Astolfo Novels & Stories

L'Angelo: "What are you doing?" I held back a laugh. Could the big bad wolf be missing me? Me: "If you keep this up, I might think you're begining to miss me." L'Angelo: "Don't flatter yourself, Sophia bambina. I'm not stupid." Came his next words and I scowled. L'Angelo Dell Terrore really had a mouth on him. The man could turn the whole blue sea black with his bad mouth that brought out nothing but bad words.

I sighed and explained what had transpired at the auctioning grounds and when I arrived at the Ravkian kingdom. After listening to my story, the man also shared how he ended up there, and one by one, everyone in the dungeon shared their stories with me. They revealed who Alpha Astor truly was—a beast and a monster. Rumors spread that he would even kill his court members for breathing too loudly. They also told me about his first mate, who was killed when she couldn't bear him a child. Hearing all of this spiked fear within me. ************

‘A win for you is a win for me,’ Juanzo was saying, ‘We can’t let that blond prick win. ‘Agreed.’ Derith replied. In the next instance, there wasn’t just one Hind, but four. ‘What the fuck?!’ Alastor growled, his head whipping around, trying to keep track of the true Hind as the copies zipped back and forth. In his state of confusion, a puff of fire billowed into his face. Letting out a yelp, he dropped down on his belly and flattened his ears. He cringed as heat seared along his back. Juanzo pinned him by the scruff of his neck before he could recover.

He wore a brown flat cap that matched his suspenders. Alfonso was a short, old man. His body was slightly chubby. Although his face was gloomy, he didn’t look so scary. Someone who didn’t know his background would think he was a pleasant old man. “Mr. Verga,” Alex smiled and greeted. Alfonso grunted and then looked into Dante’s car. “Can we talk now?” the old man asked coldly. Without further ado, Alex opened the car door. “Go ahead.” Alfonso got into Dante’s luxury car. He was immediately served a glass of champagne. The owner of the car was friendly enough, but Alfonso didn’t care for the hospitality. “I’m afraid you put poison in the glass,” he said.

ROSALINE So, I got to know that Vincenzo, Bianca's husband was Alexei's cousin and the head of the Italian mafia. It explained the different accent she had. Not to mention that Vincenzo and Alexei had almost the same behavior. It was frustrating, to be honest. We had already spent about three hours at this party and I was getting tired already. Alexei had gone with Vlad, Igor and Vincenzo to talk about 'business.'

And even more-so, to have the town’s Alpha take mercy on me. Alpha Matteo is the leader of the Crimson Storm pack; he’s the one who rules over this little town and I am fortunate enough to call him and his Luna friends of mine. I would have been completely lost without their kindness and I am thankful to the Goddess every day for placing me in the right town.

He said, referring to the combat that happened minutes ago. “Ofcourse,” the corner of Father's lips curved up. He directed his hand to the both female wolvens beside Alpha Reuel. “And this is the Skylarron’s Luna, Elena and their daughter, Stella.” “Pleasure to meet you, Oliver” Elena waved her hand to stop me from bowing my head to her. “I must say the description about your…beauty do not do you justice.” I faked a smile, hoping it doesn't come out as awkward as I felt. Elena wore a smile that brightened her face warmly. Her dark hair was swept to the back, braided and held with pins. “The pleasure is mine, Luna Elena.”

I stumbled against his chest, nearly tripping over my own feet but he held me steady. "You think very lowly of me." Dominic whispered, inching his face downwards. An unrecognisable emotion danced in his eyes as they narrowed at me, studying me. "Shouldn't I?" I taunted back trying to keep my face as blank as possible. My attempt to hide how effected I was failed miserably when he lifted my sweater and started stroking my bare skin with his fingertips. He smiled - obviously pleased with himself when he saw me falter.

Sophia in Milan with excellent light and firm margin adjustments. Damien arriving early to meetings. Noah's notebook full of things that were more important than the assigned work. Ethan's hand over mine. Everything exactly where it had always been going. Every single piece of it. Exactly right.

Alexis continues caressing Ginger's head and Ginger continue smelling the crashed flower. •*•*•*•* Alfonso went inside his room and lay down on his bed and sighed. He's sad because it's been a long time since he saw Dovey. "Do you hate me now, Dovey? I wish that I can be baby again for you to come back." He whispered. "You're like a little kid who's having a tantrum, your majesty." Alfonso sat down on the bed and he saw a girl with white clothes.