Capitano X Lumine Novels & Stories

Raven noticed the hesitation and spoke firmly, “Speak. Luna Lyra is not an outsider.” The warrior nodded and replied, his voice hoarse from travel but clear, “Alpha, I rode ahead to deliver urgent news. We’ve captured a traitor who infiltrated the group.” He paused, glancing at Lyra again before continuing, “He’s still alive, being escorted with the herb convoy on their way back. We await your orders.” Raven's voice darkened, “How did you catch him?” The warrior responded immediately, pride and vigilance in his tone, “As instructed by you, we followed the plan. The real herbs were sent with a different team via an alternate route. The chests we carried were filled only with decoy hay.”

As the pirate lost his strength, Leo push past his blocking sword and slid the pirate’s throat. Leo returned to Luz’s side, cleaning his blades with practiced efficiency. Meanwhile, Luz advanced on the remaining pirate captain. The man’s bravado evaporated completely under the Corrompido commanders intimidating presence. He fumbled for his cutlass but hesitated. The pirate’s bravado vanished entirely as Luz closed the distance. “Last change to surrender,” Luz stated, his voice carrying the finality of judgment itself. “Or I will gut you where you stand and feed your corpse to the crabs.” Lua positioned herself behind them both, her crossbow aimed steadily at the pirate’s back while Leo maint

Alessandro's surprise was fleeting, replaced by a calculating gaze. He took another sip of his wine, swirling the deep red liquid in his glass as he studied Salvatore’s seething expression. "Are you sure about this?" Alessandro asked, his voice unreadable. Salvatore scoffed, shaking his head. "If there's anything, my teams are the best." Alessandro rested his glass on the polished wooden table, fingers tapping against the stem. "But Marco Donato is my Capo, and Delilah Donato is his wife."

“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.”

Mustafa who is now with Zoe wants to live a new life again after going through hell in his marriage with Cassie but with the children they have standing in the way, how does he function properly as the husband to Zoe and as a father to the children he has with Cassie? Cassie is left to deal with the misery, trying to patch all of the broken pieces together after so much has been ruined. Would she ever get a renewal of love and life itself when there's unprecedented polyandry standing in the way? Aren't you excited for this??? Ooh la la! Until next time, see you in The Captor, sequel to The Captive! One more thing, you can read The Captive on GoodNovel now and you can also purchase it on Okad

Echoing through my room. “Yeah. I just have things on my mind at this moment.” Keeping my eyes fixed to the moon. “Do you mind pouring us something to drink?” “Of course.” He walked towards the table where a few drinks were placed. From Captain Morgan to Gin. Strong to weak drinks. Pouring me a glass of gin and handing it to me. With a confused look on my face. I stared at him for a second or two.

The fury burned in my chest; my voice rose like a blade: “I will not be an unfilial daughter. And now—leave.” A stunned silence. He stood there, mouth working, no words coming out. Then Colin’s hand closed over mine, warm and steady. “Don’t waste another breath on him,” he murmured. “He’s not worth your time.” He lifted his eyes to Barry, his tone as calm as a blade drawn from its sheath: “I am a Warrior of Bayport. I am the Bond-mate chosen by the Bayport Council itself. This injury of my leg was earned at the border, saving lives. And even so, I can still protect Emily.

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

Elena said, fixing her gaze firmly at Lumina. “I see and the demon is called Leuvis. Am I correct?” Lumina asked, glancing at everyone. “Yes that's right but how did you know?” Elena asked hesitantly, looking at Uriel and Elvenia who were standing at her left side. “ As a spirit I can see the past and future. I can assure you that you would be very victorious but everything good comes with sacrifices.” Lumina said, magicing up a sceptre. “What is that for?” Elena asked, glancing at what Lumina conjured up.

A man who hold so much power and authority just like Sain Czar. Even if those sign of aging are too evident on his face now, that doesn't change the fact that he is the current Capo pf Sintti Crime Organization. He is the dangerous Luscio Costello. Looking at him right now, I could say that he is on a deep thoughts while giving me a curious gaze. "What are the things that you figure out?" He ask in a low voice. He sound almost calm but not quiet. He was like controlling his tone just like how he is controlling his anger.