Novels by Mariposa123

48 Hours before"Hey bro, what's up?", Edgar asked a very tired looking Leo."Hm", Leo acknowledged his presence without even looking at him."Woah. You look like quite stressed out", Edgar noted."You can't even begin to imagine. With dad away settling the investors overseas and also working on something secret I don't know about, I have to take care of everything here and many other major issues. It's taxing", Leo replied."Too bad dude. See this is why I would never want to be you.""Of course. You are better off just being irresponsible and childish", Leo fired"Hey! That hurt you know?", Edgar said pretending to look hurt."Whatever. What do you want this time? Why did you come?""Heol! Are you trying to say I can't come to see you without wanting something?", Edgar asked pitifully"Yes", Leo replied blankly. "What did you do?", he asked"Nothing! Ah you really don't have much fate in me. Well for your

Knock knock. "Enter" "Miss Turner, the interview will begin shortly." "Alright. You may leave.", Cassie responded. She sighed before trying to call Sarah again. Beep Beep. The sound of the line being disconnected came through on her phone. "Once again there was no reply", she sighed again before putting down her phone. She couldn't really blame Sarah, she was a bit too harsh to her last time. Cassie sighed again before standing up from her chair. She put herself together and headed towards the room where the interview was going to take place. Today they were holding an interview for the post of Assistant to the Marketing Manager. The last one was fired due to his incompetence. And to prevent that from happening again she wanted to oversee this interview herself. She wouldn't be the one conducting the interview. She would just sit on the sidelines and watch the procedure noting down some important things or anyone who pa

"Who came to see you?", Leo asked with his brows raised."Miss Lee, Miss Turner's friend I believe", Edgar replied nonchalantly"Oh? And what did she want?", he asked relaxing on his chair."She wanted you.""What?!", Leo nearly choked on his saliva."Oh?", Edgar raised his eyes to him"I didn't mean it that way. She came asking about you.""Asking about me?""Yeah. She wanted to know your information."Leo thought about it for a while before he slowly asked in a low voice,"Well.... was she asking for herself or did she say someone sent her?"Edgar eyed his friend for a long time. Looks like Leo's feelings for Cassie ran deep. He clearly wanted to know if she was looking for him. Could this actually be a good thing?"She said she was there for a friend." Leo's eyes sparked"But I don't exactly think Miss Turner actually sent her, if that's what you wanted to know"Leo raised his eyes.

Minetti MansionLeo sat in front of his father. His father had been silent since he arrived and honestly it was beginning to get on his nerves. He was not in the mood for whatever mind games his father wanted to play with him, he thought as he sighed wearily. He glanced at his father again.Growing up, Leo couldn't exactly his father was the best father. Heck! His father wasn't even a normal father much less the best. At a very young age Leo was already being trained for when he would take over his father's position in the Mafia. At age 7, he was already being trained in martial arts. Age 10, and his father already thought he was old enough to use a gun. He remembered on his 12th birthday his father had gifted him a gun as a present. "Definitely not a normal father", Leo smirked. But then again his family wasn't a normal one anyway. But regardless of how weird Leo's father might have been, he had loved his mother. And that was one thing Leo respected about him. He had

"Nothing?", Cassie asked as she looked at Sarah. "Yes nothing. I couldn't find a record of any Leo around either Lucian Santino; which was quite understandable at first because it seemed they weren't too close but with Edgar Monroe? I was expecting to find something since they seemed really close but I couldn't find anything. It's almost as if such a person doesn't exist around them.", she replied. Cassie fell into deep thought. It's either Leo was no one significant which seemed very unlikely because they should at least be able to find something about him if he was ordinary or he wasn't an ordinary person at all. Then who was he? He was acquaintances with two very powerful people and now they couldn't find anything about him. "Anyways I think maybe I didn't dig deep enough. Maybe I should try...." "No don't", Cassie said "What? Why?", Sarah asked her dumbfounded. "No need. I shouldn't focus myself on finding some man anyway. It's not my way.

"He's here! Everyone to your stations!". These were the shouts that rang through the precinct as the police officers readied themselves for the arrival of one of the most important figure in their entire State Security Department.He walked in with a powerful aura. Calm yet powerfully he headed straight for the Chief's office ignoring all the people who had lined to greet him."Woah. Who is he?", one of the younger policemen asked an older one."Sealey", the older one replied."Detective James Sealey. One of the most brilliant detective in our entire State Department if not the entire country", he continued in awe."Woah", the younger one responded surprised."Then what is he doing here?", another young officer asked."I heard he was recently transferred to our District on Special assignment", the elder one replied."Really?", the officer responded as he looked towards the Chief's office where the man was currently shaking hand

The dungeon beneath Moonridge Estate was cold and dimly lit, its stone walls breathing out the scent of damp earth and fear. The torches flickered as two figures sat chained to opposite pillars: Malik and his younger partner. Hours had passed since their capture and neither of them had spoken a word. The guards had tried growling threats, cold silence, even intimidation tactics, but the men remained stone-faced. Malik stared straight ahead, jaw clenched, his silence defiant. Then Samuel entered. The Alpha’s footsteps echoed across the stone floor, measured and deliberate. His presence alone shifted the air, heavy with power and authority. Behind him came Marco, eyes like flint, and two guards who lingered at the door. Samuel didn’t speak at first. He merely looked at the men, one by one, and when he finally did, his voice was calm, controlled and dangerous. "You’ve been caught within my borders and you’re accused of trespassing, attacking a member of my pack, and abduction. That’s en

The silence that followed Amanda’s words was thick enough to choke on. "Tessa." The name still hung in the air when everything erupted at once. Tessa’s sharp gasp sliced through the stillness. "What?! You can't be serious!", she shrieked, her voice trembling and wild. Amanda didn’t blink. "I heard them say your name. They said ‘Miss Tessa’ gave the order that you wanted me gone." Samuel’s expression hardened instantly, but he didn’t speak. Skylar turned to face Tessa, eyes narrowing into cold slits. Cassian’s jaw clenched beside him. Celeste’s hands flew to her mouth, her eyes darting between the two girls. Tessa’s face flushed red as she spun toward Samuel. "Alpha, you can’t believe this! She’s just trying to humiliate me because she’s jealous!", she shouted. "Jealous? You hired men to drug me and drag me into the woods", Amanda said quietly, her tone slicing through the noise. Marco broke the silence, his voice low. "That’s a very serious accusation, Miss Hale", he s

The world was silver at dawn, the kind of cold, shimmering light that blurred the line between dreams and waking. Mist coiled low across the forest floor, wrapping around Amanda's ankles as she stumbled through it, guided by two grim-faced rogue men. They didn’t speak, neither did she. The taller one glanced back at her once, his expression tight. "Our Alpha says this is where we leave you." Amanda’s voice came out hoarse, weak. "You mean my father", she pointed out. He flinched, unsure how to respond, then simply nodded and stepped back. The other man handed her a threadbare cloak. "You might want to cover up. If any patrols spot you first…" Amanda pulled the cloak tighter around her shoulders, every muscle aching. "You don’t have to warn me", she said stiffly. The taller rogue hesitated again, looking like he wanted to say something, but then turned away. "Good luck, Silver Wolf", was all he said finally and then they were gone, melting into the trees like shadows that never

The tension in Moonridge had grown so thick, even the air felt brittle. Every breath burned, every second stretched taut between hope and despair. The search had gone on for three days. Warriors returned empty-handed, faces drawn and muddy, their scent of failure thick in the halls of the Blackthorne estate. Amanda was still missing. Skylar stood in the council room, his palms pressed flat against the long oak table, his knuckles white. He hadn’t slept, not truly. His eyes were bloodshot, his shirt crumpled, his jaw unshaven. He looked feral. Samuel sat at the head of the table, face carved from stone. Marco, his second-in-command, and several senior wolves lined the sides, murmuring updates and theories. "…no trace by the river. We found her scent near the south ridge, but it ends abruptly", Marco was saying. Skylar’s voice cut through the air like a blade. "Then it wasn’t an accident." The room stilled. He straightened, his gaze burning with something cold and dangerous. "Amanda

Chaos had a sound, some might think it didn't, but it did. A sound that pulsed through the walls of the Blackthorne estate like a living thing. The sound of hurried footsteps, shouted orders, the faint, choked sobs of a mother who’d run out of tears. In short, Moonridge was in turmoil and rightly so because Amanda Hale was gone. Every hall of the mansion bore the echo of her name, servants calling it softly like a prayer, warriors growling it like a curse. The search had started just after dawn, when Skylar broke into her empty room and raised the alarm. Now, it had expanded far beyond the estate grounds. "Search the east side of the estate again!", Samuel’s voice boomed through the courtyard. The lines on his face were sharper now, his eyes shadowed. "If she’s out there, I want her found before nightfall. Do you hear me? Before nightfall!" "Yes, Alpha!", voices chorused before scattering into the forest. Celeste stood nearby, her hands trembling as she wrung her shawl. Her eyes w

This time the first thing Amanda felt was the damp, earthy air, then, pain. A dull ache spread from her neck down her spine, each breath dragging fire into her lungs. Her eyes fluttered open. The world came into focus slowly, a dimly lit space with wooden walls patched together from mismatched planks. A tent or a shack; she couldn’t tell. The air smelled of smoke and pine sap, and something feral lingered beneath it, the scent of wolves. Her wrists were free now, but her arms were heavy, her skin marked with faint bruises. She tried to move, stumbled, and caught herself on a rickety table. Her head spun. "Where am I?", she thought to herself. The last thing she remembered was claws, laughter, and the swing of a club before the world had gone black. Footsteps approached outside, she froze, heart thudding. The door creaked open. A tall man stepped in, not one of the rogues from before. He looked older, though not frail; his presence filled the small room with quiet authority. His hair