Marvel Marauders Novels & Stories

Hades never expected there would be someone so gorgeous! Meanwhile, Marsh was ecstatic as he watched everything happen from the side. He was especially overjoyed when he saw Michael beaten up and Ronald's hand being chopped off. He thought the two men deserved it for trying to steal the spotlight when he was the one who paid for everything. Marsh was extremely impressed by Lynara at that moment. He previously thought the latter only had a few men from the cybercafe. He never expected there would be so many fearsome men. Hades was the most outstanding among the gangsters for being able to chop off someone's hand without a second thought.

All the power of a storm, bottled up and caged. If their brothers hadn’t locked them away in this mansion, if they’d ever been allowed to train, to stretch, to fight, they would have ruled empires. But here they were, burning themselves out on a half-feral, half-poisoned ex-mafia queen. “Any news from your brothers?” I asked, voice rough, and casual, like I was asking about the weather instead of four Alphas who’d gone to war over a fucking berry. Mara grinned, quick and, mischievous, the kind of smile that made me want to both hug her and strangle her.

He had learnt to read Aldo’s expressions to know what to say and do at any given time. “Drop your weapons! How dare you threaten the boss’s lady?” Marco yelled out to the men. Confused, they looked at each other. They tried to rationalize the command they had just received. Yet submission came before reasoning in the mafia. No matter how ridiculous the command sounded, obey first and understand later. In fact, you don’t even need to understand, just do as you’ve been commanded. One by one the men lowered their guns. Marco bowed to Aldo in apology.

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.

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

A few pack members come bye and talk to us and block our view, suddenly we hear screams and growls. Charlie screams "ABIGAIL!" and I notice all the scarecrows are missing from their spots, Charlie takes off running and comes to a complete stop. I look around and can't believe what I'm seeing. Gabe and Josh are front and center arrows loaded and aimed at the scarecrow that holds Abigail. Chris and Steve have shited and stand in front of their sons growling at the scarecrows. The other children armed with bow and arrows pointed at the others, that surround the one holding our girl. I hear a pack mind link and it's Charlie, "DO NOT LET HIM LEAVE WITH YOUR FUTURE ALPHA." Some of the scare