Novel & Cerita Baron Blood Marvel

"I didn't like that. My grandfather was mine. Only mine. So I decided Dante had to die too. And you as well. And everyone who took what was mine." "That's why you kidnapped Alessia. That's why you brought Marco. That's why." "That's why everything." The boy smiled. "Marco is useful. He thinks he controls me, but I control him. Luca too. Alessia too. They all do what I say without even realizing it." Marco fell to his knees. His face had drained of all color. "You're a monster," she whispered. "No." The boy shook his head. "I'm a Moretti." 12:18 a.m.

“I am Laurent Ford, the Alpha King and Jennie’s grandfather. “Twenty-two years ago, my daughter kept her royal blood a secret and mated with you. Now, I’m taking my granddaughter, Jennie, home.” Dread washed over Gale. “No, Alpha Ford. This has to be a mistake. Jennie has never shifted. She can’t even beat an Omega. Thanks to the Bates’ standing in the pack, Joey looked past her flaw and mated with her.” Even at this point, Gale refused to believe that I carried the Alpha King’s blood in me. I scoffed, my voice dripping with disdain, “Oh, I forgot to mention that I have shifted today. Like Mom, I am a white wolf. The moonstone is the Moon Goddess’ gift to white wolves. Please return the ston

He set his glass down with deliberate calm, then stood, tall and commanding, his presence filling the room like a storm breaking. “Stay here,” he said, voice low but edged with steel. I shook my head frantically. “Wait…..” But he was already striding to the door. When he opened it, I caught a flash of chaos: a man in a suit collapsed against the wall, blood spreading across his chest, another dragged away by guards. The sharp tang of iron filled the air. My stomach lurched, bile burning my throat. Leonardo stepped out, murmured something I couldn’t hear, and the shouting dulled to curt orders. Within moments, the hallway was cleared, the bodies gone, the blood smeared away as if it had never

Alistair's POV I maintained a neutral expression as Silas essentially attacked the young lad. He was not being gentle so it must have caused great pain. “Uncle,” I bit out sharply. He glanced up at me, not once pausing in his feeding. “You well know that humans are not slaves. They are not obligated to give blood beyond their monthly donations, nor are they required to endure being bitten against their will. Moreover, you possess a blood mate,” I reminded him plainly.