Star And Marco Novels & Stories

Marco, charged into the room, his face a mask of determined urgency. "Fuck, Marco! Get me out of this!" Marco rushed over, yanking out a set of bolt cutters. “Hang on, I’ll get you out of here!” "What's happening?" I asked. "Marco's leaving the country, but he isn't going alone." "What are you talking about?" I asked. "He's got Taylor with him..." "What! I have to get her back," I said as Marco quickly sliced through the chains with swift cuts. "That might not be the best option,"

Later that night, after everyone had finally gone quiet, after the house had fallen into a heavy silence again, Marco sat alone in the office where Stefano used to work, the maps still on the table, the notes still where he left them, the chair slightly pushed back like he had just stood up and would return any minute. Marco looked at the maps for a long time, then slowly folded them and placed them in a drawer, one by one, closing everything Stefano had been working on, because there were no more wars to plan now. No more enemies to hunt. No more revenge to take. Just silence. Marco leaned back in the chair and looked around the office one last time. “You idiot,” he muttered quietly to hims

Puffing out smoke as the sheer weight of all the gold he stole put pressure on the engine. We ate into that twelve hour head start, every mile we drove away from the fortress feeling like a betrayal. I know Reu would be feeling the same, not that I was able to talk to him. The bulky Marco and Levi ensured that we were never alone together. We drove in separate trucks, never paired together. Marco was olive-skinned with a long skinny black ponytail flat to his skull. Levi had a white mohawk and long white plaited beard. Covered in tattoos and scars, we looked like a terrifying group.

“But some of us made it out. We’ve been laying low, trying to figure out our next move.” Nodding and processing the information. “Do you have any idea where Marco might be?” Rico hesitated. “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about.” My heart raced. “What? Do you know something?” He glanced around nervously. “Let’s go somewhere more private,” he suggested. We moved further away from the house, towards the cliff’s edge. The ocean waves crashed against the rocks below, the sound almost drowning out Rico’s next words. “I saw Marco,” he said quietly. “Last week, near the docks. He was with a group of men I didn’t recognize. I guess Powell's men.”

“And that it not going to happen if you are all fighting like a bunch of rats in some pod.” His expression shifted. Nathan glanced at me, curious but not surprised. “Marcel is unstable,” I continued quietly. “Dominic stands between him and destruction. The council is restless. Rogues are hungry. Packs are divided. And as far as the rumor goes, your little rogue has managed to contain a beast that would be more than willing to take over if Marcel simply ticked.” I stepped closer, my voice lowering. “All it takes is one thread to snap… and everything unravels.”

the tears were fighting stronger now but she continued to fight them as she crossed her arms and took a deep breath. “We wanted to adopt you.” Maia looked up at Mr. Sween whose eyes had only become more kind. “We want you, Maia. I know your past father was... something. We won’t discuss that right now.” the tears were freefalling now. “But I want you to know that me and Marie, my wife, want you. We chose you. You will never have to live in fear of being treated that way ever again.” Mr. Sween reached out and gently kissed the top of her head, causing Maia to lose control and break down in tears.

He looked at Marco, his expression serious. "It's better you leave..." Robert said, though still respectfully, "We will talk about this someother time" Marco scoffed, he didn't have any intention of leaving. He took a deep breath before putting on his side of story. "Izzy, I never told that your mother betrayed me. Stella was my wife...and I know better than anyone that she never betrayed me...it was because of me that..." Marco choked at his words as he struggled to speak further. Soon another SUV pulled up right before the other cars in a hurry and a young man stepped out. He supported an old man out of the car and they both walked in too.

she announced. I smiled my thanks to her and motioned for Rebecca to follow me out of the room and down the stairs. Walking down the grand stairs, I saw Marco standing in the middle of the foyer being searched for by the gamma warriors. “He’s all clear,’ one of them said as he stepped back. “Marco,” I greeted as I took the last step. He gave me a painfully handsome smile, revealing the dimples in his cheeks. The family resemblance between Marco and Rebecca. They both had the same silver eyes and freckles around their noses. Marco had dark hair and olive skin though and Rebecca had blonde hair and fair skin.

I made an abrupt stop as I sighted a shiny SUV at a corner of the pathway. It was a weird thing to see such sophistication in our world. Clearly put, it's rare to see any rich folk in our slum world. Seeing this got me instantly intrigued to know what the occasion was. The voices coming from the car got my attention and I found myself walking towards it. The voices grew louder and I recognized them to be owned by a male and a female, respectively. “I paid for you, slummy bi*ch, so don't you try to play smart with me!“ The aggressive baritone thundered and a loud female cry followed.

Letta asked, making Marco once again just shake his head while gazing at his spouse. "So, you want something sweet and melting in your mouth?" Marco asked. "Sure, that will definitely make my mood even better," Letta said. And the next moment, without a word, after Letta finished speaking, Marco suddenly grabbed Letta's nape and pressed their lips together. Letta didn't even have time to push Marco's shoulder before his tongue slipped between her lips. Letta felt the warmth of their tongues intertwining. She didn't even care about the cars passing by, possibly noticing the two of them. When Marco released their lip lock, Letta just blinked her eyes, her face turning red. Marco was seen wipin