Novels by Navaeh Liebert

Enzo Morretti.Once I was sure she had fallen asleep, I quietly got out of bed and left the room.I was tempted to remain glued to her side.If I had wasted one more second, I wouldn't be able to leave but I had work to do.Plenty of work to do.I checked my phone for texts from Nicholas.Nothing."Shit!" I cussed.It was almost three a.m in the morning yet they were already in my office by the time I arrived."We found nothing." Nicholas repeated the message from his text."I hung around Marco all through the rest of the evening but nothing about him seemed out of place. He continued being his usual cocky self and his entire conversation to Attilio revolved around how powerful the Cosa Nostra would have grown had you married his daughter. He barely spoke to anyone else." My grandmother gave her own report.She sighed disappointedly.I had wanted anyone from the party to be Adamo's killer so badly."I checked the guests. Nothing about them seemed out of place. I focused mainly on the

Pari Morretti I couldn't feel my body and my mind kept trying to put together what had happened.I could not believe I had just seen a dead body. I could not believe I was riding in a car with a dead body just behind me.While I knew what I had gotten into being married to Enzo, I never had the time to mentally prepare myself for the inevitable.Blood.Dead bodies.Death.These people killed like they were drinking tea.During the party, someone had been able to kill Adamo.Every single person in that party was a suspect.Anyone could be Adamo's killer.Knowing Enzo's reputation and title, he definitely wasn't going to sit back about this one.He was going to retaliate and then they were going to retaliate.There would be more dead bodies, more death.Eventually, one side would be eliminated.That was the life I was living now.I would get to see the real Devil everyone had talked about.The man from our wedding was a snippet into what he could really do.The soldiers he had killed

Enzo Morretti I pushed Pari back so I could inspect Adamo's body.There was a note nailed to his chest."You took from me. Now, I'll take from you."What the actual fuck?"What is that?" Pari asked, rushing forward.Her body shook as she continued crying with her hands over her mouth.I turned to her with the card in my hand.She glued herself to my side as she read the words out loud."Call Nicholas." I carried Adamo's body out of the driver's seat to the backseat."What?""His number is saved on your phone. Call him."She nodded before taking out her phone with shaky hands.In less than a minute, my grandmother and Nicholas were with us."What the fuck?!" Nicholas gasped upon seeing Adamo's dead body."I'll drive us home." I kissed Pari to put her at ease.I didn't want to drive my wife back home in a car with a dead body in the passenger seat but I could not leave her here.I knew Adamo was not the actual target which left me with two options.Whoever did this was either targeting

Enzo Morretti Pari and I turned simultaneously to the man walking into the garden.He looked familiar but I couldn't recall where I had seen him."Isabella?" He had a huge smile on his face as he walked up to my wife.His smile, the recognition on his face, the way he addressed her all showed than whoever this punk was, he knew my wife personally.I looked at my wife who was smiling at the man despite the shocked expression on her face."Josh?" She called his name.She knew him too?"It's been forever." His eyes held so many loving emotions, I just wanted to gouge them out."Oh." He eventually noticed me when I wrapped my arm around Pari's waist, pulling her closer to me."This is Josh." She introduced him."Josh, this is my husband, Enzo." I smiled when she didn't hesitate to call me her husband."I didn't know you were married." He looked extremely disappointed."Well, I recently got married.""That explains your absence from the gallery. Five exhibitions have taken place but you'v

Pari Morretti Before the wedding, Enzo had bought some clothes for me.I thought I would never wear them after finding out Enzo was my husband.What use were clothes to a dead woman?It took me a while to pick from the many dresses he had bought.They all suited my body type and skin tone.No surprise there.I had settled for a stunning floor length blue gown with a strapless bodice and a flowing mermaid silhouette that put my curves on display.The subtle thigh high slit showcased my left leg and the daring low back made me feel like a star on the red carpet.The simplicity of the gemstone-studded pendant I opted for made it more beautiful wrapped around my neck.I had contemplated not wearing heels but eventually bought the idea when I remembered I would be glued to Enzo's side all through the evening.I definitely wasn't settling for straight hair so I swept up my hair in a neat bun but left some strands to play around my face.It was my first time dressing up to party with a very

Enzo Morretti Once it was midnight, I returned to her room to watch her sleep.She didn't take off her clothes so I highly doubt I'll be getting another pair of underwear tonight.Watching her laugh today had brought this strange feeling to my chest.Something was wrong with me and Pari was the cause.Perhaps if I got to spend one night with her, I would be okay again.She stirred in her sleep so I moved closer to the bed.She mumble something inaudible before pushing the duvet off her body.I smiled when I heard her call my name.I wasn't the only person getting affected.That was good."Hmmm, Enzo." She arched her back, pushing her hand into her trouser.Now this was interesting.I relaxed and folded my arms, watching her pleasure herself while moaning my name.I had no doubt I was present in her dream.I wondered what exactly I was doing to her that made her so high, she couldn't stop herself from recreating in real life.She kept pumping her fingers in and out of herself, moaning

Sebastian I hadn't stopped to notice before, I was too caught up in catching the Thompsons.It was so obvious, I thought James might notice it too.I waited for James to say something when he got closer.He didn't which meant he hadn't noticed anything."Leave us." I sent him out before his senses overwhelmed his excitement for revenge.He looked startled at first but dropped the box and bowed then left."I don't know what you're talking about. B….b…believe me. Please." Tyler continued crying, wiggling in his chains as he begged.I do not trust Thompsons.I made that mistake once and regretted it since then. I wasn't going to make the same mistake.They were liars just like every other human out there.However, something about Tyler's pleas sounded genuine.I could zero down him not putting on Elder wood to protect himself one day as a mistake but he repeatedly neglected wearing the damn thing.It couldn't be a trap set by his family to lure us, could it?It could but at the same tim

I coughed, looking around.I had woken up in what looked like a torture dungeon, shackles and weapons being the theme of the room.I wasn't alone in the room.He was here with me. He seemed taller than I remember.His hair covered his face, hiding the true magnitude of the rage in his expression.The dark twisted look in his eyes promised nothing short of pain.His fist tightened so that I could see the threat of his well-built muscles coiling in his body. One second he was standing far away from me, the next he was gripping my wrists and chaining them in the shackles hanging from the ceiling."It wouldn't have been fun had I done this while you were unconscious, you know?" Malice dripped from his voice. I was speechless with terror, barely managing to breathe.When he grabbed my chin roughly forcing me to look into those terrifying red eyes, I forgot to breathe."Y….y…. You're a vampire?" I still didn't want to believe that the man I had come to like was a vampir

A whole month had passed since Sebastian took over as History teacher. We had that date and many more others. I stopped having the weird dream and life at school became better. Luke and his friends were reported missing a few days after they had mysteriously disappeared. Whenever I tried to think of what could have happened to them, I never came up with something logical so I dropped the issue. At least, they wouldn't be a bother to me any longer. My parents strongly believed that something had killed them. Whatever this "something" was, they didn't care to explain more to me. All they did was give me a curfew and force me to wear the bracelet which I took off before leaving the house everyday. "Sebastian?" I took a bite from the bread, moaning as the creamy flavor and chocolates melted on my tongue. One thing I've realized was Sebastian was perfect. Not just perfectly looking but perfectly everything. He was perfect at cooking, teaching and even kissing. We weren't dati

The wide grin on his face sent shivers down my spine.Everyone seemed lost in his beauty, too lost to notice how he grinned at me.Or was I imagining things? He looked exactly like the man with the beautiful hair from my dream yet, he looked different from him.The man from my dreams had hair as dark as this man but while his was decorated with crimson, this man's was not.Also, the man from my dreams had eyes as red as blood but this man had emerald eyes instead.Excluding those features, they looked exactly the same.I didn't have enough time to think about why this man looked like the one from my dream as a loud uproar of claps had filled the air. Finally breaking eye contact with me, the new History teacher bowed curtly and took more steps into the classroom.Just that short walk from the door to the board would beat an entire runway of models.So impeccable, so elegant."Thank you for the warm welcome." Deep, rich and velvety, his tone was like the gentle caress of the Su

I woke up the next morning with a headache but that wasn't what concerned me.Something else had happened in my dream last night, asides seeing that man's hair.He had said something to me and looked at me but I could not remember what he said nor could I remember what he looked like.One thing was for sure though, his voice had surpassed my expectations. Replaying his voice in my head, my morning erection worsened to a painful state.Even though I could not recall what he had said, I could never forget the honeyed warmth of his voice.Just when I thought watching his hair would be my favourite part of my dream, his voice proved me wrong.I put my legs together, trying to stop my growing erection but that didn't work.I tried to stop recalling his voice but I couldn't. It had chosen a permanent spot in my head and wouldn't go away. "Mmphmm." I whimpered when I felt precum on my finger.My eyes went wide open when I realized what I was doing.I gasped, staring at the mess I

Sweat dripped from Tyler's forehead as he quickened his pace. The deserted street seemed to stretch on forever."Thompson!" Luke's voice sent a shiver down Tyler's spine. Scared of what he might do if he caught him, Tyler broken into a sprint immediately."Help!" He screamed, his backpack bouncing against his shoulders.His voice echoed off buildings but no one responded.Tyler's breath caught in his throat when Luke's laughter closed in and rough hands pushed him to the ground."What is wrong with you Thompson? I never asked you to run, did I?" "P…. please." Tyler stuttered, scrambling to his knees."Why didn't you do my assignment?" Luke's kick connected with Tyler's side, sending him back to the ground."It was a project." Tyler corrected, wincing."Same thing, you little shit." One of Luke's friends slapped Tyler."All you had was one simple task, Thompson and you failed." Crouching to his level, Luke held him in an intimidating stare. "There were specific instructions not to