Arlecchino Novels & Stories

Alaric placed his elbows on the table and leaned his cheeks on top of his fists. “Alaric, you order the same thing every time you grace this diner with your presence for breakfast, you, Buffon.” “She is after my heart!” “I’ll be back with your orders soon,” Marie said as she walked away, waving our order above her head. “I like her.” Alaric settled back in his seat with a look of triumph smeared across his face. “She called you a Buffon.” Heather groaned as she pinched the bridge of her nose. “So? You call me insufferable? I know you are just trying to hold off on your desire for me until we are mates.” Just like that, he was back into it.

arles stood up Where to ahmon ask cocking his eyebrow Huh .... Who will prepare the picnic if u leave Me arles look at the alpha Yes prepare it and find a nice and quiet environment, make sure nobody's come in too But I don't know... It's an order ahmon said setting down " Offcourse I will do that" arles said wondering how on Earth he was suppose to do such He has never done it before " Don't fail me else I will have ur head " ahmon added

Every suspicion that I was important was about to be confirmed. “Ella Delgado is the name I gave myself when I ran away from the life, but the family never lets you go.” He dragged his hand across his mouth. “Who are you?” “Arabella Santoro, daughter of Maurizio Santoro.” Ferrante’s consigliere. His eyes widened and his hand went lax. “Fuck.” I bit down on my lower lip. “It makes sense now, huh? Why he wouldn’t want me ruined.” “Why didn’t you say anything earlier?” he asked with a hiss.

The sight of it stirred something in all of them—hope. As they descended, pack warriors noticed them, and the word spread fast. By the time they reached the edge of the dock, Alexandro himself stepped down from the ship to meet them. His eyes locked onto Edward and Jacob—and then landed on their father. “Lord Alaric,” Alexandro said. “Alpha Alexandro,” the older man replied. There was no tension this time, only shared urgency. “I brought help,” Alaric said. “This is Ysolde.” Alexandro studied her, surprised. “The witch?”

he rumbled, slapping Zander on the back . The man was tall and huge . But his size was nothing compared to Zander’s. He had the body of a warrior and was very fit . My body was tense and I was intimidated by his firm . “ You must be Raven.” he turned his baby green eyes at me . “ I am Alaric , the pack's delta . “ his position was in synchronization with his physique. “ Hello , I’m Raven. Nice to meet you” I focused on him and uttered into my mind , linking him a reply.

Alessio “If you get me lost, I swear to all the deities,” I warn Benedetti sternly as I watch him point my driver to another corner that seems to lead to nowhere. “I will chop you up so finely your family will have nothing to bury.” He only laughs in the backseat. “Relax, Alessio. We are heading to Arachne.” I arch an eyebrow. “And that’s supposed to be in the bumfuck nowhere?” “Well, kind of, yes.” Benedetti adjusts the collar of his shirt, getting nervous as our eyes meet through the rearview mirror. “I know this doesn’t feel correct, but trust me. I’ve been in this place and I’m pretty confident your girl could be here.”

“It is for Alpha Arturo, I…” “Get one of the wine bottles, Alana, and fill this with water.” He said, looking at the woman over his shoulder again before he turned his attention to me. The maid left us alone before the man extended his hand to me, making me frown in confusion. “I am Lorenzo, Alpha Arturo’s second beta, I don’t think that I have introduced myself to you.” “I beg your pardon?” I asked, voicing out my confusion. The man was just giving me a warning and now he was introducing himself to me? That was not something that I understood.

He acts like he’s complimenting me. This is a trap. He’s a predator. Oh, goodness. I am just seeing his eyes now that I blink up at him. There’s a reddish ring in there. He’s an Alpha, but which Alpha? The rate at which I wish the ground could swallow me at his next words is undescribable. “Oh, where are my manners? I am Alpha Alaric of the Crestwood pack. You probably never heard of it. Now, what’s your name, dear?”

Ace mumbled making me giggle. shaking my head at him I walk towards his room. "what movie do you have in mind?" I asked him softly "I don't know just pick anything I don't mind." Ace replied before walking towards his bed. nodding my head, I scrolled through N*****x before stopping at Warrior Nun. "is this ok?" I asked before looking at Ace. only to find him shirtless, his head titled up as he tried catching his breath. "Ace?, is everything ok?" I asked softly walking towards him.

“I told you what I know Caiu, she had no idea Rocco was her father. She had no idea she was Sicilian.” “Ah, but she has balls, right? Fight, and she doesn’t give up. That is her Sicilian side.” I nod, he isn’t wrong. “And what of this, Arlo?” “Acqua Davanti e Ventu D’arreri.” He nods, knowing precisely what that means. “Sì. I have met enough of those in my time.” He glances around. “Your brother said, water in front, and wind behind, please say you at least know some of our terms?”