Capitano X Lumine Novels & Stories

"We bought some time, but that's all. The muties will either return in force or whittle us down. There's no way to stop them, not without help from the Navy, and more is everything" Salom was about to agree when someone cleared her throat. Both officers turned to find that Captain Lucy had entered the tent. A civilian stood at her side. The man was dressed in a ball cap, plaid shirt, and khaki shorts. He could have passed for a tourist if it hadn't been for the shoulder holster and combat boots that he wore. Marco raised an eyebrow. "Yes?" Lucy produced her usual shit-eating grin. "I would like you to meet Dr. Anselm Bato, sir. He works for a company called Doug Douglas Enterprises".

The low amber glow of the chandelier casting eerie silhouettes over the faces of men who had built empires on blood and fear and unwavering loyalty. I sat at my usual spot at the long mahogany table with fingers drumming idly against the polished surface my gaze locked on Don Vittorio Romano. The man with a similar last name to mine but we still don’t share a single thing. The Capo dei Capi. The man who despite his failing health still had the audacity to challenge me.

He touches the screen quickly and the announcer begins to speak and move down the line. "Captain Terrax will be fighting a Latroot...Commander Saz will be fighting a Mangog...Commander Fornis will be fighting a Bunte...Captian Het will be fighting a Zobilo...Captain Cailan will be fighting a Balsig," the announcer says so quickly I stop breathing so I can hear him properly.

Sovereign. The mercenary captain's voice blasted over the open emergency frequency, manic and unyielding: "L.V. Global fleet, disengage now! We are locked on a ramming vector! One more knot forward and we will broadside your flagship, cut her in half, and send three hundred million in cargo straight to the ocean floor!"

“Don, Capo Genino is here to see you.” Alonso stuck his head in the door to notify Xander whose fingers immediately stilled on the keys of his laptop. “Bring him in.” Xander smirked and closed the lid on his device before leaning back in his seat. “Don Moretti.” Joseph Genino bowed his head in respect as the door closed behind him. “Have you come to me with a decision?” Xander cocked an eyebrow, but his face remained stoic.

He walked over to my side of the table. “Let’s just be together, you and me. For just one night, and then tomorrow, everything can go back to normal.” I smiled as I took his hands. “That sounds lovely.” His bright smile returned. “There’s a small gate at a corner of the fence, it's forgotten and unguarded, on the other side is the most beautiful view of the black sea you could ever see.” “Are you sure it’s safe?” his smile wavered briefly, and he placed his hands on my shoulders. “You are my Luna, I would never let anything happen to you.”

I began slowly, trying to keep my voice calm, “he’s from Blackthorne Vale, you said?” Seraphina nodded, her brow furrowing. “Yes. He’s an emissary, a messenger sent to request our help urgently.” Urgent, huh? The room seemed to grow colder as the realization settled deep inside me. They’d messed with the wrong Luna. I would make them pay. For everything.

He would get her and their children to safety. He had to. "The humans, they snuck up on us while we were all sleeping," he said into her hair. "They have cannons and archers and silvers. We need to get out of here." Casper lifted his head to address Morgana and Xavier as well. "How?" Xavier asked. His question was not a challenge, but a pledge of loyalty. He would follow his Alpha's guidance, no matter what it took. Casper met his eye in acknowledgement. "Follow me, I have an idea," he stated and took off down the hall.

They knew that it was not good. “You really want to know, huh?” Max stood up and faced her grandfather who did not move a muscle of flinch. “Yes.” “Quentin, I really think this is not the time..” “I will tell you.” It was mid day and the sun was blazing hot. But Max’s blue flame seemed to grew even brighter, even bigger. And in it, face of a guardian wolf appeared. “I have her, Hera, my guardian wolf.” Quentin, Betty and the more or less ten people left in the arena were blinded by the light and feared it as well. They all knew the story of the guardian wolves.

“You’re wondering who I am. Why I stopped those bastards from roasting you alive.” Alexei swallowed. “Yes, i... I was a bit surprised, sir.” Lucien smiled, call me Lucien, Capo or better still The Don. Ok sir... The Don, he stammered. “I am Capo Lucien Delacroix, my full name. Lord and Don of this city’s underworld. Every politician you’ll ever see on the news? I own them. Every business that looks untouchable? They pay me. The police that dragged you into alleys before? They salute me when I walk past.”