Star X Marco Novels & Stories

she muttered. Mariko looked back at Marcus again, and asked, “do you know how to swim?” Marcus nodded. “Good!” she said. “ when I say jump… You jump, alright?” Mariko instructed him. Marcus nodded. “One… two… three. Jump!” Marcus followed his orders, and he jumped into the sea. While Mariko took her gun from her holster, using one hand Mariko shot Lincoln before she fished out a grenade from her pocket and threw it in the chopper. She then jumped into the sea before the grenade exploded and made the chopper blow into pieces.

"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.

Marco ordered, his face mere inches from hers as he pulled a complex knot tight against her sternum. Jennifer opened her eyes, her vision already blurring at the edges as the heady, euphoric rush of subspace began to pull her under. Marco's dark eyes were entirely unshielded, completely consumed by a blinding, territorial pride. "You are breathtaking," Marco rasped, his knuckles brushing against her cheekbone. "Every mistake, every triumph. You belong right here, in the center of us."

Marco needs to chill. “Fine,” I say. “Besides, he said he trusts we can handle the situation if things go sideways,” Mateo adds. Marco nods reluctantly and walks back to his car. As we approach the airstrip, the headlights catch something ahead. My breath catches when I see it: sleek, powerful, and gleaming under the runway lights. Even from a distance, it’s breathtaking—silver and radiant under the faint moonlight, its sharp, aerodynamic design exuding elegance and power. Its lights glow softly against the pitch-black night, and it’s a sight to behold.

"MARCO‍, MOV‍E!" Marco saw it to​o late. "‍Shit!" He slam‍med the car⁠ into gear. WHOOSH.‍ A t⁠rail of‍ fire cu‌t through the rainy night. The rocket mi‍ssed our car⁠ by inches, slamming into the r‌usted water tow‌er beh‌ind us.​ BOOM. The e⁠xp⁠losi⁠on shook​ the heavy S‌UV.⁠ Metal r⁠ai‍ned down on the roo⁠f.

“Wait—what?” Even Xavier’s brows furrowed slightly, his phone lowering. “Romance-themed?” Marco’s smile widened, clearly enjoying our reactions. “Yes. Holding hands, soft gazes, leaning in… maybe even a kiss for one or two shots.” I felt heat instantly creep into my cheeks. “A kiss? Marco, are you serious?” He shrugged like it was no big deal. “You’ve both signed contracts. And—” He reached into his pocket, pulling out his phone, and began scrolling. “Let me show you something.”

So I think now would be a good time to start discussing landing, I said. Drace chuckled. I'm pretty sure you'll ace that just like you've aced everything else about being a dragon. I'd still like the knowledge though. Sacred stars. Thane, look! Tove said, cutting over my response to Drace. What? I looked over to see him pointing. I followed the length of his front leg. He was pointing at what I had to assume was the United States. Near the dots of the Great Lakes, just to the right and slightly below, was what looked like a huge pearl.

Said Jax. "Can you believe it? This dumbass was bragging about barely escaping with his life." Said Sean incredulously. "Shaw there's something you need to see." Jax's mood shifted quickly, and he looked nervous and pissed off suddenly. "Show me." He reached into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled photograph. He unfolded it and handed it to me. When I looked at the picture my blood ran cold. I was looking at a photo of Katherine and Amelia dressed in black at what appears to be a funeral. I felt sick to my stomach. I stared at the picture until Jax spoke again.

, no lights can trespass over 1 meter. An unknown energy on this planet is “eating” the light as a food source at night. As a result, no light exists. I look up to the sky. Leon says today’s weather is perfectly clear with no cloud, so actually we are gazing into millions of stars from GX67 Galaxy, but for now, as all lights are eaten, I cannot see anything above. I wonder how breathtaking it would be if the sky is perfectly clear. All the lights in this base are made with special grade metal to lock the energy so it doesn’t get burned too fast, as a result, all the lights look like rounded light balls, fluffy and warm wandering around the trees. I follows Leon to a tent.

He sank beside Lilly and I, his hand shaking visibly as he tried to steady himself. "Marcus, what's wrong?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He glanced around nervously before leaning in close. "I saw something," he whispered. Lilly’s eyes widened in horror. "What do you mean?" she whispered. Marcus's voice trembled as he recounted the terrifying scene he had secretly witnessed. "I was hiding in the shadows, my heart racing, as the guards dragged a screaming slave into Romain's lair. Romain was in his wolf form, bound in chains, but his eyes blazed with a fierce intensity. As they entered, he unleashed a blood-curdling howl, the sound sending chills down my spine.