Astolfo Novels & Stories

Sophie pushed the hood from her head; she looked like she hadn’t been getting enough sleep. The under of her eyes were really black and heavy, her hair was rough but probably because she didn’t brush it. It kept getting to her face and she had to brush it off repeatedly “And what’s the trouble you can give? Team up with the witch that’s trying to kill your friends or probably turn us all into stone” Henry added “Turn us all into stone?” Joan arched a brow “Is she….” “Yeah she’s supernatural too, but she’s not wolf she’s a gorgon” Roman explained and Joan turned sharply to look at her again

He immediately inspires confidence and security. Henry is almost as tall as Santo, but he is much more slender in build. He has curly blond hair cut short and sky-blue eyes that shine with kindness and gentleness. What's more, Henry is a hopeless romantic who believes that he will find the love of his life at the corner of a street. Henry is an angel of kindness, and Santo is a demon that the Lord has placed on Earth to remind us of the existence of purgatory. And my husband, Elio, is the only person in this world who can control this demon.

I looked up at him from the book, finding it quite hard to look away from those obsidian eyes. "How did you know about that?" He asked curiously. "You said that one word. And I saw that word in this book." I tried pronouncing that word. "Something like purdur?" A slow smirk played at the corners of his lips. "Perdere." He corrected. "Yeah, same." I said. "So, will you help me?" Something passed over his eyes. A strange expression. "You can just ask me what you want to know instead of searching it in the books." He pointed out.

"What is the meaning of this?" he asked them. Carolina shivered in fear. "Daddy, what's going on?" she asked him. "I have no idea but don't worry they won't dare do anything to me" Sebastiáno replied as he stood up. He faced the men, "Whatever madness is going on in your head right now, I advice you to stop it, I am Sebastiáno Caruso, you won't hurt me and get away with it" he told the men.

“Listen closely, Alfonso. I’ve been in this game for a long time. I’ve witnessed horrors that would freeze your blood. And I’ve committed acts that would turn your stomach. You think I’m crazy? You haven’t witnessed the true depths of my madness. No one, absolutely no one, dares to threaten me!” Alfonso gazes at me, a mixture of fear and defiance in his eyes, beads of sweat forming on his forehead. I can sense his trepidation. “You believe you can take on the Outfit?” he quavers, his voice trembling. “You think you’re tough, Alfonso? You believe you’re a big shot just because you hold the title of soto capo in the Outfit? Well, let me enlighten you. You’re nothing more than a insignificant s

“Angel. . .” “Do you recall when you and I were so obsessed with the art of reading cards?” I ask, smiling a downturned smile. “Well, I pulled two cards today. The fool, and the wheel. Now Rodrigo, I wouldn’t want to call it the wheel of fortune just yet. Because whether it’s fortune, or misfortune, only the fool’s card would determine it at the end of our time together.” “Angioletto, I don’t understand.” He breathes exasperatedly.

Hopelessly I select the vegetables in the kitchen. ************* "Take a seat" Alfredo gave his trusted consigliere an order. Luigi Donatello fiercely known as Scarfaced was as treacherous as his name sounded. "The consignment worth a hundred million arrives tonight. The slaves will be responsible for moving it to the wearhouse up south" Alfredo didn't seem to care about what he was saying. Something else was on his mind. Scarfaced wondered what had preoccupied his mind. "The news didn't seem to do anything to you"

I tried walking toward them, but the heavy fog kept disrupting my steps. That’s when I heard it. “I am the Blessed Wolf who worships the Moon Goddess. I am your saint and I will help you find your happiness!” My heart pounded. My breath hitched. A sudden pull dragged me backward—someone yanking me from the vision. “Hey! Are you okay?” Alessandro’s voice. His hands cupped my face. Realizing how close we were, I stepped back quickly. “My apologies, Mr Alessandro. Please don’t cross your line in front of your mate.”

Elijah The sharp stench of rogues slams into my nostrils, vile and unmistakable. The putrid mix of rotting flesh, decay, and blood churns my stomach, threatening to make me gag. Even from miles away, I know exactly what it means. They don’t belong here. I grit my teeth and inhale deeply, forcing myself to focus despite the nausea rolling through me. “Rogues,” I mutter under my breath. “Of all the times.”

His uncomfortable wolf dieing to be held by him. Soren doesn't want to embarrass himself, so he try to bypass him. He was only two step ahead when a sudden jark pull him back, he ended up infront of Luciano face to face once again. Luciano sniff the air while his hold on Soren's wrist stayed frim. "You reek of Alpha pheromone". Luciano spoke taking Soren by suprise. Soren for some reason found his normal voice sexy that he ignore the words spoken to him.