Marvin Cortes Novels & Stories

The pack has closed the circle tight enough that the cold night air feels thinner. I stand a few paces away, no longer bleeding, no longer limping, watching him with the quiet patience of someone who has already calculated every possible outcome. Luke is nowhere to be found. “Please.” Dr Reyes’ voice comes out lower than he meant, stripped of the earlier confidence. “Listen to me.” I say nothing to him. He already knows that death is looking at him. “I can still be useful to you. I will help you experiment on anything you want, I can invent new things that can be helpful to you. All I want is for you to spare my life.” He pleaded with a shaky, teary voice.

I replied, folding my arms across my chest. “You’re right, you’re right. My name is Dominic. My friends call me Dom.” He replied casually, despite still hanging from the wall, the flesh now visibly tearing from his wrists as they hung at an odd angle from the silver shackles holding him in place. “Wonderful to meet you Dominic, I hear you have some information for me?” I said, my patience for his pleasantries already beginning to wain thin. “I’ll tell you, but Marco over there has to go.” He cocked his head to where Marco stood beside me.

But a low chuckle caught my attention, my eyes snapped towards the man. Making me take a longer look at him. He looked different from the other men, His hair was cropped low, tattoo covered neck and a posture that screams superiority. “She is fierce” His voice came, calm, teasing. I could hear the amusement in his voice. I frowned at him. “Who are you?” I asked, my eyes were already judging. “Oh pardon my manners, I am Cristóbal Márquez” he smirked as if I am supposed to be scared the instant he uttered his name.

The rat on the council, has to be Alpha Raymond, he’s been to our pack, but why help Alec? “I didn’t think much of it, but I heard someone talking to Kyle at Luna’s ceremony…it had to have been Alpha Raymond. He said something about not knowing who was more stupid, and separating her to get her out of the borders…” Connors's eyes flash and he pales, “I got mind linked and didn’t hear the rest, but, but I recorded it! Hold on” I grip the arms of my chair, I’ve got a strange feeling building in the pit of my stomach and I’m not liking where it's leading…

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

Steadily, the murmurs fade and when it completely hush, the defense attorney doesn’t waste time and assiduously adds, “Mackenzie Cortez was not a victim. She’s aware of what her mission really was. She proactively offered to be experimented on by The Manila Mafia in exchange for ten percent of the $10,000,000 Primo Javier received in his PayMe account. She went to The Manila Mafia’s whereabouts, so the gang’s Boss, known as Alessandro Ocampo, would pay Primo Javier. Once she got the confirmation from Primo Javier that the money was already transferred to his account, her next plan was to annihilate the entire Manila Mafia, but she didn’t do it. Why? Coz she fell in love with the mafia’s olde

he said in a very cold voice. Christian Smith was her step-mother's nephew. He was about the same age as Luke. He was an architect and he was based in California. The first time she saw him during a family gathering, she did a double take. He looked like Luke but she never entertained the thought of being friendly with him especially becayse he showed interest in her during their first meeting. She soon discovered that her father told him that she was in the process of divorcing her husband so he became confident to tell her about his feelings. She didn’t want him to woo her but she didn’t directly tell him to stop simply because he and her dad knew that her marriage was fake. H

Marcel didn’t say a word, he didn’t object on his beta, and clearly his best friend, staying in the room. “Do you want to get something to drink?” He asked me, and I shook my head as I looked down at the man who I knew was fighting back his own blood. “Thank you for calling me.” I said, looking at Vladimir who nodded. “I should be the one thanking you for trusting me.” He said, watching as Marcel fought back his own demons tonight, fought back his pain and anger. Whatever had caused this trigger, I knew that it was not easy for him to control.

“Jackson, she’s helping me with business only. She’s from a neighboring pack, a florist since we don’t have one here, and it’s a big job to bring on pack territory. Alpha Wyatt makes known; he knows how us wolve are with our mates. He understands, I’m not picking a fight; I’m letting it be known she’s only mine. Alpha Wyatt gets up and pats me on the shoulder congratulating us and gives us a nod. She speaks up with her fragile voice that sounds like a melody to me. “I’ll contact you Alpha.” I guess this is where I need to speak and not let my wolf scare her away before I find out her name. I never thought we’d find her. “I won’t mess anything up, that’s on you—not me.” Bronx grumbles. “Hey s

It was the confirmation enzo needed, if only to ensure he didn’t put the wrong man’s daughter through the wringer. “Software development,” she said, just like he knew she would. “But he’s retired, now. He tried to start his own company way back when, but it didn’t work out.” Goddamn right it didn’t work out. “He’s done mostly consulting work ever since. Maybe you’ve heard of him? Aron Rumero.”