Dante Aphmau Novels & Stories

I was thankful that things went the way they are. “You are okay, Aurora. They would pay for what just happened, and Mattia is dead. You just need to breathe, okay?” she told me, her tone assuring. I nodded, looking at the place where Leonardo and Mattia were. Dante had called men to come and take their bodies without getting the cops involved, using his power as the D’Angelo Capo. And now, all that was left was their blood which they were currently going to clean.

I yelled, pulling myself from the mattress to the headboard. My inner wolf was beckoning on me to run, not see him as my mate. "I-I'm looking for Damon! I need to see Damon!" The smile disappeared from his face, going cold completely. He froze, his hand hanging in the air. The heat rose in the room, and I felt it set on me. "Damon?" he repeated, his voice soft in a strange way. "The Alpha who rejected you? Is that your first thought after giving birth to my children?" His sudden rage overwhelmed him. The power aura rolling off him was thick, and I felt like I was suffocating.

I opened the first page. The Roma's are a very rich and influential people in the whole of italy, they are half America and half italian, there own the biggest Wine producing company here in italy and have more company's, the Roma's Only heir Dante Roma born on the 14 of December 1990 is the only surviving member of the family and is the CEO of over 7 big product company and industries, well known and influential. I paused. Dante is an orphan? He doesn't have a family, maybe that's why he's so mean. I bet he doesn’t knows what being a family guy is.

Reaver’s sharp gaze fell on him. “I guess you don’t know since you haven’t actually seen him with the hood off,” Prof. Dimitrio said gently, “but Pan Phineas is a war hero who almost died during the revolt,” she told the students. “Half of his body was badly burned by the fire mages who sided with the rebels. It is a miracle that he is still clinging on to life even after that incident.”

He leaned back as he examined it . "Dante Yolando, resident doctor in general medicine, Saint Hok's hospital. Age: Twenty-five years. Zodiaca sign: Aries. Height; 5'7. Has a single mother and a sister." Sebastian read out loud. He thought their last meeting would be yesterday but he just couldn't get Dante out of his head. He wants to know more about him. For some reason, he is curious.

Michael looks like a robot who doesn't even care that three strange men are walking toward us right now. "We've been searching for you all around the world, Freya. Catalina did a great job hiding any trail that will lead us to you." Said a man in the middle. I couldn’t help but frown when I heard my mother’s name. "Who are you? How did you know my mother?" I asked the man one question after another and I tried to look at his face but he was wearing a thick black hood that almost covered his whole face. "We are the Dahlia, Freya." The man responded to me and I suddenly felt extremely nervous when I heard what the man in the black hood just said.

Martina nodded and replied, "I'm the neurologist who will be performing surgery on a patient with a grade 4 brain tumor." Dr. Dwayne was shocked and asked, "Dr. Martina Luis Castillo?" Martina nodded in affirmation. Dr. Dwayne couldn't believe it and said, "And you've agreed to go on a date with me? A famous doctor like you?" Martina smiled and thought to herself, ‘If only he knew that she was also a mafia.’ “Can I go see the patient?" Martina asked. Dr. Dwayne nodded in response. He considered telling Martina the truth about the patient but ultimately decided against it. Instead, he warned her,

Dante woke up the next day, sitting up and blankly looking at Amara, who was still lying beside him on the bed. He yawned and forced himself out of the bed, making his way to the bathroom. Within a few minutes, he was done with taking his bath and brushing his teeth. Today was one of those Saturdays where some outstanding deals he couldn't conclude with during the workdays would be attended to. In less than 30 minutes, he is expected to be meeting with one of such clients.

“Stay here with him. Dante has doubled the guard on this wing. No one—not even the household staff—enters or leaves without my express permission.” “Where are you going?” she asked, panic rising at the thought of him leaving. “The donor registry just flagged a potential match in Switzerland,” Damian said, his eyes burning with a lethal resolve. “I’m going to ensure that heart makes it to this estate by sunrise, even if I have to buy the hospital and fly the plane myself. We aren't losing him, Aurelia.” He didn't leave her alone. He left her with a promise. As he strode out of the room with Dante at his heels, Aurelia realized the war between them hadn't ended, but for the first time, they we

Dante regains his composure and goes back into the hall to do as instructed. “Before we end Alessandro and Amber’s misery, let me tell you something, okay?” Dante asks a rhetorical question as he stares at Alessandro who is drained out because of his blood loss. The men are ordered to stop Alessandro’s bleeding as Dante squats down dangerously close to the capo.