Star X Marco Novels & Stories

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.

Lirvana clutched her head, dropping to her knees as the voice echoed again. It was piercing, like it was crawling through her skull. “Who are you?” she cried out. > “Help me... and I’ll tell you who I am.” Her breaths grew shaky. “Help you how?” > “Find the Moonmark.” “What?” she whispered, confused. “What is a Moonmark?” > “A mark…an etched moon symbol. Find its bearer.”

Patrick patted Ariadne's hand and gently put it in her own lap as he spoke. Orion was analyzing everything he said, could they actually trust him. What about the information he had been feeding them, how was he getting it and why not just come out with it. Ariadne was starting to nod out. She leaned against Patrick ashe tried to respectfully steadied her. He looked at the note that fell from her hand. “The North Star.” The note read. Orion’s face turned to worry, his gut clenched in on itself. Danica’s on that ship. He stood up, his fist clenched at his side as he stared down at Patrick.

Gasly shouted as he punches the legs of Scott. [Scott kicked Gasly, and this made him almost fall on the ground, but Jin caught him] “Gasly!” Aster shouted. “Engage! Bow..” Aster chanted, but was stopped as Scott took his other hand too, making Aster unable to cast the bow since it has no opening space for the bow to appear. “What are you doing my beloved? Do you want to kill me? My Parents has arranged our marriage for the future, which is why, you should act like my wife starting today!” Scott said.

Marco deliberately let the van drift slightly. "Watch the road," Isabella snapped. For a split second, her attention shifted. That was all he needed. His hand slipped beneath the steering column. Hidden behind a loose panel was a ceramic beacon. Old technology. No visible signal, no electronic footprint until activation. One of Dante's favorite backup systems. Marco pressed it into place. He entered the code, three short presses, two long. Then a pause. One long. Marseille. An emergency signal only Dante would recognize. His pulse hammered.

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.

“Now you have them.” Rico instantly tried lunging at him, but Marco’s men grabbed him tightly before he could move far. Marco’s laughter only grew louder, echoing through the empty field so harshly that birds nearby scattered into the sky. “And I’m starving for a game,” Marco said, scratching roughly at his hair. His eyes slowly moved toward the wooden boxes before returning to Rico. “So we’ll play one," Marco said in a sinister tone. Rico stopped struggling. Something cold crawled down his spine. Marco smiled wider. “It’s called…” he paused dramatically, “Save A Loved One.”

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.

"Huy, babasagin daw niya ang salamin ng sasakyan pag dimo buburahin yang picture nya, pambihira naman natulala ka naman na?"Marco whispered to Brix, who is very annoyed while staring at the beautiful face of the woman outside. It is obvious to her face that she is very displeased with the stolen shots.

Sabrina whispered and smiled up at him. “Besides, I'd prefer if the climax of the trip didn't occur on the first night,” Marco said, smiling from ear to ear. Sabrina couldn’t do more than beam up at him, her smile coming out from her chest. She remained seated as Marco bid her goodnight and kissed her cheek.