Novel & Cerita Pietro Maximoff Avengers

Levi is dead, and my job here is done. “I’m on my way,” I told my dad. Max POV When my son sent me a mind link telling me that Katherine and that leech, Antonio, had not only found my grandson, but my mate as well, I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know what to fk****g expect, but it wasn’t this. Marvel’s entire body was glowing blue, his eyes shining bright in the night as he leaned over my former mate, telling her grandpa was coming and she was going to be okay.

Who lies and pretends to be what they are not and still says they don't mean to hurt-- I run a hand nervously through my hair and sigh in exasperation. --- In the beginning I could even want that, but I met her Deniel I saw with my own eyes how good and kind that girl is, I tell you from the bottom of my soul how much I regret everything-- shakes hands in fists and shakes his head in denial. --- Yes I know how amazing my female is and that's why I want to know about why he allied himself with vampires, why Scarlet was kidnapped and especially what led him to do these things-- I answer approaching again and crouching beside him-- NOW PIETRO-- I command in a growl punching the coffee table tha

he said with proud in his voice "MARCELLO AURTHUR" milan anger increased more he hitted that guy head to wall and left from there to his room his hands were red with the blood he is gritting his teeth .. assistant came after five minutes and said "sir this is the picture of black panther's leader" he frowned and fired the picture while saying "one day I'm gonna burn you alive be ready" then milan noticed one more picture in assistant's hands milan asked "whose picture is this" he said "its picture of that guy karthik..who is dating with mam sir" he seen the picture his anger became extreme ..

“Yours and those of millions of other girls. Thor and Captain America are two of the Holy Chris Trio of MCU.” “The what?” “The Holy Chris Trio. You know, Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth and Chris Pratt.” “Oh! Oh wow! Mind. Blown. Why haven’t I noticed that before?” “You’re part of the club, Kate. You officially have a thing for wide-shouldered, tiny-waisted and muscle-bound superheroes.” “I do?”

the man sneers while grimacing from the pain. "Let's see about that. Neither the highest mountain nor the deepest ocean could stop the Petrov Mafia to finish all of you. You just declared war and we accept it" it was Donny Petrov who speaks before turning to Arvin and his grandsons. Donny Petrov may have weakened by time but his command is perpetually venomous. "Let everyone know. And let those bastards' bosses know we accept their declaration of war" An order from the Petrov Mafia Godfather. ****😳****

He’ll have to go by my words for now, and my voice is as calm and business-like as ever. “You are my mate.” I always imagined there would be some deep bitterness at the back of my throat when I say these words but oddly there’s not. I go on, “You have asked me not to snoop around or try to figure things out myself, I won't. I’ll respect your wishes. This is your house, so your rules. But I need to know who you are Caelum Highrise.” “Maximoff.” The word is a growl, and an even deeper growl as he continues, “I am Maximoff, not Highrise.

Squeezing her hands tightly now, “I assure you, the precinct will do their best to get to the bottom of his death. This is a promise from me to you.” She nodded, taking one last look at her husband before they closed the coffin. The governor was right, Maximoff was a wonderful man despite being the heir to a mafia organization. He never killed, he settled scores amicably, others perceived him as weak but she knew him to be kind. Thinking about him made her almost shed a tear, but she was under the watchful eye of his mother. “Thank you.” She managed to finally respond.

"You must be Ivan Bolkonsky's kid. You got some balls. Tell him he just made an enemy out of Gregor Petrosyan!" "Fuck off." Damien gave him one more kick to the jaw, dislocating it. He didn't care who the son of a bitch was. He only had Sally's best interest in his mind. He promised to protect her and that's exactly what he did. "Nice work, tovarishch. You almost destroyed that zadnitsa's face! Pozdravleniya!" said Pietro, the smallest but the sneakiest fighter out of all of them. Damien laughed. "Spazie."

She didn't want to tell Peter why the Italian brute did that and she respected her decision. "You two go, I'll stay with her," Matteo said a bit too harshly and was about to go to her side when Peter stopped him. "Who the fuck do you think you are? you can't just go then decided to come back when you're not expected." Peter grabbed his arm, ignoring the fact that he's the dangerous Italian Mafia underboss in the country. His loyalty stayed to Amara and knows that he would die for her. "Paolo, control your boyfriend."

"He's the Capo dei Capi of the Italian Mafia. Make sure you address him with a lot of respect. Don't do anything that will upset him. I hear he has a very short fuse." My heart was racing as I looked at him. It wasn't because I was scared of him or that he made me nervous. It was because I knew him. I had met him before when I didn't know who he even was. Maximo. "Is the Italian mafia even allowed in Russia?" I asked. No one answered. Instead, Grace pushed me towards him and rushed away. Maximo approached me with confident steps. His sharp blue eyes pierced into me the closer he got. I swallowed all the fear I felt and plastered a smile on my face.