Novel & Cerita Creepypasta Luigi

“She told me about Beatrice’s little pop-up. I know you’re involved in this.” Arching an eye brow, I raised my glass and took a slow sip. “Perfume?” I scoffed once I’d swallowed. “Really, Luigi? You know damn well I don’t dapple in perfumes.” “I know it was you,” Luigi spat, his voice rising. I chuckled. “You give me far too much credit, Luigi. Beatrice is ambitious enough to plot her own schemes. Perhaps your little mistress should blame her instead of me.” Luigi’s teeth ground together. He leaned forward, planting his palms on the stone ledge of the hot tub, his face inches from mine. “I swear, if you even so much as try to pull something like this again, I’ll…”

She cleaned her lips with the back of her palm. "Why are you overreacting? Is this your first-time kissing?" Ralph asked in a cold tone. "No but…." Lucinda couldn’t bring herself to say anything; she was already feeling bad that the kiss happened, and she felt like she had wronged Lucifer. Ralph grabbed her wrist, pulling her away from the puzzle with his eyes fixed on it. He took out his phone and took a picture of the puzzle. It was a giant map that looked like the map of the city they were in, but there were a lot of places that had treasure chests at the top.

The car skidded to a halt outside a run-down house. I was out before the vehicle had fully stopped. Running through the open door, down the hall, straight to the bedroom. I just followed the only light on like a beacon. And then—I stopped. Luca and Luigi were panting, right behind me. All of us paused...horror setting in. "Jesus Chist..." Luigi said under his breath. "Fucking Hell.." Lucas said sharper, eyes wild. Because the room told the story. Broken glass. Upturned crumpled sheets. Dark stains...blood. Too much. Way too much.

"Relax, babe. I'm with Salvatore. Your brother had a wild night, so we left the club early," She seemed to be hastily walking, "I was so worried about you. No one knew your whereabouts, and..." "Babe I'm fine." Rune stood up, "What happened? Why so tensed?" In the background of the call, someone said, "Ma'am, Mr. Luigi is ready to meet you." "Thank you," she murmured, then to him, her voice dropped to a whisper: "Greg was found dead outside the club last night." *** Naked and tied to his car spread eagle," Luigi cleared his throat in an attempt to relieve the tightness in his voice. "The killer took his time, ridding us of all doubt that this was a premeditated murder."

As much as I didn't want to pick up Lucia's call; I ended up doing just that; I did; and at the background; I heard violent screams at the background; I almost drop the plate in my hand in fear… I ask Lucia, what is happening there; and she told me that she went to a party with Muna; and all of a sudden, Muna began to shake and she turned into a hairy monster; a Werewolf… And now; everyone at the party have their voices, high pitched due to fear; I told Lucia to send me the address to the party; I pick up my jacket; and hurried there; I stop by the address Lucia had sent to me; the entire place had claw marks all over; I walk inside; and I saw everyone sitting at a corner; I went further and

" It read: A + A + A +C=NL Most of the pack would not have understood that. Jesse on the other hand had done a lot of research on the Paglione family. She had gone over the information that they had on them over and over. It wasn't a lot, but what she did know was that the letters were names. Anthony, Athena, Anthony, and C was Alyssa. The Pagliones had one child AJ. Anthony Junior. If in fact, the C was Alyssa then they had found out that she was in that pack. At least that was what they were hoping. NL must stand for Cosa Nostra Lupus.

He was the perfect puppet - he had the looks of a good candidate, and if he could woo people the way he conned women into his bed, it’d be easy enough to ensure whoever the puppet master was called all the shots. “I’m sure it’s someone from the family line,” I insisted. Cato leaned in closer, giving me a toothy grin. “Then why the hell have I been seein’ so many lycans in the past couple days?” He was whisked away, back into the thrum of customers, before I could answer. Another pink drink slid down the bar, stopping in front of me. It was a trick Cato was proud of, and one I didn’t mind until I had to close up my tab - one that had been steadily growing over the past years.

I state firmly, though I doubt he’ll survive long enough to tell me much. “Boss, it’s bad,” Lorenzo warns. “The scene was brutal. Whoever did this wanted to send a message.” “They did,” I mutter, clenching my free hand into a fist. “And I’ll make sure they regret it.” I end the call, shoving my phone into my pocket as I step back onto the crowded street. Each step makes my limp feel more pronounced, but the pain is nothing compared to the fury burning in my chest. The game is on, and I’m going to remind whoever dared cross the De Luca family why I’m the Don.

Not this time. We moved into the house with precision. Eddie was right next to me, his presence a solid support. It didn't take long before we noticed Luigi—sitting in the shadows, looking like a mere ghost of the man he once was. His eyes widened when he saw us, a mix of fear and defiance on his face. "I thought you'd never find me," he taunted, trying to get up but stumbling. "Interesting," I replied coldly. He straightened up, attempting to regain some control. "You think you've won, huh? You believe that taking me out will solve everything?"

I was the cause of all this, were it not for my f**king plan she could still be her room. The iron door noisily creaked as it opened. My vision was blurred and hazy, but in the door way stood a huge figure holding a spotlight in my direction. The light almost distorted my vision as I writhed and groaned in pain on the floor. Every part had its version of pain and the worst of it all was my head. I felt as if my skull was peeling off! "Please just let me go," I begged in resilience but he was busy on his phone. Moreno Freeman like any other mafia , he was a man to fear. If only he knew I had killed Monique...