Star And Marco Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"I'm sorry... I just told Sarah I'd agreed to stand in for her at the marking ceremony. I never thought she'd react like this..." "Don't blame her, Marcus. She's been through so much..." I lay awkwardly on the deck, a bitter smile twisting my scarred lips. "Marcus, don't I deserve an explanation? The fire, my wolf’s damage, the pup - was any of it real?" Marcus's brow furrowed, but I caught the flash of panic in his eyes. "What are you talking about? The fire was a tragic accident. Rachel's just trying to help by taking your place in the ceremony."

But as we walked in, we ran right into trouble. Marco and Lola were stepping out of a prenatal exam room. "Well, well," Marco smirked. "Just got engaged and already hitting up doctors?" Dante's face darkened, but he stayed silent. Marco raised his voice. "Let me guess—you're here to patch up my crippled brother? Or maybe to check on my future sister-in-law's—" He paused, eyes sweeping over me like poison. "Marco, stai zitto!" Dante's voice dropped low, cold as hell.

“Wait—what?” Even Xavier’s brows furrowed slightly, his phone lowering. “Romance-themed?” Marco’s smile widened, clearly enjoying our reactions. “Yes. Holding hands, soft gazes, leaning in… maybe even a kiss for one or two shots.” I felt heat instantly creep into my cheeks. “A kiss? Marco, are you serious?” He shrugged like it was no big deal. “You’ve both signed contracts. And—” He reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone, and began scrolling. “Let me show you something.”

His little girl was safe and loved, and with that, he leaned back, closing his eyes with a quiet sense of peace. "Stella...are you satisfied?" "Will you forgive me?" A cool breeze swept across his face and Marco felt as if his love was answering him. "Yes...Marco. I did..." ********* Thankyou so much for being with me all this way. Hope you guys liked the book. Please leave a review to let me know ☺️❤️ **********

He had thought that Fane would not trouble Marco so much since they did not have any conflicts between them, and would give Marco a quick death. Yet, something seriously went wrong with Marco's head. Marco seemed insistent on offending Fane, trying his best to show Fane how much better he was than Fane. Marco seemed to have successfully angered Fane.

Hated that Nathan was outside there begging while I fucked his father. But I just couldn’t help it. Marco leaned, wet lips sucking my earlobe as he whispered, “We are close…” His deep voice was adding to the pressure building. “I doubt he makes you feel this good.” My pussy clenched around his cock. “It’s even hotter knowing he’s outside while I satisfy you…his fiancée.” Fuck. One more thrust, another hard one. I shattered, a muffled scream leaving my lips as I held onto Marco tightly. He followed immediately, spilling all his contents inside me with a low groan.

Marco seemed unwilling to leave any trace, swallowing it whole. Letta could only arch her body once again, as if floating. Her knees felt trembling, making Letta finally raise her body slightly. When not satisfied yet, Letta pulled Marco's shoulders, and Marco released his game. Letta immediately linked their lips again, feeling the fluid that Marco had just tasted, sticking to her lips. Marco continued to tease with his fingers, making Letta only able to grip Marco's hair, biting her lower lip quite hard, arousing something within Marco that had been held back since earlier.

"Well, Rocco was married to Sarah. Rocco Salvadore was like Marco. Head of his own mafia under the Cosa Nostra, he wanted Marco to fail and used his sister to try to achieve it. Of course, though, Rocco was quickly murdered. His wife ran as she had lured Hannah to her death." Why are you hiding something, Marco? "Has Marco mentioned me or anything?" I look at her, waiting. "Just you're his guest. He wants to ensure you're protected and happy while you're here. Although whispers say, he likes you more than his typical guest." She giggles slightly. "Do you have a boyfriend?" She points at the ring. Rolling my eyes, I take it off and throw it onto the side, her eyes widening. "Not anymore." "Be

Rebecca was trying to protest, but Marco held his hand up dismissing it. "It's not up for debate, I want you all to myself and no more hide and seek, we aren't kids and I'm too old for that. I don't want you near any man else, and I don't think you would like the consequences if I find out you are being unfaithful to me," Marco said, pressing a kiss to the side of her lips.

Knowing Marco, he'll put up a fight but no matter what happens, I won't back down. She's mine. She will always be mine. ****************************************************