Novels by Nini

Luca’s POV (Flashback) Ten years ago. I didn’t want to be there. That was the first thing I remember. Father had insisted Vincent and I follow him to visit one of his old friends and business partners. I didn’t care who the man was. I didn’t care about the meeting. All I wanted was to stay home. Locked in my room. Away from people. Away from expectations. But with my father, there was no arguing. So I came. We arrived at a mansion not too long after. It was big, clean and expensive but not like ours. Vincent walked beside Father like always, quiet, composed… perfect. Always trying so hard to be the good son. I walked behind them, hands in my pockets, already bored. The moment we stepped inside, I stopped listening. Their voices faded into the background as they gree

Luca's POV.I had no idea where Adriana was and that alone was enough to make my chest feel tight.Something that didn’t sit right in my stomach.I had been trying to tell myself she was fine. That she just needed space. My hand tightened around my phone as I tried her number again.Once. Twice. Three times.No answer.Not even a ring.Just that cold automated voice telling me the number could not be reached.She had switched it off.That made my jaw clench harder.I stood in the middle of the room, phone still in my hand, staring at nothing.My mind kept running through possibilities I didn’t want to consider.What if Vincent pushed her too far?What if she finally broke?What if she left the mansion in anger and something happened on the way?There was another thought too.One I didn’t like at all.The past.The fact that she

Adriana's POV.The moment I stepped into that living room, I already knew what I was going to do.I had thought about it over and over again.For years, I had tried to be what my father wanted.Quiet. Obedient. Perfect.Hoping that maybe… just maybe… one day he would look at me differently.With pride. With love. With something.But that day never came.It never would.Because I had seen it. The way he looked at me.Since I was a child.Cold. Distant.Like I was something he tolerated… not something he loved.He hated me.And deep down…I think he wished I was the one who never made it out alive.A tight knot formed in my chest, but I pushed it down.Because right now…This wasn’t about him.This was about me.About my life.About my child.My hand moved instinctively to my stomach.I wasn’t going to bring my baby into a home like that.A home filled with lies. With betrayal. With pain.Vincent had made sure of that.The thought of Stella made my chest tighten again.Pregnant and poss

Vincent's POV.I had just stormed out of the hospital, and the anger inside me refused to settle.Each step I took down the hallway felt heavier, sharper. The sound of my shoes against the floor echoed louder than usual, almost like the building itself could feel the tension rolling off me.My jaw was clenched so tight it hurt.Luca.The name alone made something twist violently inside my chest.Who the hell did he think he was?The image replayed in my mind again.My hand around Adriana’s neck. Her struggling. Then—Him.Running in like some hero and punching me, like I was nothing.My hands curled into fists as I stepped outside, the cold air hitting my face. It did nothing to calm me down.Nothing.Because that wasn’t even the part that bothered me the most.No.It was the way she ran to him. The way she held onto him like she needed him. Like he was the one she trusted. Like he was the one who could protect her and the way he held her back…Tight. Possessive.My stomach turned.Co

Adriana's POV.The moment I stepped into the mansion, I knew I couldn’t stay there any longer. Everything about this place suddenly felt wrong.It didn’t feel like home anymore, then again it stopped feeling like home, long time ago.I didn’t say a word as I walked in. The staff greeted me like they always did, polite and careful, but I ignored every single one of them.I didn’t have the energy.Didn’t have the patience.Didn’t have the strength to pretend everything was fine.Because it wasn’t.Not even close.I walked straight upstairs, my steps quick, almost desperate. Straight to our bedroom.The moment I stepped inside, I froze.For a second, I just stood there, staring at everything.The bed. The sheets. The pillows. Memories flooded in all at once, both the good ones and the bad ones.A bitter feeling settled in my chest.I let out a shaky breath and forced myself to move.I walked straight to the wardrobe and pulled it open, then I started packing.Clothes were pulled out and

Luca's POV.As I walked down the hallway toward my father’s private room, my steps were steady, controlled. Then I saw them.Vincent. Adriana.At first, it didn’t register properly.My eyes caught the movement… the way they stood too close… the tension in the air. Then I saw his hand around her neck.Tight.Too tight.Her feet were barely touching the ground.Everything inside me went still for half a second. Then it exploded.Rage.Pure. Violent. Uncontrolled.I didn’t think. I didn’t hesitate.I moved fast. Before Vincent could even react, my fist connected with his face.Hard.The impact echoed in the hallway as his body staggered back and hit the ground.For a second, everything froze. Then Adriana moved. She ran straight into me. Her hands grabbed onto my shirt, her body shaking as she buried her face into my chest.She was crying and that… that did something to me.Something deeper than anger.Instinctively, my arms wrapped around her.Tight. Protective.“It’s okay,” I said, my

Chapter 46. Jax. This wasn’t the first time being near Camryn sent jolts through my body but today, it hit different. My wolf stirred the second she touched me in training. It was like the rest of the class disappeared, like it was just her and me in that room. And I know she felt it too. Throughout the rest of the class, she got all jumpy, couldn’t even throw a punch without flinching. The moment class ended, she practically ran out of the class. I tried going after her but she was too fast. Then Heather showed up out of nowhere, looping her arm around mine. “Hey, Jaxie,” she said in that high, sugary voice. I cringed. When we were still together, that was the nickname she used on me and back then it didn't irritate me as much as it did now. Camryn had already vanished down the hallway. I sighed and looked down at the girl holding on to my arm. There was a time I thought Heather and I w

Chapter 45. Camryn. I had just finished brushing my hair when I caught Heather's reflection in the mirror, dancing around in her pajamas, while singing completely off-key and very into her own private concert. She twirled once, then noticed me watching. “What?” she asked with a grin. “Ariana Grande’s in a good mood today,” I said, raising a brow. “Haha, funny,” she shot back, clearly unbothered as she flopped onto her bed. I swear, with Heather, you could set a clock to when she’d start talking. Right on cue… “Jax and I are talking again,” she said casually, like she hadn’t been avoiding him for weeks. “Not dating yet, just talking but I think it’s only a matter of time before we get back together. I can feel it.” “That’s nice,” I said, zipping up my bag. “Are you even listening?” she asked, sitting up. “Yeah. I hope you guys do get back together. Y

Chapter 44.Kian.I stood there, watching her lose it.Principal Parker had pulled us aside earlier, said she was worried about Camryn and told us to check in on her, make sure she was okay. We all nodded like we agreed, like we trusted Elaine’s concern, but deep down, I didn’t buy it. Camryn was right. Elaine knew something. She was lying straight to our faces, and the others? They either believed her or were too afraid to admit they didn’t.But I believed Camryn.Yeah, maybe she was getting too invested, maybe she was letting it take over her life but that didn’t make her wrong. The prophecy is real. The signs are there. And Elaine? She believes in it too. She’s hiding something.And I’m going to find out what it is.***In the meantime… I had no idea what I was doing standing outside Camryn’s window at midnight.The moon was high, the woods behind me were quiet, and yet... I just stood ther

Chapter 43.Camryn.For the past few days, Principal Parker had been calling me to her office, always saying she just wanted to “check in.” It was weird.I told the guys about it, but they didn’t think much of it. In fact, they went on and on about how Principal Parker was the nicest person in the world. How she helped each of them when they needed someone. How she was basically a mother figure here at Lupinemere.But I wasn’t buying it. I could see right through her.I was starting to believe she knew everything, about the book, the prophecy, the She-Wolf... even the truth behind my parents' murder.So I made up my mind. The next time she called me in, I’d confront her.----Mr. Grimpsy’s class was dragging, as usual. I was barely staying awake when a student walked in and called my name."Principal Parker wants to see you," they said.I didn’t even try to hide the excitement. Finally.

Chapter 42.Camryn.The wind howled through the trees, cold and wild, sending shivers down my spine. I stood alone in the woods, the moon high above me. Something was out there, circling the trees. I couldn’t see it, but I felt it. The hair on my arms stood on the edge.“Hello?” I called out, my voice shaky. “Who’s there?”No answer, just silence… and then a whisper carried by the wind.“Camryn… Camryn… Camryn…”My heart pounded in my chest. I spun around, searching through the darkness. And then something lunged at me from the shadows.I screamed, kicking out, hard.A yelp.“Ow! What the hell, Camryn!” Heather’s voice snapped me out of it.I blinked, panting, soaked in sweat. I was in bed. A nightmare. Just a nightmare.“I’m so sorry!” I gasped, sitting up. “What were you doing by my bed?”Heather rubbed the side of her face. “You were crying in your sleep. I was trying to wake you up.”“Oh.” I looked down, suddenly embarrassed. “Bad dream.”She gave me a look, gentle but hesitant. “

Chapter 41. Jax. I couldn’t sleep. Not because I wasn’t tired but because Camryn’s words wouldn’t stop echoing in my head. “I think I’m the she-wolf.” I mean, what even is that supposed to mean? I turned on my side in bed, staring at the shadows dancing across the ceiling from the moonlight. I had heard about prophecies and old legends, sure. Every werewolf kid grows up with those stories whispered around fires during pack gatherings but no one ever thinks they’ll actually come true. And definitely not with some girl who just stumbled into our lives. But there was something about the way she said it. She meant it, she wasn’t just fishing for attention. Camryn didn’t need that, if anything, she tried to avoid it. I sat up and swung my legs over the bed. When Isaac dragged me to that secret meeting, I was annoyed. Thought it was going to be another one of Camryn’s drama episodes and I’ve had enough of those to last me a lifetime but when she brought out that book and I