Arcana Famiglia Novels & Stories

Selene moved carefully through them. She had begun searching for any information about Aria’s past. But there was almost nothing. No records of her birth. No known family. No clan. Nothing. Which only made Selene more suspicious. She pulled another scroll from the shelf and unrolled it slowly. Her eyes scanned the faded ink. And then she froze. A symbol had been drawn in the margin. A small mark. A curved shape surrounded by thin lightning-like lines. Selene’s breath caught. She had seen that symbol before.

Sure…a good man. “Don’t fight him, Cat,” Aunt Maria said. “Relax and learn to enjoy it.” Mom added with a tight smile, “Arianna mentioned twice yesterday during our talks that she’s excited to share grandchildren. It’s very clear, the famiglia expects Dario to produce heirs.” Inhaling, I tried to remain centered. “Jeez, I’m surprised the Lucianos don’t want to see our sheets tomorrow.” Camila’s expression turned sour. “That isn’t really a tradition anywhere, is it?”

The crumpled envelope from last night lay on the table the gold Favino seal still half torn. Eduardo paced the room, his jaw tight. “Let me get this straight,” he said. “Some stranger claiming to be Miguel’s brother shows up at the funeral and tells you you’re supposed to marry him?” Ariana, wearing an oversized robe and slippers, sat on the couch with a pillow in her lap. “That’s not just insane,” she muttered. “That’s straight-up mafia madness.” Amelia rubbed her temples, her voice low and trembling. “He said it was tradition. That in their family, the next brother inherits the wife. Like I’m… property.”

Bria shouts. "Mia is not poor. She is wealthy. She made the Costa family the second most influential family in the Italian Mafia. Now go back to your parents and run your family business. Your father is getting old and will need his heir to run his business soon," I say. Bria looks at me with puppy dog eyes. It may work with her older lovers, but it does not work on me.

"Who are you?" The lady smiled. "My name is Maureen Moore." *** Anticipate. Title: Thralldom Tamara and setel are twins borne of the outcast clan. They survived beyond the pastures of the moire clan at the time when the kingdoms of Arisee and Izha stood against their brother clan Adar the re-known outcast clan. A festive day out in the thick bushes playing a hide and seek game with her brother's friends, Tamara is captured and kidnapped by the Arisee vigilante soldiers who traveled beyond their border in search of slaves believed to be Adar survivors who had dwelled far away from their oppressors.

He averted his gaze when the director moved his head. "Then, I'll Leon handle this situation since he is the one who caught this sinner. Was that okay with you Mr. Yu?" The director looked at Leon while holding Edgar's hand. Leon raised his right brows and just let out an evil smirked. "I already told you not to address me like that uncle Vince. My mom will scold me again! You already knew the attitude of your sister!" He couldn't helped himself to scold this man now. Owen let out a frustrated sigh too.. Cruz Family and Yu Family are friends, yes! But Yu family has another treasure than their Yu family business. It was the De Guzman family's business which also Leon's mother's business.

“Cheating or not, her role in this family is a business transaction. Do you understand that?” Lucy shook her head, her brows furrowed. “But how can you stay calm about this? She’s lying to you. She’s betraying you...” Barry’s gaze sharpened, piercing through her words. “This isn’t about lies, Lucy. This isn’t about love or betrayal. This is the Famiglia.” Her throat went dry. “What does that mean?”

Luca exhaled slowly. He reached into his coat and handed her a folded piece of paper. A letter. Found in the pockets of Cardinal Marconi before he disappeared. Written in Isabel’s handwriting. Amara opened it slowly, her breath catching as her mother’s voice echoed in her mind. “To my daughter, If you’re reading this, I am likely gone. But not silenced. You must understand: La Spina Nera is not a family—it is a religion. Their doctrine is power. Their god is control. And I broke their covenant by seeking truth.”

After cautiously checking for booby traps, I took it and set it on the nearest counter to open it. There was nothing out of the ordinary about the photos. Some of them were poor quality from many years ago and I needed to take a closer look but they were mostly pictures of the Arciero family. There was a myriad with Curtis and Crystal—Jeez, she was a goddess when she was younger. There were a few with Fergus too and while he was an asshole, I had to admit he was good-looking. It wasn’t a surprise when his sons, who had taken after him, looked like supermodels.

“I already have a knife.” --- That evening, Bianca delivered the guest list. Amara took it to her room, studying each name, each family connection. It wasn’t long before she found a pattern. Two names stood out—Niccolò Ferraro and Lucia Mancini. Both former allies of the Morettis. Both recently aligned with the Ardenti, the family Alessandro had tried to marry into. Amara circled their names. Then underlined them. It’s them. One of them gave Alessandro the photo.