Astuto Protagonista Novels & Stories

Thomas announced the intercom went silent and the metal gates rattled as they opened. As we walked through the open gates we greeted by a shirtless man, wearing only blue faded jeans, he had light brown hair and great abs, you could tell he worked out "Welcome to the Black wolf coven" he kissed my hand as I introduced us "I am queen Anastasia, this is Thomas, the head council of the Unitaur coven and this is my mate, Damon Salvatore" I finished with a smile

My voice being muffled up with soring tears. It's hoarse. He doesn't say anything, just watch me. At that moment I feel the world stopping around. I was about to stand up and talk to him, but seems like he sensed something and making his face all stern, he says. " you need to rest, Mrs Costello!! " he clenches his jaws at the last part. Aston is one of Nicolas' men, and that's when it hit me. Aston has joined Nicolas' dark world to destroy innocent people, to make their life a living hell.

“Last night, one of our outer watchers caught sight of a vehicle circling the property. Same car showed up again this morning. Too careful, too quiet.” I don't answer right away. Vitale continued. “Could be nothing. But the plate is clean, too clean. Which makes it something.” “What is the report on Luca lately?” I asked. Luca Navarro is the head of the Navarro Mafia family and the only one in Palermo strong enough for me to consider as a rival. The man is charming but he has this twisted and crazed look about him that keeps one on the edge. “He has been quiet, dealing with internal orders.” Vitale answered.

with a synthetic Chinese accent. But the masterstroke was the narrative shift. He pivoted from painting Anton as a mere traitor to portraying him as a would-be tech oligarch, a digital warlord building a private empire beyond the reach of nations. The personal relationship with Sabatine was framed as the cornerstone of this rogue operation—the ruthless spymaster and the lovestruck, pliable billionaire.

“We’ll see.” He pushed his chair back, standing tall. “Eat. Rest. Tonight, we plan.” Lorenzo’s pulse quickened. “Plan what?” “Ricardo’s downfall,” Alessandro said simply. For the first time, Lorenzo saw something in Alessandro’s eyes that wasn’t just cruelty. It was an ambition. Cold. Relentless. Dangerous. And if Lorenzo wanted Mateo back, he would have to step straight into its fire.

Rosario intervened with dripping venom. “Would you all three stop?” Alfonso hissed, clearly irritated by their behaviour. “Don't tell me you already have a soft spot for her?” Enrico asked his older brother whilst pointing his finger in her direction. “For her? For A murderer, seriously Fon? I expected much better from you, atleast." Seraphina stood there frozen in her place, her blank eyes never left Agostino -- who didn't blink away either. They both were reaching for each others souls but yet they were so far from one and another.

My rule was what I regard as absolute. I am a Costello; a dynasty of power and respect. No one dared cross me, least of all, Ariana. The memory of her trembling beneath his touch flashed through my mind. I had made my point. She would come around, eventually. I step out into the night air, crisp and cool. The others were outside waitingbin the cars "Lorenzo, Vinnie, Mateo," I nod, acknowledging each. "Don Xavier," they reply in unison. Our mission briefing is concise: Ambush Auturo's Stash. Send a message. Fear is control.

This sudden declaration made Don Antonio narrow his eyes and scrutinize the young man carefully. "Ah," Don Antonio said after a moment, a small, knowing smile playing on his lips. "I had almost forgotten that you’re a member of the armed forces and the Alpha leader of the Astral Guardians," he continued, his tone betraying a hint of pride and acceptance. It was as though he had anticipated this confrontation.

Antonio pushed off the table, folding his arms. “Roberto Douglas.” He stated with a hint of pride in his voice while letting out a grin. “One of Alessandro’s most trusted men. He’s a trainer and field commander. He’s the one who taught half of us how to survive before we were old enough to understand what we were surviving for.” August let out a low whistle. “I heard of him.” He added. “Hell of a man to show up on your side.” Dominic’s gaze remained fixed on the screen as Roberto faced Aurelio.

his voice is soothing him… It is Alberto of the Monteverde Mafia Organization.