Novel & Cerita Star And Marco Fanfiction

Felix asks ignoring my pout. "Just paperwork" Marco replies. "Can you put this fussy baby down for a nap?" He asks this time I growl at him, he did not just him to do that. "Sure can" Marco says getting out of his chair, he's a giant, how does the company found his is above me, he's taller than Felix and scarier. He took my hand and nodded to Felix, now that I'm in another person hands Felix left me, the traitor, I'm spitting in his coffee next time I get him any.

Lucas replied immediately with a serious tone. Hearing his reply, Marina almost vomited blood. follow arrangements? What arrangements? They ain't even a couple so how could they get engaged? Lucas turned to look at Marina only to find her sending daggers to him. He very much enjoyed her current expressions. She looked cute when pissed off.

"We're in a church. No violence is allowed in the house of God." Then he cleared his throat and turned to Marco. "The woman you're marrying is Scarlett, Ramona's first child before she got married to Malcom Vaughn." Marco gritted his teeth and I saw him begin to fume with anger. "Ramona! Were you trying to deceive me?" He roared. "I told you! He's lying! I don't even know who he is!" Mother lied through her teeth. "Viktor Marcelli might be my sworn enemy. . . But he would never lie to me!" Marco roared. "For daring to trick me, I will go ahead and marry Scarlett but I will also take Maya with me!"

The fight was on, and the battle for their future had begun. Sena moved with purpose, her every step sure, her heart a storm of emotions. The Moonmark fragment in her pocket hummed faintly, an almost imperceptible reminder of the power that was both her birthright and her responsibility. She had called for this fight, and now, as the chaos unfolded around her, she knew there was no turning back.

I will make her regret why she was even born. Flashback….. When I was with maria. Marco came and called me to my office. He was happy that finally he had a girl on whom he had his eyes for months. When he first saw her she was beautiful. Most importantly her eyes held him captive at that moment he knew he wanted her. And he gets what he wants. He didn't care whether she liked me or not. She is mine. When they reached his office. Marco gave him a file. Marco: finally we have found the location and address of that bastard!

“Would that have stopped you from falling for me?” “It would have been easier to carve a knife into you,” I gritted. Marco smiled. That smug, all-knowing-shit parted his lips and grinned, shaking his head as if I were a juvenile throwing a tantrum. “After all this time, after all that we have been through, you want me as much as I want you and as much as you deny,” he boasted. “And yes, I am going to wait around until you see a reason to come back and pick up the pieces you left behind like a coward.”

Nana stays silent, gripping the edge of her dress in her fists. "Thank moon goddess she didn't lose it, since that bastard's weakness is you, well I have to drag him back to the pack by all means," Marco growls, "Now that I have a child, it's time to have him and begin for the blood linking" he smirks. Marco turns toward the door. "You’re staying locked in here," he throws over his shoulder. "No food, no fucking water. You wanna act like a jealous little bitch, then you can fucking starve."

Jazzy's people, asked Marco to move faster, his slow movements tortured the woman, she even moved her body so that the alpha realized he was too slow. "Your wish is my command my Luna," Marco said and he moved faster. Until Jazzy felt like she was about to explode, Marco was still pounding her fast… they felt like they were going to fly together because of the kaleidoscope sensation they produced… Jazzy swore she saw the stars in the sky, or… was it just her imagination? "I will come ..." Marco whispered, his movements crazy. "Me ... Too!" Said Jazzy, her hand gripping Marco's arm, maybe her claws are very sharp ... because she could see there were a few splashes of blood coming out of the a

Marco ordered, his face mere inches from hers as he pulled a complex knot tight against her sternum. Jennifer opened her eyes, her vision already blurring at the edges as the heady, euphoric rush of subspace began to pull her under. Marco's dark eyes were entirely unshielded, completely consumed by a blinding, territorial pride. "You are breathtaking," Marco rasped, his knuckles brushing against her cheekbone. "Every mistake, every triumph. You belong right here, in the center of us."

A small, but significant, victory. “Leave us,” I said to my men. Without a word, Silvio, Bruno, and Leo filed out of the library. The heavy door closed, leaving the two of us alone with the crackling fire. Marco still did not look at me. He stared into the flames as if they could show him a way out. “Look at me, Marco.” It took a few seconds, but he finally obeyed. His blue eyes were wide, lost. A ship without a rudder in a storm I had created.