Asta's Novels & Stories

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

Alpha Stefano said, his tone cold as he spoke to his friend. “I am sure that I can see her holding the bottle well enough,” he said, smirking at me. “I am willing to pay a thousand for fifteen minutes in a room with her.” He got up before the Alpha could answer, and I watched as he walked toward me. Alpha Stefano stayed on his seat, silently letting him know that he was impressed with his offer. However, I was not.

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

Nova’s POV I know it shouldn’t be my first question but it is “The South packs have a crime lord?” I ask. Angel was taking a sip of her wine at this point and almost spits it back out laughing. “There are crime lords and ladies all over the territories” Alex tells me. “We stamp them out where we can but it’s complicated and even though we now Rossi Stalow is a questionable man in some shady businesses we can’t stop him. So let’s utilise him instead. He has a strict policy against forcing women so I don’t think he would be too hard to convince to join us.”

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Kelly asked as he looked at Maya. "See, I can make you never desire a woman in a heartbeat. Although you think that you have won, you have unfortunately messed with the wrong people. It is not too late for you to turn back if you still want to have some fun." Maya said. "In your dreams. Stop scaring me. What can you do about me? As for Ashton, you can forget about saving him. The place where I have imprisoned him is filled with mountain ash. You can't go in even if you wanted to." Kelly said.

Alta makes everything harder, like a time bomb, and everything explodes at any moment. When he did with Reina, Alta replied Green's message, stating that he had arrived. Not forgetting to say thank you for what that woman gave. Green texted Alta back a few minutes later, the reply made Alta smile, Green could always make him blossom.

It was thick and hard like an ATM card with some words chiseled on it. It has a six digit number on it, and a logo of a two tulip flower entangled on each other. Serene read the words on top of the ticket. “Casa Roma.” “The Casa Roma was the prestigious hotel freshly built on the Vianca Island. I'm sure you already heard about that island in the east. I stayed there once and they have the best wine ever in the whole continent. It's a good thing they built an official hotel on that place because resort houses was a bit old fashioned for me.” Sydney had gone through the Vianca Island after college graduation. She met few hunks there, but the tourists on the Vianca Island mostly are womanizer.

Lola said, "I want to take you to the area where the Asti people live. What do you think?" Caesar, who was sitting in the driver's seat, paused. He turned his body to look at Lola. Lola still had that innocent expression, her hands propping up her cheeks. The Asti sister smiled and whispered her thanks: "Thank you." Caesar remained silent, driving through the city, passing through the slums, and across a large forest where many people were indulging in forbidden activities. Finally, they arrived at the living area where the Asti people resided.