Accardi Novels & Stories

As if he’s able to discern the direction my thoughts have taken, he says, “I’m a transplant—or, well, technically, I’m adopted into the pack since rogues destroyed my pack. Alpha Glendon and Luna Cherice allowed the family that I live with to take me in when I was just a pup and raise me as their own.” “I’m Maxon, by the way,” he says, holding out a dirt and blood-covered hand for me to shake. I glance at it with a raised eyebrow, and then back at him. “Oh, shit,” he says with a chuckle as he pulls his hand pack, dropping it to his side, and then wipes it against the leg of his jeans, which aren’t much cleaner than the hand itself. “It’s fine,” I say with a small chuckle of my own. “And my n

On the way we hit traffic, while Gregory and Lanna were quite relaxed me and Acre were on edge, Acre was so bad his hand was on the door handle "Calm down guys it wont be long" Gregory said looking in the rearview mirror. As soon as the car stopped me and Acre lept out of the car ready to tear apart anyone who so much as looked at our mates wrong but as soon as I took a deep breath the sweet scent of the sun,sea,sand and icecream hits me causing me to stop in my tracks and from the looks of things Acre has caught the scent of his mate too.

That's why she didn't told him. He turns around on his heel almost immediately. And everyone screams after him. Arsenio Gioardino Accardi was a true Accardi in every sense. With those icy black eyes, he can be your best friend one second and your worst nightmare the very next . Being the firstborn of the infamous Shadow and the undefeatable Vincenzo,he was a warrior in all its true sense. An epitome of bravery and fearlessness. All the voices calling after him didn't matter.

“The bastard even refused me entry to my own daughter’s funeral and kept you as far away from me as he could.” I stared down at the plates, wondering how my life might have been different. “I wish you could have gotten to me. Those years were hell.” His gaze locked onto me, his brow furrowed. “I tried. I lost over a dozen men trying, half of them to the man lying in this house.” My eyes widened. “Domenico?” He nodded. “He was younger then, still working his way up. The anger in him…there is good reason they call him la Bestia, mia bella.”

Well, there goes my elegance. “And you are?” I asked. “She is Alpha Caius’ sister, Harmony,” Marcus interjected. Even though his voice was polite, I sensed a slight strain underneath. Harmony bowed and I resisted the urge to do the same. “Nice to meet you, Luna.” “Let me take you all to the sitting area.” She gestured us towards the gate. I followed her with Marcus and James right behind me. ~~~~~

He doesn’t respond. “Rosalie, I was wondering if we might discuss something. Maybe over dinner? A man by the name of Marco Accardi came by earlier before you got here. He wants to talk to you. He’s with the Italian symphony.” Cedric says like I’m not there. It’s all probably bull shit. “Seriously?” Rosalie says lighting up. What’s so great about that? “Yes, they want to induct Ramon Scarpati into the hall of fame and they wish for you to play his balled of Mary Ann and say a few words.” Cedric finishes.