Marvin Cortes Novels & Stories

I can feel my face heat up red as they nod and turn off a machine or two. “ Thank you Madam Charlotte, would you like to see what we were going to do? He does need surgery because he’s left kidney is damaged and it looks like his knee bone is broken” the doctor explained to me as Creed walks over to me with a chair so I can sit down. “ Can you fix it? I mean can you help him?” I asked pulling my legs to my chest

Marks pov I shifted to the back of my cell nervously; It took a lot to make me nervous but the dark look she got on her face was making me shiver. How could a woman that's so beautiful look so deadly all of a sudden? I asked myself and looked over at Raven to see if he felt the same as me. He was standing with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face; oh he was loving this side of her. I wanted to facepalm myself, because off course he would love it, stupid Russian loves torturing bad people and the sadist in him was loving this. I shook my head and gazed back over to her when more people filled the outside of the cells, this wasn't going to end well. She just kept standing th

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

The man had gone through enough for the day and had to accept the fact that his mate now not only had an enemy coming after her, but one that was daring to threaten her was not something that a man would want to deal with. “We got a note,” Mario chose to be the one to answer, seeing and noticing that I didn’t dare speak. His mother was quiet, Luna Claudia despite standing by the side of the man that she was in love with looked as if she had seen a ghost. Her face was pale, and her once cheerful eyes seemed to have lost their color and brightness. While I understood her pain with everything that she was going through; it pained me to see that her son refused to speak to her.

I’m just hoping it’ll not rain or else I’ll get no sleep. “I’m sorry,” I lift my head to see the man I am looking for these past days to some and help me. “Angelo, you’re here,” I said sobbing. He kneeled down to cup my face and wipe my tears out. “I hesitated when I realized you are a Sagittarius, I’m sorry. Seeing you like this changed my mind,” he continued though I don’t understand a word. I don’t want to understand anything too. All I want is to get out. “Please help me.” “I will.”

He protected Tiago, just as he promised, and when I got out of here, he would be the first one to get a big reward. My name is Marvin Romero Castillo. I’m 25-years old, and I’m the son of the head of the Castillo cartel, Mario Castillo. The Castillo’s were in charge of California and the most powerful cartel in the area. We had people from all over and were still growing day by day. “Marvin.” Panther laughed. “You’ve gained weight!” I looked down at my still-toned abs and wondered what kind of bullshit Panther was on. “The food isn’t too bad, so I can’t complain.”

His eyes met mine and he smirked, watching as Carter moved aside to stand by me, his beta, Matteo stood one step behind his Alpha, waiting for my reaction. “I am surprised to see you here” I said, standing up from my chair. I fixed my suit’s jacket and extended my hand to shake his. “I believe that I can come and see my partner when I want, plus, if I remember correctly, we have a meeting” he said, shrugging his shoulders. I simply nodded in response, watching as he took a seat in front of me. I nodded at Carter to leave, wanting to speak to the capo dei capo in private, and seeing that, Donatello nodded at Matteo to follow. His eyes met mine, and getting up from my seat, I walked to the bar

I stayed in the kitchen for a while longer, seeing what I’d do for dinner as we had lasted more than eight hours on the flight and then another two more on the yacht that had brought us here, but I couldn't deny that I felt too tired to prepare something very elaborate, so I was opting for some well-filled sandwiches when a knock on the front door surprised me. "Well, you're a big mass of muscles," I stated impressed when I opened up and met a man who looked like a bodybuilding physique who took steroids for water. But beyond scaring me, I was surprised when the guy looked at me funny and handed me a box of eggs. "It's from this morning, Miss Conti," he said thickly, "I'm Jason, one of Royce

Alessandro said, glaring at the man “you had the fucking balls to abuse my wife and daughter, have the same balls to come and face me, and it does not have to be from behind bars, under your fucking dog Mattia’s tight grip, or restraints of a chair” Dante stayed completely still as he listened to the man, and turning to face us, Alessandro nodded at us. He put a hand on Nicolas’s shoulder, pushing him forward, making sure that Dante, Leo, Nasia, and I were following before he walked toward the bar. He looked at me, and gave me a small smile. The bartender walked toward us, waiting to see what we would order “get us the strongest thing you have, and an orange juice for my daughter”

He put the tray on the floor and looked at me in a very disgusted way. This man looks a lot like Alejandro but he’s more on the leaner side. Alejandro is big and buff and I can tell that beneath his suit hides a powerful mass of body. The person who looks like Alejandro must be his youngest brother Antonio Cortes. I’ve heard of him. He’s a freak of nature, well not more than me but I kind of hate this waste of space. He’s slimy and has the vibe of a snake. I don’t know why Alejandro keeps him. I heard him said about the la familia code that they don’t betray each other but this one, this fucker gets on every last one of my nerves and I want to fucking spill his guts on the floor and stab hi