Dante Aphmau Novels & Stories

He stepped forward and fired off two shots—one in each head of the men I’d injured. Domenico nodded. “Thank you, Santiago.” He took a step forward, but before he could take another, his legs gave out and he crashed to the marble floor. “Fuck.” Santiago rushed forward and called the others over. They got him to his feet and walked him out to the car. “Miss,” Santiago said as I watched in horror as Domenico’s strength spilled out of him. My gaze moved away from him to Santiago. “Get him to a doctor. Fast.”

Dante glanced at me and back at the files "Do you want to talk about it?" I sniffed. The only reason I will talk about what happened was that I wanted to clear whatever impression Dante had in his head. I did not want him to assume things. "I do not know if you are aware that Mr. Monero called me over last night." Dante was looking at me with rapt attention now. He nodded. "He had an asthmatic attack last night when I was there, and I helped him out. I know about his rules and everything, so I just helped him to save his life and I slept off there only to receive an outlash from him this morning."

I wonder why rich people loved to go to hospitals far away when they could easily visit the hospitals in town. Bandera Memorial Hospital was a privately owned hospital and it was highly known for its competence and had recognition all over the country. Driving into the hospital vicinity, I was really fascinated by the large buildings and how neat the place was. It was exceptional. I waited for Dante to come down to open the door for me. He had made a ritual for him to do that whenever he drove me. This arrogant, grumpy, condescending man had a bit of sweetness in him after all. “Thank you” I said as I got down from the car with support from him.

"Sir, I got the results. There is indeed a Dante De Santis in Italy. Would you like to take a look?" Matthias grunted, so Hamilton stepped forward and showed him the computer. Images of Dante were all over the screen. There Dante stood, at award ceremonies and high-end social parties. "I'll take over from here," Matthias said, taking the laptop from him. Hamilton gave him a questioning look but turned and left. Once alone in the ward, Matthias looked through the photos. Dante was beaming, dressed in a fine suit as he stood at an award ceremony.

I asked. "Alessandro Russo, tall, tanned, handsome you know the typical mafia man type" My heart dropped and my palms began to sweat, thinking back to my husband, the love of my life who left me at the lowest point of my life, and I was going to see him at the gala for the first time in a year. "I'll send you the rest of the details," Mateo states and hangs up, leaving my head spinning and my mind in a whole different state. A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life I'd ever had and then destroyed it.

The store became a slaughterhouse. Serena managed to grab most of the ritual ingredients, but as they fought their way toward the exit, Damien took a brutal hit — a mutated infected with jagged bone blades slashed deep across his chest. Vampire healing was fast, but the Lunar Rage virus was slowing it dangerously. “Kael!” Serena screamed as three infected cornered the werewolf near the food court. Kael fought like a demon, but one of the creatures — a former cafeteria worker whose name tag still read “Maria” — sank teeth into his shoulder. He roared in pain and ripped her apart, but the damage was done. The virus was trying to take hold in his powerful system.

His hand trembled as he dialed her number and held the phone to his ear. "Fucking answer the call! Answer the damn phone!" At that moment, Dante felt like he was going to lose his mind. If only he could find someone to pay and get this shit done, he would never have gotten involved with her. For months, he had tried to get a donor for his Mom, but no matter the amount of money he was willing to offer, nobody ever came to him. Of course, nobody in their right mind would want to lose their sight for any amount of money no matter how huge it was, yeah?

"When you thought that I was human, you wanted to kill me because I couldn't be compelled! If we weren't on the verge of war and the apocalypse, some of you would surely try to kill me right now! None of you even cared to find out if I were a threat to anyone, and I bet that most of those other Nephilims killed before me weren't a threat to you either!" The whole room turned silent. I glanced around and saw Calvel barely stifling his laughter while Amanda and Nicor secretly gave me thumbs-up. A few others lowered their heads as I tried to meet their eyes. Then my gaze locked on Dante's. He cleared his throat and got up. "I might have failed to mention that I owe you an apology for what my fa