Marvel Pietro Maximoff Novels & Stories

“Good. Fear keeps people careful. It keeps them alive. Had it kept you in place, you wouldn’t have flinched when you were put in a situation of questions.” Maxine spun to face me, eyes flashing with something between anger and desperation. “You don’t get it. He’s not going to stop! I’m in too deep, and if Xavier finds out what I’ve been doing…” “Then don’t get caught. Be the smart woman that I hired, not this weakling that is standing in front of me.” I said sharply, rising from the chair. “You think I don’t know what Lorenzo is capable of? He’s my brother, Maxine. I grew up watching him build armies out of monsters. I know exactly what he’ll do if he doesn’t get what he wants. But if you wa

she whispered wiping her tears and staring far into space. " I love you so much soya bean" he whispered and she snorted "I love you too dad, now stop calling me that " he chuckled at her patting her head like his new cat in the room. "He was an assassin, famously known as The Shadow and he taught me all I knew " Marco stumbled back a little staring at her with wide eyes. "Dark shadow, the ex leader of the Cobras" he replied and she nodded. " Maria could you be serious, your going to rule the underworld assassins one day " her father whispered and she giggled.

My hair unravels from its messy bun, spiralling onto the floor in its full length. The crowd gasps all around us, but Max doesn’t break eye contact. He pulls me up and lifts me in the air in a smooth swirl before I meet gravity again. “To stop you from getting married to my sister.” “You’re too late.” “Why Iris?” I ask. “You can have practically anyone else. You are the Lord of all the mafia families in New York. You don’t need this alliance.” Max stops moving as the music slows. Our faces have gotten so close now that all it takes is one tiny move to meet his lips. His warm breath washes over my face, and my eyes flutter close on their own accord.

Matter of fact, neither does my father. The first most well known family is the De Santis. Most people don't know it but they're also in the mafia. And of course, they're first. Their leader, Ace De Santis is 22 and rumors has it, he is fucking awesome at his job. People are scared of him. I, however, most people think im a damn myth. Not that i care, people believe what they want. The leader of the Italian mafia is Ace while my father is the leader of the American mafia. We are allies... Sort of. "ALEXIA SKYLAR HALE. FOCUS.", My father yelled through the ear piece

Her grip was tightened on her dress and with all the drinks that she had taken, her soul and body fought as one wanted to get control over the offer but it was rather unfortunate that her drunken state was taking over the normal one. Simon could tell from her behavior that she was so scared of him and that was not what he wanted god her but it had happened and she had to accept it like that. Dropping the glass on the table and his eyes looking at his brother portrait that as hung on the wall of his office, Max breath in and out a hot air of anger as he walked closer to the paintings on the dam, he remembered the hurt that his daughter had cost him all these years and not being able to take i

“Shit! Shit! Shit! You imbeciles! I’m paying you money and you can’t even kill one damn man!” Eros was agitated and he couldn’t stop yelling while staring at his computer. He had cameras all over his mansion so he could see everything that was happening. Eros had never seen Pietro fought anyone before. He didn’t expect him to be this good. He is like James Bond, taking down so many people at a time. Eros is not fully aware of Pietro’s past. He has no idea about the training that he got as a little child. Pietro was trained to be like a killer machine. His training could be likened to that of Black Widow, if only that character was real.

~Maxim~ One minute I’m discussing matters with Alpha Montgomery and the next, I’m holding my nose because that douche dares to put hands on me. Me, Beta Maxim Grim! I don’t know who the fuck he thinks he is, but I’ll gladly show him the truth.

Torture me, make me feel insecure and then finish me off when I least expected. Lies. If he thinks he can break me, then he's wrong. I'm not the same little boy I was fifteen years ago. I had gotten tougher. The experience has made me cruel. I am the Mafia boss of Black Vipers. And I don't tremble in the presence of my enemies. Mia hesitated before speaking. “Why is your father after you?” Her voice was careful, as if she expected me to push her away. I exhaled sharply, running a hand over my face. The past clawed at me, choking my throat.

“He’s starting to turn on his own men.” The figure didn’t respond immediately, but their voice was low and controlled. “Keep applying pressure. Let him break his own alliances. The more divided they are, the easier it becomes.” Dante nodded. “What about Matteo? Leonardo’s starting to suspect him.” “Good,” the figure replied calmly. “Keep Matteo close. If he’s distracted defending himself, he won’t notice the real traitor.” Dante hesitated. “And Tony?” The figure’s head tilted slightly, and a cold smile ghosted over their lips. “Tony’s role remains the same. Keep him useful. We’ll cut him loose when he’s no longer needed.”

“Yeah, I fucking did. I want her. I want to claim her and make her mine. I don’t care about the pack standard between an Omega and a Gamma. I find peace and happiness in her. And that’s what matters to me.” He was bold. Liam was fucking bold. He was more of a man than I was. He chose her over everything. Things I love to see for him. “How do you intend to protect her from the hash society and from Piper, your demonic fiancee?” Max took the question out of my throat. “I will. But only if both of you give me your support. I just need your approvals, especially from Leo. I will handle the world myself,” Liam gave me the best response ever.