Claude Alois Novels & Stories

Alessandro Emilio drank his whiskey slowly as he listened to his friend complaining about their girlfriends and wives and some praising them. “So Alessandro Emilio when are you planning to get married.” Abdullah Malik asked as he took a deep inhale of sheesha . His all friends were married except Salvotore Orsini and he knew only six more months and Salvotore Orsini would be married as well. He felt weird all of sudden. As in complex? He was 29 and single. It wasn’t that it affected him or anything. All his friends knows about the lines of proposals for Alessandro Emilio. But that moment he felt weird. So without thinking much he said whatever came on his tongue.

.” Emery sat back and I looked at him and smiled. He had been pale since Nick and Dalton shifted in front of him, but now he looked like he was going to throw up. I looked over at Dalton, “I might not be human? I mean, I’m definitely not a wolf, and I’m for sure not a vampire so what the fuck could I possibly be?” He kept his eyes on the road and sighed but his facial expression looked pained, “I have an idea, but I don’t want to say it until I can confirm it. The night I brought you to my pack house I noticed your name tag and the name LaFlamme was so familiar to me, but I couldn’t pinpoint where I had seen or heard it before,” he looked over at me and grabbed my hand, “There was a woman wh

“I know what you’re thinking, and yes I know who you are. You’re Claude-” “-The great secretary, I presume?” He cut me off. “Hell no, you’re famous simply just by being you, the Claude Verganza. You didn’t need Allistair’s name to be powerful.” Well, I’m telling the truth though. He didn’t need anyone because as I’ve mentioned, Claude is powerful even though he’s not Allistair’s secretary. “Oh, okay. You, why are you being so casual to me?” he crumpled his forehead. “Are we even close? Hmm?”

he growled after paying. “You forgot something” we turned to see Pierre; the poor man was carrying all the bags “The underwear is missing.” "Ah, fuck,” Alex groaned, squeezing my hand even more. Pierre started laughing as he guided us to "La perla", the most beautiful underwear store I had ever seen. “Don't these people know what cotton is?” mumbled Alex annoyed “These clothes are transparent allover” "Hey, Abbie, check this out." I looked confused at the diaphanous "cloth” that Pierre was showing me, just a triangle of black cloth held by three strips.

He stood up and walked around his desk walking in front of me. "Perfect." I smiled. He stuck out his hand and I gladly shook it. "Talk to you then. Alpha Alcander." He smiled while he lead me out of his office. "Talk to you then, Alpha."

He smiled down at her rather cheekily. "You should have given me a heads-up." Ayla let out a groan in frustration. "I did ask you about your other crazy exes before." She recalled her little altercation with Nova. "Firstly, Nova is not an ex." Claude replied to her with a frustrated groan. He knew she deliberately ignored his words every time just to get on his nerves, but he couldn't help the annoyance that filled him up. "Secondly, how was I supposed to know that Selene was gonna stalk me all the way to my family home."

After an hour in flight the information I had asked for comes through on all of Sandra's friends but one who seems to late to the party. " Ok let's see who we're dealing with shall we" I link the file to the tv and start to give my men a quick briefing "Gorden Clover age twenty-six has a criminal history of assault currently on probation. Hannah Sandoval age twenty student at Hillside community college studying to be a teacher" I hear a few chuckles and comments about if they had a teacher like her but ignore them and continue "Sarah Hall age twenty-two there is nothing else I b her other then her picture and our last guest seems to be a no show but the name on the V.I.P list gave us her nam

I growled, standing to refill my whiskey while they kept going with the report. Angelo is my Consigliere. My right hand. The one who represents the family in matters at the country’s central werewolf headquarters. Angelo, Leo, Nino, Dante, and Stephanie are the members of the Circle. The core of my power. The society that binds us, where we handle the business that keeps this family afloat. “I know you don’t like these events, but the Alpha King will be celebrating his 150th birthday at Frosthaven Castle,” Angelo explained, trying to convince me like always to show up at public events.

I said, and she frowned, trying to process what I was saying. “Alvize, Ezra’s brother, was being serious?” She asked and I nodded, crossing my arms over my chest. “Ianos named him Konstantin. He has asked me to inform you to be a little patient, we will find a way to get you out of here. But things are a bit too messy right now.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. Letting her out of here would only lead to her death for Ian’s freedom, and the last thing I needed or wanted was to have a prick like him living freely. He can live within the borders of the cemetery with my sister visiting him when she desires, or more specifically, when he calls her. I knew that she was crazy, but I doubted

CASSANDRA POV "You're so pretty," He slurs, grinning like a little child, and his eyes move to my breasts, not even trying to hide it. "You wanna go home and fuck?" "I asked you a question" I state. "So feist" He purrs. "You wanna go home and fuck?" He grins once again dowing the last of his whiskey with one gulp and I can smell alcohol from breath from here. "Okay, we're going home; you've had enough, big boy," I joke, standing up from my seat; Alessandro does the same, stumbling a little. He puts his arm around my shoulder to support himself, and I practically drag him out of the club.