Wreck-it Ralph Markowski Novels & Stories

Marco is one of the personal guards for the Luna from the Blood River pack, so he was on duty in the hall outside their suite when we came down the hall. My initial impression of him was how impressively large of a werewolf he is. He's not quite as big as their Alpha wolf, but close. A broad and muscular man, with a serious expression that makes him look intimidating. Marco is exactly what you think of when you imagine a bodyguard. He is clean shaven, with his black hair cut into a Caesar style haircut. His bronzed skin makes his light brown eyes stand out like shining topaz jewels. I swear my heart skipped a beat when his plum and rhubarb scent hit my nose for the first time and my wolf, Me

I didn't have an answer I just stood there and took it. "He was twenty-three," Mira continued, her voice breaking. "He had his whole life ahead of him. He was supposed to get married next spring. Did you know that? Did you even know his name?" Shame washed over me. "No. I didn't." "Marcus. His name was Marcus." Tears kept falling. "And he's dead all because of you because they wanted you." "I'm sorry." The words felt pathetically small. "I'm so sorry."

“Myself, Marco DeLuca, and Victor Moroz.” “Marco and Victor?” Willow’s breath hitched. “They were in the circle? That explains Marco’s presence at the gates.” Roman gave a sharp nod. “I tasked Marco with the tech. Besides being a formidable Enforcer, that male is a ghost in the machine, a master of frequencies and hidden echoes. He rigged Vincent’s stone so we could hear the scratching of his thoughts even when he wasn’t projecting. As Marco holds stakes in the Vale’s northern trade routes, he was more than eager to excise that parasite from the pack hierarchy.”

“Ralph convinced them to stay. I don’t know how, but they’re not selling. Not now. Not to me.” Marco let out a dry chuckle. “You sound surprised. That boy's been holding this place together with duct tape and charm since your fall from grace. Hope they say is dangerous, we could have executed this for a long time if you had listened to me. Convincing the investors is just the simplest thing for him to do, given that he has been in the system for a long time, plus they trust him more than you." Marco turned, his voice cool and deliberate. “Then remove him from the equation. If only you can look at the brighter side of it, we can send him to a coma maybe for a year or a lifetime, depending on

Alpha Marco and Rodrigo returned to the apartment occupied by the CEO, the young man with glasses walked lightly to his apartment and is full of smiles, a sight that rarely happens. They chat and let go of homesickness, Marco is like a father figure to Rodrigo, a man who doubles as Alpha, as a caregiver, as a guide, and as the only support in his life. Marco is also the most credited person who has made him. A werewolf who turned into a successful businessman, with higher education, all thanks to a man named Marco Hall.

"But you are alone in this. I have joined forces with Luka and together, we will ensure that the kingdom has a brighter future without you." Ardolf's heart sank as Markus mentioned Luka's name. Luka was a greedy werewolf who had long harbored ambitions of seizing the throne for himself. Ardolf had never suspected Markus of having an alliance with Luka, but he had never imagined that Markus would go so far as to betray him and join forces with Luka to overthrow him. "Markus, please reconsider," Ardolf pleaded, desperation creeping into his voice. "Think of all that we have built together. Is this how you want our legacy to be remembered? As traitors who turned against each other for personal

I couldn’t believe our luck because it’s almost impossible to see the head Alpha and I would meet with him in six days. In six days I’ll stand in front of him and tell him that Alex Jennings is the wolf killer everybody’s wondering about and most people think doesn’t even exist but Mark showed me his trail of dead wolves all over and he’s been doing it for years. Mark has a list of names, there’s around fifty names on it and for some reason he’s sadistic as well and he carves the name Kifo on their chests.

However, I trusted Marco for this mission. He was one of the few good navigators we had at home. He was a born explorer, so I trusted the fact of his direction. “I'm afraid we'll run into something strong,” Ralf said. “After all, this is a haunted swamp.” And as if the environment finally came to life, the hovercraft jerked, and the engine cut out. “Damn,” Marco whispered. “We need to check what's going on.”

"Okay. Informed her that I'll be on my way there." "Yes, Boss." Marcus' life was full of secrets. He has an unrevealed side. His werewolf side. Yes, Marcus was half human and half werewolf. His father, Alfonso, was a full-blooded werewolf who was destined to be mated by a human, his mother. Then, they were gifted with two lovable pups - Marcus and Madison. Marcus was an Alpha itself. A conceited and heartless Alpha to the Blue-Eyed Pack. Their pack was considered one of the most biggest packs in West City.

she finally managed to say, but the large Alpha at the end of the table shook his head, as if cutting off any consideration of the other man. "No worries, Darling. We'll have him taken care of by the end of the week. By the end of the month your mark will have begun to fade. Once Reed marks you it will fade even faster. Especially if we keep on giving you the injections for a couple of months. With your wolf suppressed we can get rid of the mark in two months, tops. If Reed marks and mates you a month from now, it ought to be completely gone in time for the wedding. We probably won't even be able to see it in pictures when these two get married." Lyra giggled and laid her head against Luca's