Why Is Mark So Strong Invincible Novels & Stories

Thank you again for sticking with me and reading; Marked, Broken and Carrying his Heir.

Edward said. “Dad, you guys don’t understand, I fought this guy on the day he just woke up and he nearly overwhelmed me and now I am telling you that he is much stronger than he was that day. That guy can easily kill Mariah.” “But he didn’t,” Irene said. “Exactly,” Aliyah concurred. “Like you said, he can easily kill her, so why protect her to the extent he would be weakened himself?” “Mom, he is obviously trying to buy her over.” Asher said.

"You know the rules. Contact means consequences. For both of you." I stare at the message, my jaw clenching. Marcus has been my mentor since everything changed. He's kept me alive, taught me how to control my abilities, how to channel the wolf without losing myself to it. He's saved my life more times than I can count. But he doesn't understand what it's like to be this close to her after all these years and do nothing. He doesn't understand what it's like to have your soul mate ripped away. Another text: "They're watching. If you reveal yourself, if you break protocol, they'll come for her too."

The door clicked shut behind me, sealing us both inside that charged space. He moved slowly, deliberately, as if unsure how I would react. Every muscle in his body was coiled tight, restrained power just waiting to snap free. His shirt hung loosely open, exposing a slender, lean torso. A faint scar traced a line down his abdomen—a reminder of battles fought long ago. His chest still heaved with each ragged breath, and I could see the effort it took him just to keep it together. His entire presence was raw, unfiltered strength, and I felt it all in every nerve ending.

I just don't want to push you too far too quickly. 'I was there for eleven years, Marcus,' I tell him softly. 'And as much as they tried to break my spirit, they couldn't. All it did is make me stronger. At least, that's what I like to think. My physical injuries...the marks they left...it is all a reminder of what I have been through. It isn't my sign of weakness. It shows me what others have thought they could do to me in the past. Now, it's my turn to show them what I am capable of. I refuse to bow down to anyone, including your Alpha, Beta Marcus. If he doesn't want me, that's fine, but I am not going to lay down and take his abuse just because I am perceived as weaker than him.'

Mark was not even bothered at alllll, he was still standing with his hands folded on his chest. That made everyone wondered, on his level of confidence..... The grandwar masters attacked at once, their strike was so powerful but reflexively none of their Punch got to Mark. He swiftly dodge the Punches. Everyone was awed by that one single display of his. "You......" One of the grandwar masters glared at him. He was very much convinced before now that a punch of his was un-dodgeable as it's usually very fast. His meaty face turned crimson with anger in an instant. 'You asked for it punk!" With that he launched forward and introduced Mark to his supersonic punch. Instantly, everyone's heart wh

He looked exhausted from the fight and– My eyes widened at the pain I felt inside. Lucien hadn’t marked me yet, but I felt his pain when he was close enough. It seemed like he was reaching his limit. How could that be possible? “Oh no, Eva! I think the Order put some kind of a spell on him that weakened him. They summoned Markus and him intentionally, because they knew that he would be the biggest obstacle in their goal. They can’t kill him, but there are ways to weaken his energy for a certain amount of time. They utilized that.”

“No, I want to keep these scars so that they will remind me to never go back to the days when I was at the mercy of others like I was before.” Tammy smiled wryly and said, “I might sound a little childish, but that’s what I think. I want to make myself stronger. Only then will I be qualified to get revenge and have the ability to help those who are as weak as me.” Sienna smiled lightly and agreed, “That’s a good idea. I don’t think that it’s childish.” The reason why human beings were human beings was because of warmth, a conscience, empathy for the weak, and morality.

Her throat felt suddenly, inexplicably warm. “You’re not weak,” she said, surprising even herself. “You got ambushed by six armed men, Mark. Anyone would’ve—” “Not me.” His jaw flexed. “I should’ve been better. Faster.” Mia looked at him for a long moment, anger and fear twisting inside her in ways she didn’t have the emotional vocabulary to understand. “You’re not invincible. And pretending you are doesn’t make it true.” He said nothing. But something in his face softened, as though her words had hit a place in him he didn’t let anyone reach.

Man, this mate stuff was quite confusing. Calming himself down, Zhane asked Mark, “Aren’t you supposed to have super strength or something”? “What am I? A comic book character? Superman? No, I am not even a man. I am just a boy… who is a nerd.” Mark sighed. “You… think you are a regular human being?” Zhane asked, baffled by his words.