Capitano X Mavuika Novels & Stories

"Somewhere I can claim you properly without interruption." Heat flooded through me despite the serum burning in my veins. The mate bond was screaming now, demanding completion, demanding he make me his in every way that mattered. We emerged into the night air, and I saw Marcus waiting beside a black SUV. His scarred face was grim as he took in my condition, the black veins still visible across my skin, the way I trembled in Dominic's arms. "Alpha, Dr. Volkov is waiting at the compound. She says she might be able to"

Asshole billionaire Maverick Vandenberg, You're a jerk! The biggest scum of all. I'm Valencia, myself; how dare you make me a substitute for a random woman? Since you dare, why don't you marry your woman today? F*** you. The biggest regret of my life is sacrificing my youth for you, you asshole. Why don't you enjoy being humiliated today? The youngest genius billionaire, Maverick, is let down by his bride. Oh, what a delightful caption. Hehehe.

I was the mastermind leading the Golden Trio to victory. Coach Jimenez looked at the three team captains, seeing the fierce, united front they formed around me. He saw the possessive devotion in Elijah's grip, the fierce pride in Karius's stoic eyes, and the passionate adoration in Chase's smile. But more than anything, he saw the undeniable, brilliant strategy displayed on the screen behind us. Slowly, Coach Jimenez stood up from his dark leather chair. He picked up his battered clipboard with his left hand. With a sudden, violent motion, Coach Jimenez slapped his heavy right hand down hard against the wooden surface of the conference table.

He almost looks as if he is made of metal. The four commanders sit down across from the Kea females who were first in line, and the announcer clears his voice. "Next up are the Captains. There are quite a few, so ages and achievements will have to be something you find out yourselves, ladies. Let's begin. Capt. Cull- Shikazs, Capt. Moor- Gaimo, Capt. Tilk- Bronkark, Capt. Bolis- Vaal, Capt. Nole- Bronkark, Capt. Terrax- Glortinon, Capt. Het- Makskin...

“This is your new sect. They will not like you and that's totally fine cause I didn’t ask them to.” She raised a hand and two guys stepped forward. One was tall with dark, braided hair, caramel skin, and a scar running from his jaw to his neck like someone once tried to silence him and failed. The other was lean, a little shorter, his violet eyes sharp and dangerous, with a quiet smirk that said I could kill you and make it look like an accident. Morgana gestured lazily. “This is Kianl, your captain. And that’s Rowan, your vice. You’ll answer to them... if you survive.”

Now I was in a pretty dark place, behind the stage "Now smile and walk gracefully to the middle of the stage!" I wasn't smiling and I wasn't walking gracefully. I dragged myself to the middle of the stage and saw a bunch of men with tux screaming and whistling. "This is one of the best girl we got today gentlemen!" Said the men. "Her name is Bambi Sivan. She is only 17 years old and... the best thing about her is that she is still a virgin!!! She is the first virgin that we got here in the past 5 months." That guy yelled and people started screaming their prices.

Rules were rules though and it was a very strict rule that said Capos did not mix socially with the Pakhan, he was their leader, the Boss to be obeyed at all times and that included his woman and Anton thought it was time she understood that. ‘Oh, okay that’s a shame it would have been nice to have a catch-up but never mind I hope that you have a nice time.’ She said turning away not hiding the disappointment on her face and not seeing the look that passed between the Capo and his boss, the smile fell from her lips as Anton hurried Mylene away toward his rooms. Luca stepped up next to her and placed his hand on the small of her back ushering her out to the limousine where Mishka was holding

Mirabella, unconscious in his arms, had become his anchor. His voice broke the silence like a stone thrown into still water. "I owe you both an apology... Antonio. Vincent." I blinked, and so did everyone else. A Capo doesn’t apologize. Not out loud. Not like this. The weight of his words sucked the air from the vehicle. I glanced sideways at Antonio, who seemed stunned into silence, while Vincent, true to form, gasped like he was in a soap opera and dropped to his knees in the moving limousine.

the capo responded before hanging up. ~~~ The car Xavier and Reina were riding in arrived at the underground base, and Xavier helped her out. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Xavier asked her once again, and she nodded with a determined expression. “Okay,” Xavier muttered, placing his hand on the small of her back and leading her inside. The capo, together with two men carrying sniper rifles, met them on the way and greeted them. Reina smiled at him, and Xavier introduced the capo to her.

Xander tells me. "What do you mean?" He shakes his head. "Mark will try and find a way around the contract, not that there is one. But he will try," I shake my head. "Why would he do that?" Xander stops with the paper he was reading over and rests his elbows on the table. "The Mortaga kingdom has the strongest warriors. But the Caputo kingdom is stronger. Long story short, Once a Caputo female marries a Mortaga, our kingdoms will be combined, and Mark thinks he will have more power and nothing could touch his kingdom,"