Ace De Luca Novels & Stories

She giggled and splashed water at me playfully. "You really think you’ll be king forever, Marcus?" one of the ladies, a stunning brunette named Lena, asked as she lounged on the bed, sipping her own glass of wine. "I know it," I replied confidently. "My brother can’t even get his shots straight. He’s a disgrace to our family. When the time comes, I’ll make sure he’s out of the picture for good." Lena raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You’re serious about this, aren’t you?"

Everyone and their uncles know that to have the Moscow Bratva owe you a favor is like having the key to heaven. The room falls quiet again. I can see the next name forming on their tongues before they even say it. Luca tries anyway. “Then… the Romanos?” I let the name hang in the air for a second, tasting it. Rafael Romano. That smug, prick from Italy. I remember him from the last summit; sharp suits, sharper smile, always acting like the underworld was a fucking boardroom. I’ve read the reports on his operation. Clean, ruthless. But never a coward.

The pack's Elder stepped forward, ancient and powerful, carrying the Luna crown on a velvet cushion. "We gather tonight," her voice rang out, "to witness the formal claiming of our Luna Queen. Alpha Alexei Volkov, do you claim this woman as your mate and Luna?" "I do." Alexei's voice was strong and clear. "Before the Moon Goddess and this pack, I claim Sera Winters as my Luna Queen." "And do you, Sera Winters, accept this claim? Do you pledge yourself to this pack and this Alpha?" I felt Kieran's stare burning into my back. This was it. The moment of no return.

He looks like he could be my age, but I know that can be deceiving in the lycan community. "How old are you?" I blurt out. He points a finger to the center of his chest and looks around stupidly. "Me?" ''Yes," I groan. "I am seventy-five," he replies. "Huh," I wrinkle my brow. "I thought you would be younger." "It's my baby face," he rolls his eyes. "Isn't it?" "Mostly," I smirk. "What is your name?" "Bruno, Your Highness." "Don't call me that," I snap. "Call me Alora."

Chapter 13 The silence inside the car felt heavier than the noise from the gala they had just left. Rain tapped softly against the windows as Milan’s night lights blurred into streaks of gold and silver. Damon sat in the back seat, his fingers loosely clasped together and his expression calm. Too calm. Across from him, Luca stared out the window, his jaw tight. Neither of them spoke since leaving the ballroom. The kiss still lingered like electricity in the air between them. But that wasn’t what made Luca uneasy. It was the message. Congratulations. Damon just walked into the trap. Luca had deleted it immediately. But the words burned in his mind. Finally, Damon broke the silence. “You’re an

Lucas said before he started eating his food, but his words were stopped by one of the groups next to them as they said “Have you heard the rumors, it is said that the Alpha has regained his Luna?” “Does this make sense? I heard that the Alpha made sacrifices to the ruler, Selene.” - The word god will be changed to “ruler” due to some religious reasons - "Yes, the Alpha suffered a lot. Luna should be grateful to him, because he waited for her all these years. The Alpha Lucian is truly loyal." The werewolves said boastfully, which made Lucas about to lose his mind. He was about to turn to them and say something, but his assistant caught him.

There was no emotion whatsoever in his eyes, and the air oozing from him could freeze anyone who dared to approach him. Ace put out the candlelight in his hands and walked towards the edge of the room, opening the only window present, and a sliver of moonlight penetrated the gloom in the room, casting a pale, ghostly glow that did little to dispel the oppressive darkness. Ace turned to look at Lucas, and when he nodded at him, Ace smiled, his smile completely different from the friendly ones he normally had on his face, and not the one he showed off to Kate. His smile was devilish, a smile that was enough to send chills down anyone's spine.

My cheeks go hot just thinking about it. Luca Fontaine is the second of Charles and Giovanna's children together, and he's arguably the most famous. He's the only one to go full movie star (so far at least), and he's managed to snag roles in a few huge blockbusters, including the upcoming Cataclysm: Earth. He's got dirty-blond hair - the same shade as his mother's when she was his age - and the sort of bad-boy, devastatingly gorgeous looks that make girls want to throw their panties at him. I've seen pictures of his smile that made me want to weep. Seriously. The idea of flirting with him, of touching him? Makes me so nervous I think I might be sick.

Luca did not appreciate that question. “I graduated highschool at 14 and went to college. I have a degree in accounting and business. Like Heather, I kept a low profile and didn’t do much outside the pack.” Alpha Winston smiled. “I knew you were smart. Your father would have been proud. “Where did you land?” “She was in my mother’s pack.” Luca spoke up. “That’s how we met.” Our drinks came out. Quietly, she placed each glass on the table before leaving the entire bottle in the middle of it.

I take the seat and hit the answer button. Luca's face pops up on the screen, bloodshot eyes decorated with dark circles, scattered hair, and a pale face. He is sitting in his study; he pulls on the sleeves of his hoodie and stretches his hands to his coffee mug. "Hey, did you receive my text?" Hmm... I scratched my ears, I did. "But I don't understand it."