Arlecchino Novels & Stories

He said, his voice amused. "I, Alastair, Prince of the Underworld, accept your payment." He smiled as he watched me stare in disbelief, bringing the cup to his lips and drinking it. He licked his lips, his eyes never leaving mine. Dela was not only the queen of darkness. She had ties with the ruler of the underworld as well. "I enjoyed this a lot more than I thought. You are an amusing little creature. I hope to meet Rachel next time." He said before he vanished in front of me.

I didn’t want to chance my shirt coming up and exposing the horrendous marks left behind by Ace. Alaric strolled over toward me. I couldn’t help but stare in awe at him. He had on his now common skinny black jeans with hiking boots. He wore a tan, button up shirt with a weird quilt pattern with large, dull-yellow flowers. Only he could pull that off. It was unbuttoned halfway down his chest, and a white hair scarf was tired loosely around his neck and left to hang upon his bare chest. He had black sunglasses covering his eyes that I always enjoyed seeing.

Arabella stood up abruptly, immediately regretting the hasty movement as her head spun. She stumbled towards the vanity, clutching it for support while she exhaled. After regaining her balance, she straightened up. Her forehead creased as the knocking persisted. While she remained uncertain about the visitor's identity, she risked a guess that it was none other than the formidable Alessandro De Luca himself. He might have come to criticize her and force her into pleading for her life—the life she believed was on the ridge of being extinguished.

Once there he ushered us inside and asked us what the problem was. " well you see while Arlo and I were on a run I realized that his speed matched mine and I saw that he had the same moon crescent mark on his forehead that I have. That mark is only for alpha kings so I'm not sure what's going on." Jacob explained and dr. Carlyle nodded his head and took up a book while going through the pages.

Nicolas looked down at his feet, not looking at the man whose green eyes met my brown ones. “I believe that it is right to first introduce you to your older brother, more specifically, since you know HIM, at least to let you know to apologize to him for your behavior earlier…” I frowned when I saw him looking at Nicolas who shook his head at the man. His eyes met mine for a second before he looked at the man “I’m Alessandro De Luca, Aurora’s father, and YOUR father’s prisoner”

Alessandro was a man in his mid-twenties, he was the leader of 'Vipers' one of our biggest rivals but how does he know Lorenzo? Lorenzo turned to me in shock, he heard me and was probably surprised how I knew this man's name. "Oh look who we have here, It's Jacqueline Cattaneo... Just perfect" Alessandro smirked at me. I loathed this man. About four men came out from unknown places, we were surrounded. "Seeing you here gives me joy Jacqueline" Alessandro walked up to me, he held my jaw and pushed my face upwards so that my eyes would meet his.

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

It's unethical to ask Archi to buy food for Alarik. Archi is now sitting on a squat, in front of Alea and Alarik. He tapped her on the shoulder and smiled widely again. "Al, I'm not a stranger. Stop being so shy, Alarik is like my son." After hearing Archi's words, Alea nodded her head then said goodbye to change her clothes first. They arrived at an Italian restaurant not far from Alea and Archi's apartment building. Of course the happiest here was Alaric, the little boy kept on singing happily while playing with the fork and knife in his hand.

The man wearing his silver suits entered. "My name is Nicolai, that's my english name. We've just arrived from Korea. I'm with my friend. Sorry he felt sick." "Oh, I'm sorry to heard that. What's his name Sir?" The lady in front asked again. "He's name is Owen, Owen Cruz. Can you please help me to send him to his room? His really sick." Nicolai asked for help.

I said, smiling at him and extending my hand out to shake his hand. His eyes turn dark for a mere second, and then his lip tugs slightly into a smirk. The big scar over his left eye made him look even more mysterious, just as Ricky had told me. "Luna Dannelly. It's a pleasure to meet you. Thank you for the invitation. I apologize for my lack of communication and for not responding to your invitation. I've been so busy. I thought I wasn't going to be able to make it, but, I just couldn't miss today. Alarick is a good friend and I just had to come and greet the old Rascal." he says, smiling. He delicately grabs my hand, pulling it forward and placing a kiss on my knuckles.