Star And Marco Novels & Stories

He knew she hadn’t either. She looked at him as he pulled away slowly. Still moving in slow motion, it seemed she also knew something much bigger happened than just a kiss. They both looked up to the sky at the same time to see that the sky was begin lit up by shooting stars going in every direction. He didn’t know that was going to happen. Neither did she. It seemed never-ending little trails of light going across the sky in many different directions. The light show was enough to take their breaths away.

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.”

“Maxim and Monroe would’ve done it for you. We can’t keep postponing this.” “Okay,” Kane says nervously. “Good luck.” “And please stay alive,” Axel pleads. “That’s the plan,” she smiles before she and Braden run off.

The mark had bound her tighter than she realized. Her gaze drifted to Serena’s neck. The silver mark gleamed faintly, streaked with black patterns, like a beautiful tattoo. “Your mark is stunning,” Naya whispered. Serena ignored her. She’d seen it before. Yes, it was beautiful. But she would never admit it out loud. Naya helped her into the bath. When Serena stepped out, skin still damp, Naya’s eyes widened. On her waist, faint and glowing, was a new symbol. A moon. Perfect and radiant.

Vince came to stand beside her, hands in pockets, posture a soft bracket. “You all right?” he asked, quiet enough to belong to a kitchen table at midnight. She exhaled. The breath felt like surrender and claim both. “Yes.” Marco joined them, wiping rain from his brow with the back of his hand. “He had a Maretti mark,” he said. “Yeah,” she said.

Marco was crying, tightly embracing Marcus. "What's wrong? Why are you crying, my dear?" I asked, genuine concern in my voice. "Mommy!" Marco exclaimed, rushing towards me as soon as he saw me. "He had a nightmare," Marcus explained, standing at a distance near the sofa. "Mommy, I dreamt that you and daddy were dead. Someone had killed you. A dark, monstrous shadow!" Marco cried out. "Take a deep breath, my love. It was just a dream, alright?" I reassured him calmly.

Isabelle cut him off. Across the estate, the mood was just as grim. Marco sat in his office, the city lights bleeding through the window behind him. His jacket was off, sleeves rolled up and a glass of untouched bourbon on the table. Alessa stood beside him, quiet, her face fixed on the skyline. “This was supposed to be our night.” Marco said finally. His voice was low but anger simmered beneath every word. “A symbol that we were back in control.”

"Aren't you gonna reward us a little for this awesome escape trip." Same thing I thought in my mind. "Mmmm," was all I could say. Marco's thumbs were tracing my nipples. They stood up erect, making me moist. I sighed happily. I could see the stars. The imaginary stars. "Baby, give us a little joy," whispered Marco, licking my earlobe as he continued caressing my breasts. “Ahh-hhh.” I moaned. “I really missed this,” my voice cried out in a little whisper. “Worry not, it's back. You will be having more of us.” He whispered into my ears giving an air of assurance.

I could feel the sweat beading at my neck, soaking my back and forming along my hairline as Marco’s beta began to speak. “Today we witness the joining of Marco of the moon wolves and Brooke of the Sun wolves in a bonded union, bringing strength and order to these lands. The beginning of a bright future with many blessings that will ensure and protect the lives of each and every member that resides here today”. He announced as I gulped and tried to subside my heavy and shaky breaths.

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.