Casanova Book Novels & Stories

Zara's POV I placed my hand on my racing chest, trying to steady my breath. My heart pounded against my ribs, my pulse erratic as I leaned against the desk. I still couldn't believe it—standing up to Cassius these days like I had a death wish. A Mafia Lord at that. Ruthless, dangerous, feared by everyone. But now that I thought about it... the only ruthless part of him was the killing. Apart from that, he seemed almost—normal. Cool, even. But nothing, absolutely nothing, could change the fact that he was a monster.

ROSALINE I would burn in hell for this. No, not even the devil would take me for the way I had betrayed my people. If my brother learnt of my little crusade with the enemy, it would be worse than hell for me. If I had known I would wake up in De Luca’s bed, naked and smelling of him, I would have never entertained the idea of drinking with him. I ran a hand through my tangled hair. There was no arguing that I looked like sex if that was even a thing. My eyes drifted to De Luca, his chest pressed to the mattress, breathing even and face peaceful. Do all Mafiosos look this unbothered when asleep?

I took the bottle of alcohol from his hands, dropping it on the floor. With a reluctant pout, Caspian drifted closer to me. He kicked off his boots with a desirous look on his face. Full of emotion. A wanting glare. “Fine. Have the bottle.” “But I need something to claim you as mine, Ava..” My heart thudded rapidly instantly. “W-why?” “To send all other men away. Because I’m entirely yours.” ... Made a short trailer for this book. To view, you can go to my In-sta-gram, @ra_high_eels

Just call me anytime you want. I didn't answer that when Maeve curses and a few utensils cling. "You alright, Maeve?" I ask and call Alyssa. "Y-yeah." She answered softly. I turned back and walked off while waiting for Alyssa to answer. She did answer and I went to the balcony. "So, what now, Casanova?" "Haven't you gotten laid last night?" I asked huskily. "Hmmm. I'm waiting for you last night." "Sorry, a good thing happens," I said just to make her jealous.

“Dad? Yeah, the gala ran late, so I’ll be lodging at a hotel tonight. Yeah… No, I’m too tired to drive. I’ll be home tomorrow. G’night.” He bought it without question. I hung up the phone as anticipated coursed through my like electricity. The night air was cool on my heated skin as we alighted, Damian’s hand on the lower part of my back to guide me up the stairs to his door. He opened the door and ushered me in. Soon as we crossed the threshold, the lights flicked on and my breath stopped. A man lounged on the couch, swirling a glass of red liquid and smirking in a way that was hot, devilish and utterly roguish.

[ AUTHOR's NOTE: ATTENTION!! ATTENTION!! Guys! Marcello De Rossi will be the next lead of this " Mafia Don Series". The second standalone book of this series is expecting to be released on September if everything goes well. I will write about Marcello De Rossi on my second book. Trust me, the second part will be hotter than the current one because it based on a forbidden love story. ] ____________ || AZRAEL DE LUCA'S POV || My sharp voice reverberated inside the room. I couldn't stop my discontent when I saw her here. Cassendra got up from her seat elegantly, folding the magazine midway. She shrugged before telling me,

“He’s the kingpin of global flesh trade. Those pups? Inventory. And he was my original mark when I first came here.” Three sets of eyes blinked at me. I arched a brow at my mates. You never briefed them? Their shrugs said priorities. “Seems our fearless leaders omitted a detail,” I drawled. “I’m not just your Luna. I’m a trained assassin. Interrogation specialist.” Sighing, I turned back. “Seems our Alphas left out a detail. I’m an assassin. A master torturer.” Silence. Then— Marcus barked a laugh. “Fuck me, that’s good. Almost sold it too. Seriously though—” He froze at our stone-faced expressions. “…No way. You’re actually—holy shit! No wonder you’re a badass.” His grin could’ve powered a

“Answer me, Rose.” “Yes.” The word hissed out of her lips, husky and warm, making me iron hard as my cock tried to get out of my pants and fuck her then and there. . . A. Gupta Check out my other books: CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance BRIDE TO BE. TWISTED MARRIAGE - A DARK MMF Mafia Romance His Broken Princess His Steel Princess All my books are dark with anti heroes and erôtica. All books are completed!

He gazed at the throng of books on the table, ancient books that Casper had managed to nip out of the store room; he had actually been surprised to know that his beta had taken them from the pack’s library when they had been ousted. Casper has always been a bookworm, a nerd, a strange nerd if it must be said, since he doesn’t act like one, but reads a lot of history. Well, he has been going through them all but he has found nothing on the kataigaida. The only thing that he was able to see was the beast that had given him a hot pursuit in his dream.

I frowned, that is the concept I don’t also understand, he fucking burnt into ashes so how the hell is he alive. “What if…” She paused. “…Victor was reborn?” I stared at her. “…Reborn?” She nodded. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Jane blinked at me. “So much for being the Supreme King.” I rolled my eyes. “Oh, here we go.” “Did you even read the history books my husband spent months collecting for you?” “…Jayden read them.” She pinched the bridge of her nose. “Well that can’t be helped since he’s the brainy one between you two.”