Novel & Cerita Jean X Marco

Completely white. Someone had taken him. Mind manipulation. That rare spell. And there was only one person capable of that— "Fuck," Jaxon groaned as he pushed himself upright. Blood streamed down his forehead. My breath hitched despite the warm sting spreading from my torn knee. "Jaxon—you're hurt!" He wiped the blood away like it was nothing, smearing red across his knuckles before his gaze locked onto me. "I need to get you out of here." He was already moving, urgency sharp in his voice. "This place isn't safe."

“And she’ll use what’s closest to you to do it. And you know that it is going to end up tearing you from the inside.” I didn’t ask who he meant. “I’m tightening patrols,” I said. “Anyone who will cross the boarder without my knowledge will pay the price of it. And if she believes that she can touch what is mine, then she is in for the surprise of the season, and that surprise is only going to burn her alive.” Dominic’s mouth curved slightly. “That’s the Marcel I remember.”

What's the use coming here with him when he can't even say their real status with his parents. She admits that she is not qualified since she can't match his status and glamour. How can an orphan like her match with the famous Acceturo Clan? It's totally understandable. "Mom! Enough of the match making for me, Okay? That's the reason why I was marked as a playboy... The woman you are letting me date is really not my type! they are all superficial... How can I marry that kind of woman? Think about it..." Xavier pleadingly explained to his Mom Divine.

I almost suffocated and he gave me a glare when I turned my face to him, signalling me to quiet down or else he would push my face down again. I guessed this one bodyguard had been waiting to do this to me. I knew he took Cassie's side in this house. Now that Ricky no longer cared about me, he dared to treat me harshly. Well, let's just see how long he could act that way when I finally become the next Godfather. "Pack her stuff quick. Mr Xavier wants her out before he comes down again," Dome ordered Marco and Luffy.

Xander shouted out, his hand hovering near the hidden security system behind the frame. "It's a friend," replied a familiar voice. Xander hesitated before opening the door gingerly. Marco, an old ally from their concealing days, was standing there. His arrival sent a tremor of bewilderment throughout the room. "Marco?" Xander enquired, standing aside to allow him in. "I'm sorry to barge in like this," Marco murmured, his face stern. "But I have information you need to hear." The family gathered around Marco as he began to talk.

She feels the tension even if she doesn’t understand all of it. I know I fucked up with Xander. I know how bad it looks. I still don’t care. I won’t let anyone disrespect her. Not him. Not anyone. My phone vibrates inside my jacket. I leave it there. Marco’s phone buzzes right after. He checks it, his jaw tightening. “And so it starts,” he mutters. “What?” He turns the screen toward me. The video is shaky. Grainy. Still clear enough. Me. My fist. Xander Chen. The Gala of Hearts. The Éclat Magazine watermark sits in the corner like a warning.

“Girl, I knew he was too damn fine to be safe. But why didn’t you stop when you realized the files were... you know…illegal?” I shrugged. “Couldn’t back down, Daya. You know I hate quitting.” She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they’d stick. “That stubbornness is gonna get you killed one day.” She leaned closer. “So you think Marco’s, like, from the… Maroon fam—” “Marano,” I corrected automatically. “Not Maroon. And yeah, obviously. Why else would he announce his last name like that? But I don’t get it—I just helped Xavier. It’s not like I’m walking around with the file in my pocket.”

​ANG TAGUAN NI MARCO ​Hindi sila dumeretso sa AXL Towers. Sa halip, dinala sila ni Xander sa isang abandonadong shipyard sa Cavite. Doon, sinalubong sila ng isang lalaking may pilat na sa mukha at may bitbit na mabigat na baril—si Marco Santillan. ​"Xander! Aria!" sigaw ni Marco sabay yakap sa kanyang matalik na kaibigan. "Akala ko ay tuluyan na kayong naging French royalty at kinalimutan na ang dugong Pinoy."

Max grumbled. “Are you in that big of hurry to die?” Marco returned the smirk as he circled his prey. “You aren’t wolf enough to kill me.” Max taunted. “Actually, YOU aren’t wolf enough.” Marco allowed Jax to surface and joined with him. Marco’s hand shifted into a claw, and he swiped at Max’s chest cutting into his flesh from his left shoulder down across to his right pelvis. “Did you think you really you were going to get away with taking the most important treasure in my life!” Marco growled slashing again, making contact with Max making him hiss again as his blood flowed from his chest.

"Because there was nothing you could do, she's his mate after all, and you can't take her from him." Marco turned to him, and he could read the anger and hatred filled in his eyes, but he knew very well that he could not defeat Xavier. "I'll take her, and you'll see it with your own eyes. Astraea is mine. She's my love. I lost her once before to Xavier. I won't lose her again." The mysterious person looked at him angrily "You know very well that you can't stand Xavier, Marco." The other smiled a mysterious smile, before turning back and looking at Xavier with hatred