Star Vs The Forces Of Evil Tom X Marco Novels & Stories

"Projection was always your specialty, Marcus." The shadow bracelet darkened, responding to the tension crackling through the air. I felt Star pushing forward in our shared consciousness, eager for confrontation after years of forced restraint. "You came with a message from Dominick," I said, cutting through the posturing. "Deliver it and leave." Marcus laughed, the sound jagged with genuine amusement. "Oh, I'm not Dominick's errand boy, little Marabelle. I have my own scores to settle." "Then you're even more of a fool than I thought," I replied. "You can't possibly think you'll walk away from this."

Now Tommy's eyes glowed silver and his claws dripped with corruption. "Join us, Marcus," Tommy said between strikes. "Smith offers power. Purpose." "He offers slavery to corruption." "Better than dying weak." They crashed through old equipment. Ice shattered. Blood painted the snow red. Derek stayed near Tamara, fighting off three wolves at once. When one got through his defense, aiming for her throat, he took the hit instead. Claws raked across his chest. He didn't even grunt. "Go," he told her. "Find the seal."

His eyes darkened, turning cold as he said it. My jaw clenched. Tears were already streaming down my cheeks. My hands were shaking as I reached for Marco’s, which was tightly balled into a fist on his lap. “That… that’s barbaric.” Marco nodded before continuing. “Thomas. He came like a shadow from hell, taking them down one by one. I remember their screams, the way their faces twisted from confidence to sheer terror. And in that moment… I knew. I knew that power was the only thing that could protect the people you love.”

Even though the document he was viewing was finished with the screen and the computer turned off, he still sat facing the thin black screen. Sometimes Marco has to travel the world to control all of his business octopuses, he is a pack leader with dozens of businesses in various parts of the world. This time he will go with Jazzy. He will do what Alpha Xander suggested to him. He intends to seduce Jazzy so badly that she gets drunk with his affection… and in the end… accepts it as a whole. Marco hopes ... after his return from Greece someday ... he can have Alpha and Luna status.

“ look Xaiver, whatever shit you have going on, I'll advice you to stop now. Because I will find out and I'll burn in to the ground along side you” “ you're not the hero here Marco”. “Neither am I the monster here. I’ve said all I could…” he drawled as he rose to his feet. “For now. And I want you to remember, Xavier—I’m always ahead of you. I hold the power you don’t.” The Omertà File. That's the power he holds.

Marco growled slashing again, making contact with Max making him hiss again as his blood flowed from his chest. “You can’t beat me!” Max snarls and lunges at Marco, who dodges Max’s swing and falls on his face. “How is this happening!? I am an ALPHA! NO ONE can beat me.” He yelled. “True, only an ALPHA can stand to beat you. You are so caught up in yourself that you don’t pay attention to things going on around you.” Marco said punching Max in the face. “I have been accepted and adopted by Alpha and Luna SilverMoon, making me their eldest SON.” Max slowly stood and stared at Marco. Marco chuckled as the look on Max’s face as he realized what Marco meant. Marco grinned. “Aaahhh, s

Killing anyone who gets in my way. Vampire hunter. I shoot him. Dragon mercenary. I throw holy water. He recoils. Tom stakes him. Pack enforcer from Cormac's crew. I recognize him. Beta Marcus. Used to be Cormac's friend. "Stand down," I tell him. "You don't have to do this." "Alpha's orders," Marcus says. Attacks. We fight. Claws against claws. He's well-fed. Strong. Fresh. I'm wounded. Exhausted. Running on adrenaline and desperation.

My fated mate wants my body and soul… but he still calls me by his missing wife’s name. ____ Framed by her best friend. Rejected by her groom. Cast out by her pack, Savannah’s world shatters. Until Xavier, the Alpha of Alphas, finds her. From the moment their bond ignites, it’s raw and addictive. He touches and kisses her like he can’t breathe without her. But he believes she’s someone else—his missing wife. His daughter calls her “Mommy.” And the mate bond burns hotter than she ever imagined. Savannah has secrets. A past she’ll never speak of. She swore no man would ever own her again. So why does her soul beg to be his?

"You're the reason we're having problems, aren't you? You're the reason she's leaving me." Marco cocked an eyebrow, "I’m not the one who just got caught with a dick up my ass." Xavier's face turned a shade of crimson I didn't think was possible. He looked like he was about to explode. He took a step towards Marco, his hands clenched into fists.

"Yes. The men who had aided Jacobo the last time. I'm glad we finally didn't have them killed. They proved to be of great help yesterday." "How?" "You were right when you decided we use them to our benefit. Marco had informed them of...." "Marco was in this too?!" "Exactly why I need you to be back home Manuel. There's really a lot going on. I guess Marco would definitely be part of such a sabotage, if they were truly working hand in hand with X. The person I haven't seen come into play so far, is Tawan. The man seems to have been on a low since he returned. There's no doubt he and X have more plots up their sleeves. What we really have to find out, is who this X is, and what his motives rea