Alberto Sea Monster Novels & Stories

______________________________________________ *** Purple Mafia Den*** " What the fuck is this?", I asked as I threw the box on the table right in front of Alberto. Alberto looked at me and let a streak of smoke out of his mouth, then he gestured to one of his boys to open the box. Immediately the box was opened to reveal a severed head. The boy showed Alberto the content of the box. Alberto picked the head out of the box.

Alessandro said, and Lynn placed Sienna flat on the couch and ran over to hug me. "Be safe and visit anytime you like" She says into my ear before pulling away from the hug. "And you," She says to Alessandro. "You better be prepared for pregnant Sandra because I can tell you now it won't be fun," She jokes, making me giggle, and wraps her arms around Alessandro. She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck

Humor was gone from his voice. "Who are you? What do you want from us?" She asked them. She knew Alberto from the day he saved her from her stepfather. She was fifteen years old. Alberto's father was a mafia and he still ruled Mexico and stayed in New York with other family members. His family, especially Janette, their mother, and Alberto, dotted her. "You're not in a state of asking questions." Monster exasperated. "Yes, I'm not Sara. Why do you want to kidnap a pregnant woman?" She snapped.

"Cruciform Lock!" "This is bad!" Alberto instinctively sensed danger. However, it was too late. The cruciform seal locked him in place, trapping him completely. The massive handprint came crashing down, sealing off every possible escape. "Gideon!" Alberto howled, eyes filled with panic. But the handprint didn't stop. It descended like lightning, sending Alberto into utter despair. "Boy, show some mercy," a deep, authoritative voice suddenly rang out. From the depths of the ocean, a mighty palm print rushed forth. It collided with Gideon's handprint, both exploding into nothingness.

Sebastian replied. What kind of joke was this? Did the Moon Goddess create him as a joke? Albert felt played by fate. All the information he got from Sebastian made him even more pathetic. He thought it would be as simple as finding his mate and killing her. However, things went differently than he thought. "What's your plan?" asked Jayden after Sebastian left the library. Albert was lost in thought. All these facts were crammed into his head, driving the Alpha out of his mind. "Witch, ritual, compass, and waterfall in the fairy tale of the werewolf children. Does any of that make sense to you?" Albert turned to the Beta with a look that implied indecision.

Once they turned 18 they would also be able to find their mate, their soul mate, the other half to their half-moon. Luka and Lyle were trained to be the best in everything. They were fast, intelligent, skilled in battle and strategy and their senses were acute. Their physique was nothing short of perfection. They saw everything clearer, their smell was sharper. They could see from far and hear from wide. They were not ordinary beings. They were Royal Tsunami Alphas, the first of their kind, and they would soon find out just what this meant. In those times there were not many other werewolves, just a few packs that fell under the King's rule, and then there were the human species. Although th

And worst of all—unpredictable. Alberto emerged from behind me, his own calm demeanor shattered by worry. "Still nothing?" I shook my head. "He's vanished. Not even a damn leaf was out of place." "Impossible," Alberto muttered, running his hand through his hair. "He attacked a royal member. He left bodies in all mess. How is he just supposed to vanish?" I clenched my fists. "Because he's not a monster. He's a hybrid, worse than a monster. One is taught to disappear, to become nonexistent."

My wolf eyes and I saw the monster, it was something like a giant octopus but with eyes all over its head. I charged at it and started to claw at its many eyes, it let out a screech and I was glad to see Alya plunge her nails deep into what could have been its belly. Another loud screech almost blew I and Alya away but instead, it produced thick ink and as we swam away from it for safety, it used the opportunity to disappear. I and Alya swam to the top raising our heads and when the men saw us, they immediately threw down a rope and I let Alya climb before I did.

Alberto entered the drivers seat, seemly not minding. "Life." Alberto nodded in understanding, saying. "We all get served with lemonade sometimes. What do you intend to do with yours Elsy?" "Squeeze it in your eyes so you can stop talking." Elsa scowled in disgust. Alberto owned an entertainment company. Not just any...one of the biggest in the whole county and also well recognized abroad. The only problem is that he thinks himself to be some sort of literacy talent and spurts some deranged shits all the time that would want to make any one want to smack him to space.

The man whose smirk had once felt like a challenge, whose rare moments of softness had confused me into thinking there might be something human underneath all that coldness. But this—this was who he really was. A monster. Each lash echoed in my head, each scream burning into my memory. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. I wanted to run to her, but my body wouldn’t move. The crowd was silent, their faces expressionless, watching as if this were nothing more than another lesson in obedience. When it was finally over, Alessia sagged against her chains, her back slick with blood. Nolan turned then, his eyes landing on me.