Ace De Luca Novels & Stories

-She will be out in a few minutes," she said rather unfriendly as she walked away, it was not normal for women to relate to me like that. After several minutes, a girl with very long black hair came out of the small place, she was wearing tight jeans that marked her figure and a short white t-shirt that showed off her bronzed skin. I couldn't deny that she caught my attention easily, and I didn't imagine her like that. As she was closing the place, I approached her from behind and called her name. She froze slightly, as if she was scared. Then she turned around and her honey eyes looked into my blue ones blankly. _Who are you? _I am Marco de Luca. _Who? _I come from Naples, from the Luca fam

His voice was pained while blue eyes bore into hers, not breaking eye contact even for once. “ No way Haven, I refuse to accept that… I, Lucious Adrian D’Occtaine do not accept the rejection of Haven Richard Mais, my mate and my Luna . Thus the decided rejection will be reversed at anytime.” He said with a tone of finality making Haven’s eyes go slightly open. “ What do you mean ?” She scrunched her brows. Haven knew decisions regarding rejections could be reversed but she didn’t think she would change hers at all. She had already made up her mind and she would stick to it, come what may.

Marcel saw it at the same time I did. He was upright instantly, every trace of softness gone. “What happened?” he demanded. His voice was no longer warm. It was Alpha. Controlled. Dangerous. Luna Isobel lifted her chin slightly, her eyes meeting mine for just a second before she turned her attention to her son once more. “Elara got into an accident.” My stomach tightened. “She is bleeding, and the pack doctors are taking care of her.” “What kind of accident?” Marcel asked, already swinging his legs over the side of the bed. “What happened exactly?”

In fact, the entire place was surrounded by thick green tress which made the road scary. The icy road was dangerous, but Lucia was used to it, and she always drove carefully, and her car was pretty slow despite the road being empty. As she turned into the straight road in the middle of a forested area, Lucia accelerated a little. Out of the blue, she saw a deer run across the road in front of her. She immediately stepped on her brake pedal, but it looked like she must have reacted too late because she was sure she was going to hit it.

“If anything, I think she’s a great fit for you because you can learn a lot from her about our world.” Again, I nodded. “Right, I supposed this settles it then. You know where to find me.” June smiled, but I didn’t miss the concern shadowing her features. I knew she’s worried about the whole Luca incident and what all this would mean for me. Luca—whose full name turned out to be Lucian—was a rogue wolf, outcasted by his own kind. When you’re outcasted, your powers get stripped, and you can’t get in touch with the spiritual realm or with the huntress. Somehow he managed to bypass it, and here we were.

This was the Nicholas Lindsey had to see. When I looked at Emma and Amanda back and forth, their jaws dropped and their eyes lit up. I could almost make out the dilation of their pupils. “What do you think about this outfit?” Nicholas asked and his accent made him even more mesmerizing. “You look great,” Amanda remarked awkwardly, looking away from the Greek god himself, standing in front of us. “Holy hell . . .” Emma mumbled. “I can just kiss you right now.” Amanda and I raised our brows in awe, our attention was averted to Emma who was admiring Nicholas. He chuckled from her remark, as his long dimples appeared on his cheeks.

My spine stiffened with worry. Shit. Lucian had home advantage, numbers, and a mate who hated me. But I couldn’t show that. Nah. “In.” Lucian's growl was absolute. I bared my teeth sweetly, doffed my hat, and dipped my head. Fucking bastard.

“I’ll tear the child from her womb and unmake it piece by piece.” She lunged. Fury met her in the air, blue light colliding with black and gold hate. The impact cracked the windows, sending Angelica tumbling across the floor. I managed to move to my feet. Every nerve ending was an exposed wire, every muscle a live grenade. Above me, the two colossal forces fought. Not like humans. Not even like lycans. They tore the air itself, twisted the world to their own laws, screamed words that set my teeth on edge and left the taste of burning chemicals in my mouth. Gold and blue, black and silver, they tumbled through the air, smashing against each other in blinding speed.

"A cursed lineage taking over from a cursed man. It fits perfectly, doesn’t it?" Thorne’s eyes met mine, and sympathy and caution meshed into his stare. “What do we do, Alpha? There’s bound to be unrest and power struggles. And with her...” “The Luna of Death,” I murmured. The title hung heavy in the air, chilling the room with its implications. “We need to tread carefully, Thorne. She’s a living weapon, destructive and unpredictable.” Thorne nodded, understanding the unspoken complexities. “Do you want to reach out? Offer some kind of truce or—”