Capitano X Aether Novels & Stories

He spoke very seriously, and his dark eyes were unusually solemn. Candice did not expect him to talk to her about this. After a pause, she suppressed the strangeness she felt in her heart and said, "So, we need to seize this opportunity?" Alex's eyelashes fluttered slightly. "Not 'we,' but 'you’,” he said casually. Candice pursed her lips. Aether was different from Burning Star. No matter what, Aether was a big player in the industry. Even if they were targeting Alex, they would still take into account Daniel Elysian's reputation.

he added. Father is right. Jaxer should stay on the good side of the council because he will be the next Capo of Sintti Crime Organization. He needs the full support of the council because that will be his strength. He can't stood for me because the council doesn't like me. He should remain calm and just wait for me to fix all this mess.

"We're going to use the Aether Grid to destroy her empire before she can even launch her attack." Nathan’s dark smirk returned—wild, possessive, and lethal. He pulled her flush against his chest, capturing her lips in a deep, fierce kiss that sealed their next war under the cold Swiss mountains.

“The highest-ranking captains are coming for their private evening with you. I want that pussy glistening and ready.” I rolled over immediately, spreading my thighs obscenely and reaching down to part my swollen, cum-slick folds. “Yes, Queen Elena… I’m dripping for them already. Use your captive however you want tonight.” The door opened and four elite captains entered, tall, tattooed, and radiating dangerous power. Their eyes locked onto my exposed body with raw hunger. Elena smiled and gestured toward me. “She’s all yours first. Break her in for the night.” The biggest captain, a man named Victor with a deep scar across his abs, climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between my legs.

“I’m single and will make you a lovely bride once my hair is washed.” He laughs again and talks while checking my eyes with a small light. “Yes, I am married, and my wife would not like to share our home. I graciously pass on your generous offer. I will check your shoulder now.” “Okay, so I guess the honeymoon is over.” “I like you, Miss Kinlock. You will be good for Captar.” The name throws me for a moment until I realize he must mean Moon. “What does captar mean in English?” “My pardon, señorita. Captar is catch.”

“I know, princess, but the man left us as kids to build the fortunes that he has now. He killed people in the process of that and he ruined houses and families…” “Dante, you’re an Alpha too, and lately the Capo dei Capi, wouldn’t you have to kill to keep your power? I know that I am wrong in comparing the two of you together but I want you to understand my point of view. As far as I understood, you’re actually there to ruin whatever empire he built, doesn’t that make you bad?” Elena said, making me take a deep breath to calm myself down. Sensing my annoyance, my sister froze completely, not saying a word as she lay in my arms.

Ambassador Aethon's expression was pleasant as he said, "We've identified your ships as from Xanthea. We also have an alliance with King Raphael." I asked with interest, "How did you recognize our ships while they're cloaked?" He explained, "Your ships have a similar energy signature to ours, making them identifiable even when cloaked." He bowed slightly. "Ah, That explains it, I said feeling more at ease. "The ship beside us is Commander Rage of 'Phoenix Wrath', also from Xanthea. We're Earth's protectors and returned from Xanthea in time to prevent further damage. Thank you for your help. Nice to meet you, Ambassador Aethon." I nodded in a gesture of respect.

The annual Family dinner was in full swing, the clink of glasses and hum of conversation filling the air. Paige, never one for a kind word, stumbled over, a glass of wine in her hand, her breath reeking of cheap booze. "You know," she said, a sly, knowing grin on her face, "I used to be jealous as hell of you. He's a Capo. He runs a whole borough." "A lot of good that's done you, huh? Still stuck in the slums, where gunshots are your nightly lullaby." I heard the mockery in her voice. The list for the Family's secure compound was out, and once again, my name wasn't on it. I held my own glass, my voice steady. "They're Family rules. Not even Dean can break them. A Capo's wife still has t

Frowning, I slowly glanced over my shoulder and the world stopped as familiar bright blue eyes met mine. Hunter Fucking Beaumont? He stretched a hand towards me, lips pressed into a thin line. “Hello, Captain.”

The crown, Callum's crown, meant to mark the beginning of his reign, lay abandoned on the altar, catching the firelight as the ancient tapestries began to burn. I was thrown at the dark alpha's feet. He crouched down, gripping my chin with fingers that were surprisingly gentle even as his eyes promised violence. "Do you know who I am, little wolf?" I spat in his face. He didn't even flinch, just wiped my blood from his cheek with something almost like amusement. I'd bitten my tongue when they threw me down. "I am Dante Blackthorne, Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack. And as of tonight, conqueror of Silvermoon territory." He leaned closer, and I could smell winter storms and dark pine on his skin.