Alastor X Valentino Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, now Bara had started rubbing hers against a woman who was very ready to be entered by him. Valentino looked away because he felt very annoyed. But the strange thing was that Stefan didn't seem interested in the activities of the two friends. The other man seemed to be enjoying his cigarette without being affected by Valentino's ridiculous voice. Valentino was really confused as to why this kind of place was allowed to open with a lot of plus services. "Don't you want to do it?" Valentino asked Stefan. Stefan just shook his head and finally laughed. "I'm not an animal like them," Stefan said frontal.

Alessio’s eyes were icy. “Because loyalty is a luxury in this world.” He looked at Valentino directly. “You’ve been so focused on Adrian, so distracted by Viktor and your father’s ghosts, that you never saw me. You never questioned me. And now… I take what I want.” Valentino’s hand tightened on his gun. “You’ve just started a war you can’t win.” Alessio tilted his head. “We’ll see. The codes to your empire, the vault’s content… all mine.”

Val held it over her arm and started to look for another dress when someone walked up behind her. “Personally, red matches the bitchy side of you rather then the blue.” “Celeste,” Val mumbled as she turned around and looked at the woman. “What do you want?” “Pensi di potermi mettere in imbarazzo come hai fatto tu e non ci saranno ripercussioni (you think you can embarrass me like you did and there won’t be any repercussions)?” Valentina eyed Celeste and then the men that were closing in, one quickly grabbing Claire.

Maya’s ghost still haunted this house, and it infuriated her. Cristiano lounged in the doorway of the dining room, a smirk playing at the corner of his mouth. “You really think you’ve won, Valentina?” he murmured. “I don’t think,” Valentina replied without looking up from her planner. “I make sure.” “Cold,” Cristiano said, his voice smooth. “I like that.” “Careful,” she warned, her tone low. “The D’Angelos don’t forgive betrayal. And I’m one of them now.”

"I'll be home before you return." Arthur nodded. "Okay." They hang up the call, Valerie was the only person who knew Arthur's true name, Alastair, a secret shared between them since their complicated past. Unknown to Dominic and the rest of the world, Valerie and Alastair had a history, one filled with moments of tenderness and heartbreak. Their paths had crossed in a different life, one that existed before the mafia's dark world enveloped her. Their past remained a closely guarded secret, hidden from everyone, including Dominic. Valerie and Alastair had meticulously kept their history concealed, ensuring it didn't compromise their current relationships or jeopardize their positions within D

Xanthis responded and everyone else who was in the sitting room, sighed with relief. Alicia embraced him. "That's a relief. I'm glad you'll be okay" she said and he smiled weakly. "Come in" Dre said when someone pressed the door bell. "Adrian" Alessio said, his gaze resting on his personal agent who'd just walked in. "Boss" "Any findings on Valentino yet?" Alessio asked. "No, not yet. But, I have a lead. He was at Grechen's bar few days ago and the barman said he left with a red haired woman" Adrian responded.

ELARA Alistair scribbled something on his paper before he stood up, replying to a question. “Correct,” the questioner said enthusiastically. A small smile curved his lips as he took his seat again. “Is that him?” Valeria suddenly asked beside me. I turned, staring at her. “Who?” “Alpha Prince Alistair. Is he your boyfriend?” My eyes narrowed first, before displeasure forged through my veins. “Why would you say such a thing?”

I growled, “she stays clean. She never smells the blood. She never hears the screams. She stays in that bed, in our shirts, marked and fucked and happy, while we handle the sewer.” Valentino’s hand rose, fingers curling around the back of my neck—firm, grounding. “She stays ours,” he agreed, thumb brushing my pulse. “Forever. Paradise for her. Hell for them. But we end this. No ghosts left breathing.” I held his gaze. Then nodded once. “Tell Dante to send everything. Tonight.” Valentino’s grip tightened for a second—reassurance, promise—before he let go. “Already done.” He closed the laptop with a soft click that felt louder than a gunshot.

Mrs Valentino adds brightly as she stares back at me, and as I stare back at me, I try all I can not to fight back the tears threatening to form. I did it... I actually did it... From this point, I'm Alyssa Valentino... and Stephano Valentino... is now my husband...

Alpha Jasper recognized a few of them, coming from the East Stone Pack, but he also saw new faces. “Alpha Ceasar, what an honor.” Alpha Jasper bowed his head in respect before standing tall and saying, “What can I do for you?” Alpha Ceasar was a man of great physique, his arms completely covered with tattoos, and his hair formed into a mohawk. He turned to Alric and announced, “This here is the great, Alpha Alric Valmore, the Alpha of the Valmore Blood Pack. Next to him is his Luna, Lana Valmore. They are here to claim a fated mate to one of their Gammas.”