Star And Marco Novels & Stories

Out of sudden Malik's hand slammed Luke's face as he kicked him and pushed as all " Malik! Stop it man! You have people beside you." Marco snapped as he pushed as back " Who wants to die?" Malik mumbled in his sleep " Stop it you two... We are being sandwiched." Luke said God, he looks so funny... His eyes closed and he is blabbering " This is the last time I'm doing this." Marco said " What time is it?" I asked " 4 in the morning, Pete, sleep babe." We returned to sleep. A few hours later, Marco got up and started waking us. He tapped me and I just glued to Luke more ignoring him and Luke didn't even respond to him in any way

Anaya responded, “Are there any people you know named Scar? He killed someone dear to me. Please, if you can, help me in any way.” “This is just between us, right? I don’t want any trouble,” she said, looking side to side. She said, as I agreed, “I don't know this Scar guy personally. Nevertheless, I met a man named Marcus, who was his low-level man. He worshipped that Scar guy. According to him, Scar was planning something big and he would stop at nothing. I don’t know anything else.” “Do you have any idea where we can find Marco?” she inquired.

“Marco, come on, bro.” I pull his shoulders to get him to look at me. “Come on. It’s Bronx. Talk to me, big guy.” “My name is Marco Sanchez. My wolf’s name is Clash.” Marco looks through me and continues to mumble. “I gotta beautiful wife. Her name is Musu. We got twins. Deago and Inez. There’s a thing here. It looks like a woman, but it ain’t. It’s a monster. She can’t take my memories.”

Her charcoal blazer was ruined, soaked through with saltwater and stained with Marco's blood. Luca walked up, stopping just two paces away. He reached into his inner coat pocket and pulled out his twin suppressed pistols, placing them down on the marble table with a heavy, deliberate clack. "Marco is at the bottom of the Atlantic," Luca said, his voice dropping into that smooth, terrifyingly calm register. "Cassio is running scared with a smoking SUV and half his local crew dead on a pier. You won the day, Julia."

Marco persisted. Kimberly shot a sharp glare at Marco. "Don't mess with me. You have no right to interfere in my personal matters. Can't you do something nice for me?" Marco burst into hearty laughter, finding Kimberly's words quite amusing. "What did you say? Do something nice? So, you've considered me evil all this time? If you forget, I can bring you back home at any time. I can even destroy Nicholas whenever I want. You know very well that I'm capable of doing all of that, Kimberly." Marco's eyes gleamed sharply, and his words sent shivers down Kimberly's spine.

Erick states. “And what did you do?” King Helios asks. “I agreed to fight for that pack along with everyone else in our rogue colony. I wanted to keep Marco out of it, but he refused to listen to me and came along on our first mission.” “Which was?” “To attack Io.” The crowd erupts in outrage. But the king silences them all with a wave of his hand. “And the result of this attack?” “We were captured, your highness,” Marco says, his voice small. “But we were also cared for.”

“Marco, stop. We can’t do this. It’s getting late… just take me home.” Marco blinked, hiding his frustration behind a soft smile. “Sorry,” he muttered and started the car. As he drove through the dark, rain-slicked streets, a smirk crept onto his lips. "You’re such a fool, Aria", he thought. "I know you too well. This is just the beginning. I’ll wreck your marriage and turn my father against you in no time." They reached the De Luca mansion, and Marco stopped the car in front of the grand entrance. The rain had softened to a drizzle, but the tension between them still hung thick in the air.

“We’re not done talking about this. ”She tilted her chin, defiant. “Good. I’d hate to bore you.” He escorted her off the floor, his hand lingering on her waist, a silent claim. Marsh approached, his face grim. “Got a name on the scarred guy. Marco Santoro. Neutral fixer, plays both sides. And he’s meeting someone tonight. ”Kai’s gaze flicked to Gianna, suspicion flaring. “Stay close,” he said, his tone a command.She smiled, sharp and sweet. “Always, husband.”

Marco was also very fed up. The sooner Mr. Marco takes possession of all the property owned by his wife, the sooner Mr. Marco can leave his wife. Then live life, as master Marco wants. Currently, Mr. Marco can only dream, after Mr. Marco completed his mission. Then master Marco will marries the woman he loves, master Marco will become Dinda the great madam in this luxurious palace.

Marco said, causing Letta to immediately meet his gaze through the mirror in front of her. "Why? Don't you want people to see your neck?" Marco asked again, glancing at the kissmark, a sign of his possession. Letta remained silent, neither refuting nor responding to Marco's words. Letta simply did as Marco said, raising her hair high, tying it up neatly, revealing her slender neck distinctly.