Do you wanna hang out?” “Hang out? Where?” I asked her and noticed three other people had come to a stop a few feet away from us. “The Vixen.” Tanya said with a huge smile and turned back and motioned the others to come join us. I immediately recognized Martin from the group. He wasn’t wearing his chauffer’s uniform this evening and instead had a light blue shirt on that complemented his icy blue eyes and he had paired it with crème coloured pants. His sandy blonde hair was gelled back in style and for the first time, I noticed that he was wearing a diamond stud earring in his left ear. Overall, the man looked dashing enough to give any Incubus a run for his money…

Is he a part of the Mafia or what? How can someone has brutal as this still exist. Jail he should to to jail. Fuck am calling the police. God......look at that body.... The chest which stood like an holy ground where I won't mind offering a prayer, then the v-line on his hips, just like a call of duty. A duty that would make you want to rip off his towel and show what's hidden behind to the world. Right in front of me is Xavier, well not just Xavier, a naked Xavier.