Romans & histoires Bound Wachowski

The room holds its breath. "Aria Moretti is the new head of the merged Moretti-Russo empire. Luca Moretti serves as her enforcer and second-in-command. Viktor Russo is stripped of all power and will be held under house arrest." The room explodes. Cheering from some. Angry shouts from others. Chaos. I stand in the center of it all, trying to breathe. Trying to process. I won. I actually won. Luca pulls me into his arms, whispering in my ear. "You did it."

"Absolute power corrupts absolutely. We've seen it too many times." I felt the weight of their concern, and underneath it, their fear. They weren't wrong to be afraid. I could feel the potential in the bonds, the way I could influence the wolves connected to me if I chose to. It would be easy to abuse. "I'll accept monitoring," I said finally. "But not restrictions. The bonds weren't created through ambition. They were created through sacrifice. I won't dishonor that by treating them as tools of power." The Council members exchanged glances. Finally, Mordecai nodded. "A compromise. You accept a Council observer, someone who will report on the bonds' development. In exchange, we acknowledge y

With silver hair and eyes that reflected light like a cat's, she was beautiful in a chilly way. Rowan?" Sera said carefully. "Who's this?" "My mate," Rowan said. His voice was flat, emotionless. "Sera Thorne, meet Vivienne. We've been bonded for fifteen years. "The revelation hit like a physical blow. Rowan—the leader of witch resistance, the man who'd spent decades fighting vampires—was bonded to one. "You never told me," Sera said. "Would you have trusted me if I had? Would anyone in the resistance?"

His fingers tightened around mine, a silent acknowledgment of the war we were now in together. This was no longer about a contract. It was about him. And as we drove away from the courthouse, I realized I was willing to burn the world down to help him keep what was left of his family.

I was looking for the boy who had pulled the trigger and ended my mother's life. The leather strap on my right wrist snapped loose. Then the left. The moment my hands were free, I didn't reach for him. I pulled my arms back, tucking them tight against my chest, physically shrinking away from his touch. Dante froze. His hands stayed suspended in the air between us, his fingers curling slightly as he felt the sudden, freezing distance. He looked up at my face, and a shadow of something heavy and painful crossed his expression. He looked behind me, his gaze landing on the frozen, flickering screen.

“Bianca is my blood and I will ensure that she never wants for anything. I have allocated a sizable amount in a trust fund for her. This is also my way of saying thank you for ten years of friendship, trust and blood.” “Fucking hell, Dominic. What the fuck am I supposed to say to that?” “Say thank you, motherfucker, and go claim your wife,” Dominic said. Austin shook his head again and grinned. “You’re an asshole.” “Sign the papers, Austin. You deserve happiness as much as the next person, more even, and if Bianca makes you happy, then I want that for you.” Austin took the pen Dominic offered him and signed the documents, taking official ownership of Wolff Security and signing the alliance a

"You? You work for the Queen? Why did you bring me to her? But we are only working for you, I didn't do anything wrong." Ranos pointed an accusing finger at Luciana. "Witch. I heard her voice. She..." He trailed off as a resounding slap echoed in his face. His vision went blank for a moment, and he could swear that he heard vibrations in his head. Luke had slapped him, and stepped back casually. The other man attempted to run away, but he was quickly caught by Arlo and Sofia, and with their skills, they held him down. Luciana looked at Ranos who was still struggling to regain his composure. She could always count on Luke whenever she thought someone needed a brain resetting slap.

But now there was no question……Leo was behind it. And I was done playing defense. I stepped closer to her, cupping her face despite the tears staining it. “Listen to me, Jessica. I will not let you take the fall. I don’t care what you told Isogawa. This is my war. Mine. And Leo just declared it.” Her lips parted in protest, but before she could speak, my phone buzzed again. This time, not another news alert. Not another shareholder. A single message from an unknown number:

Amusement? Raven clenched her teeth and tried to shove him off, but Luca barely budged. His golden eyes burned in the dim torchlight as they locked onto hers. “You were never going to let me go,” she spat, breathless. His lips quirked. “No. But I wanted to see if you’d try.” Before she could react, something cold snapped around her wrists— silver shackles. A violent shock tore through her, searing against her skin. A choked cry left her lips as she slumped forward, her strength instantly drained. Silver. The one thing that burned her kind like fire.