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Who the hell is the bad man

Author: M-writez
last update publish date: 2026-09-29 04:12:44

"Mama. The bad man is coming. The one who killed Lucian. He's not dead. He's been waiting. And he wants to take me too."

Lyra's words echoed in my mind as the family mobilized around us. The safe house was a flurry of activity. Marco's men checked weapons. Enzo and Elara fortified the perimeter. Natalia coordinated with the council, calling in every favor, every ally, every debt owed. And Dante stood at the center of it all, his gray eyes burning with cold fury.

"Who is he?" I demanded, holding
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    "My blood ran cold the moment I heard your voice. I knew what you were before you said a single word."The voice in my mind laughed, a cold, scraping sound that made my bones ache. It was ancient. Older than the tomb. Older than the curse. Older than anything I'd ever encountered. And it was coming for me.You know nothing, child. You've barely scratched the surface of what exists beyond your world. But you will learn. They always learn. Before the end."Show yourself."In time. First, you have a war to fight. Cornelius Vale marches on your city. He thinks he can claim the children. He thinks he can control the power. But he's a fool. He's always been a fool."You created him. You created the Order. You created everything."I created the beginning. Others created the rest. But Cornelius was my favorite. A perfect tool. Until he failed. Until you destroyed his work. Now I have to start over. But you can help me, Essa. You can be the vessel I've been waiting for."I'll never help you."

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The price you need to pay

    "You're different. I can feel it. What did that stone do to you?"Dante's voice was rough with fear, his gray eyes searching mine for something he recognized. I was sitting up in bed, my body humming with a power I didn't understand. The penthouse was quiet. Lyra was asleep in the next room. Enzo and Elara were guarding the door. Marco was coordinating security. And Lucian's presence was peaceful in my mind for the first time since I'd learned he existed."I'm still me," I said, but the words felt hollow. "I'm just... more.""More what?""I don't know. The guardian said I'm a bridge now. Between worlds. Between life and death. Between light and shadow." I looked at my hands, at the faint glow that pulsed beneath my skin. "I can feel things I couldn't feel before. Souls. Energies. The heartbeat of the city. It's like I'm connected to everything."Dante sat beside me on the bed, his hand finding mine. His grip was warm, grounding. "Can you still feel me?""Always." I lifted his hand to

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Guardian’s Bargain

    "You want me to kill my own daughter? Is that what you're asking?"The guardian's eyes burned with ancient fire, its shifting form pulsing with something that might have been sympathy or might have been hunger. We stood in the heart of the tomb, the single flame casting shadows that danced like living things. Lyra was in Dante's arms, her small face pressed against his shoulder. Enzo and Elara flanked us, weapons drawn. Marco's men guarded the entrance."I'm not asking you to kill anyone," the guardian said, its voice like stones grinding together. "I'm telling you what the curse requires. The firstborn of the cursed bloodline must give their life. That is the only way to free the others.""Then find another way." Dante's voice was ice, but I could feel the heat of his fury radiating off him. "My daughter is three years old. She's innocent. She hasn't done anything to deserve this.""Innocence is irrelevant. The curse doesn't care about innocence. It only cares about balance. A life f

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Lion’s Den

    The Marchetti estate was a monument to old money and older violence.Marble floors stretched in every direction, polished to a mirror shine. Crystal chandeliers hung from ceilings painted with frescoes depicting scenes of war and conquest. Men in dark suits lined the walls like statues, their eyes tracking our every move, their hands never far from the weapons hidden beneath their jackets.Dante walked beside me, his hand resting on the small of my back, a possessive gesture that was both protective and claiming. His wound was still healing, but he moved with the same predatory grace, his gray eyes scanning the room, cataloging exits and threats."Remember what I told you," he murmured, his lips barely moving. "Let me do the talking.""I remember.""Good."We were led into a study that could have housed a small army. Bookshelves lined the walls, filled with leather-bound volumes that looked centuries old. A massive desk dominated the center of the room, and behind it sat Lorenzo March

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Tomb of the First Born

    "There's something you're not telling me. Something about what you saw when Lyra opened her eyes."Dante's voice was quiet, but it carried the weight of a man who'd spent decades reading people. We were in the back of the armored SUV, heading north toward the mountains. The family followed in a convoy behind us. Lyra slept in Enzo's arms in the vehicle ahead. Lucian's presence was restless in my mind, a constant hum of fear and hope.I stared out the window, watching the city fade into forest. "I saw the Serpent. Not the one inside Lyra. The original. The one that's been waiting for a body. It looked at me through her eyes. And it smiled."Dante's hand tightened around mine. "Then we're not just fighting the original Serpents. We're fighting the thing that created them.""The thing that cursed them." I turned to face him, my heart heavy. "Sarah said the original Serpents were cursed by something they did. Something terrible. What if the Serpent isn't just a soul? What if it's a punish

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Serpent Awakens tennnnnsy

    "Mama, why are you looking at me like that?"Lyra's voice was small, confused. Her eyes were gray again. Her face was innocent. But I couldn't unsee what I'd seen. The smile. The ancient light. The Serpent looking back at me through my daughter's eyes."Nothing, baby." I forced a smile, pulling her close. "Mama's just tired."But I wasn't tired. I was terrified. The original Serpents had given us until dawn. And the thing inside my daughter was waking up.Dante pulled me aside while Enzo and Elara secured the safe house. His face was pale, his jaw tight. "You saw it too. In her eyes.""I saw it.""We need to find a way to contain it. To protect her from the Serpent's influence.""And if we can't?" I looked at him, my heart breaking. "What if the Serpent takes over completely? What if we lose her?""We won't lose her." His hands cupped my face, his gray eyes burning with fierce determination. "We've survived everything they've thrown at us. We'll survive this too."But even as he spoke

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Lion's Den

    The blacked-out SUV carved through the city like a shark through dark water. I sat in the backseat beside Dante, my hands folded in my lap, my heart beating a steady war drum against my ribs. The driver—a silent, thick-necked man Dante had introduced as Marco—kept his eyes on the road, but I felt h

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The first lesson

    I woke to the smell of coffee and the distant murmur of Dante's voice through the bedroom door.For a disoriented second, I didn't know where I was. The sheets were too soft, the pillows too expensive, the light slanting through the curtains too golden for my cheap apartment with its perpetually st

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   Not his pawn

    Sophia's knock still echoed through the penthouse, sharp and urgent, but I didn't move toward the door. Neither did Dante. His eyes stayed locked on mine, storm-gray and unreadable, waiting. The question I'd been about to ask—tell me about the file, about the photos, about the surveillance on my a

  • The Don's Forbidden Claim   The Shadow on the Glass

    The window rattled harder, the shadow outside pressing against the sheer curtain like a ghost trying to break through.My heart slammed into my throat. I stumbled back from the balcony door, phone still clutched in my sweaty palm, the mysterious text about Dante’s “file” burning in my mind. Someone

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