Christopher Ammanuel Novels & Stories

“ Where are you going? “Nikolai asked when he noticed me following him. “ What do you mean? I’m going with you to meet Florian and Anabelle, “ I answered like he was crazy for even asking that. “ No, you’re not. Go to Lily or relax. “ I was shocked by what he was asking. He was the one who had insisted that he and I were a package deal but now he wanted to separate the package. “ Why? Didn’t we say that there are no secrets between us? “ He sighed and put his hands on my cheeks. “ Look, I know what I said but we are going to talk about things I know you can’t fathom to listen to. Anabelle is a mafia enforcer although she is a freelancer and can work for anyone. “

Stephanie snapped at the man with open hostility, and I saw the guards already moving to remove him. “Wait. I’ll answer him.” Lorenzo lifted a hand, signaling for them not to drag out the kamikaze journalist. “No, I’m not afraid of being criticized. In fact, I challenge anyone to come here and tell me to my face that my Luna is worth less because she’s an Omega. Is that what you think?” He answered with all the arrogance of a man who owned this territory. “No, no, Patriarch. I’m only voicing other people’s concerns. The King...” the man replied, trying to keep his pants dry.

His presence filled the space before he even spoke. “Mrs. Blackthorn,” he said smoothly, his tone refined, charming even. “I hope I’m not intruding. I do intend to come on time when it is meetings like this.” I gestured for him to sit. “Not at all. You have me at a disadvantage, though. I don’t believe we’ve met. And given your scent, I can tell that you are not from here, Alpha.” He smiled, slow and confident, the kind of smile that didn’t quite reach the eyes. “Forgive me. Alpha Lorenzo D’Amaris. But I choose to go by Mr. D’Amaris when it is amongst humans.”

He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life. Maybe it’s him….. My curiosity got best out of me and I found myself walking to the man. I with hushed steps walked closer to him. The man was looking at the grave and was unaware of my approaching hushed footsteps. As I was 3 steps away from him he suddenly turned with speed of tornado and a cold metal touched my forehead. My eyes widened. It was him….James Russo….but my eyes didn’t widened on him seeing here but on what was in his hand that he was pointing on my forehead.

Alessandro and Draco stood there baffled at their childish wife and girlfriend behaviour. They looked at each other and shook hands with no expression on their face. "Hello, I am Draco Blackwood. Welcome to my home." "Hello, Alessandro Williams. Thank you." Sabrina wasn't surprised at his fake surname. He use this surname "Williams" in business world. One of many reasons people recognise him as the CEO and not as "Alessandro Kingston" the mafia leader of California. "Hello, I am Lily Harrison." Lily said as he shook hand with Alessandro. Alessandro passed her the bouquet and she smiled delightfully.

I was just asking him if he's a priest and he retorted by asking me if I'm a prostitute. "I'm sorry but I'm a little bit lost here, what are you talking about?" I asked the man. "You wouldn't believe it but I just made $1000 for one client only. There's a weird priest inside that Abbey, he's willing to pay you money if you play along with his fetish. At first, I thought the priest was gay and he wants to have sex with me but then he just asked me to wear this ugly black cassock, he then cut my palm using his fucking teeth and sip my blood like he was so thirsty. I know it's fucking weird but I don't care anymore as long as I'm getting paid with it." The man told me and I don't know why but t

Alpha Damien stormed towards the person he hated most in the world—Ariel. He wanted to torture her, torture her so much that, she would feel pain that, even he, had never felt before. He wanted to punish and torture her to the extent that, she would beg him to kill her. Likewise, he wanted her to feel a pulsing type of pain never experienced before, so much that his heart ached, and he felt a blinding anger taking over him, consuming his whole body.

Amber looked almost as confused but her face flushed, clearly getting flustered from the sudden notion from Chris. “What’s your name?” He asked her, “Amber, Amber Elizabeth Serkan.” She told him, “That’s beautiful.” He told her, “I’m Christopher Koray Alcmene, eldest son of Alpha Jackson Alcmene.” I went over to my mom and nudged her, “What’s going on?” I asked, she smiled, “Amber is Christopher’s mate.” She stated, I raised an eyebrow, “How? Aren’t they cousins?” I asked, she giggled and shook her head,

[Isaac] It is because I find it so hard to control my desires. It is because I find it so difficult to keep Clement from infusing and taking over partially. It is because I find her attractive. It is because I don't know how else to react. I told myself, my elf….maybe convinced ourselves to believe these things. Otherwise, I know I will allow in self-pity and feed that wench’s ego and happiness. I am a rotten creature inside out. I don’t know how to be civil, don’t know how to react any other way, so I react rashly. I spew out venomous words that are bound to hurt the other like I did to Kathryn just now.

Amelia said and smiles at Morana to reassure her. "I see. I'm glad that it's you, Amelia. My son may not be perfect but I hope you'll take care of him" Morana said as she held Amelia's hands. "I will" Amelia smiles. She didn't know what to say. Damian doesn't even love her. He had made it clear to her that she was only a mistake that he's taking responsibility for. Amelia felt a sting in her chest when she thought about what he said. 'I'm just taking responsibility for the mistake that I made. Isn't that enough?' she clearly remembers every single word that he said.