Deadly Alliances Novels & Stories

He added and Alejandro clenched his jaws. "Why don't you just do it!" He smirked. "huh!" "If you're tired of this then say it and I'll end you the way Antonio did!" Alejandro threatened and he fumed. "We've gone too far to stop and I'm not going to! Never!" He added, his mind determined. "How heartless are you, remember it was Massimo who started this and the deal ended on the day he died!" Alberto barked. "If only he hadn't gotten the safe, I was entitled to it!" Alejandro fired back and Alberto exhaled loudly.

Deadly Enmity. The same book I’d been reading when Oleg had invaded my room. When he’d threatened— Wait. My gaze dropped to the series number. Two. Not one. Two!!!

"Then I suggest you tell me everything I need to know about them. Starting with who's leading the coalition against us." "Ah. That would be Duke Moreau. Vladislov's eldest protégé, and possibly the most vindictive vampire in North America." Carmilla's expression darkened. "He's already sent word to the other supernatural families—the ones you've angered over the past week. The werewolf traditionalists. The fae courts. The sorcerers' guilds." "A coalition of enemies." "A coalition of everyone who fears what you're becoming." She met his eyes. "They're calling themselves 'The Victims Alliance.' And they've issued a formal declaration of war against Sterling Consolidated."

he continued, “but you need to stop. She’s a vampire. An enemy. A vermin who needs to be killed.” Maverick released my hand only long enough to face him fully. His jaw tightened, his tone sharp as steel when he spoke. “She’s my mate. And anyone who has a problem with it should come and fight me. If they dare.” Gasps echoed through the hall, but Travis didn’t flinch. Instead, he took one bold step closer, his voice dripping with warning. “You’re going against everything we stand for. You being Alpha doesn’t mean you get to break the rules.”

No one moved. Veylan opened the folder anyway. “Then we stay with the original sequence. Financial pressure. Conflicting intelligence. Selective leaks that make the inner circle distrust each other. The kings already suspect someone close to them. If we feed that suspicion toward the right names, they will do part of the work for us.” “Which names?” I asked. “Lord Ashford’s remaining allies in the treasury office. Two analysts who still have access they should have lost after the last purge. And one of Kade’s personal aides. Nothing direct. Just enough inconsistency to make Dante start watching his own people.”

"She became exactly what the prophecy predicted. A wolf who could command any pack regardless of bloodline or loyalty. By the time she was twenty, she had unified six territories under a single authority structure. Created what the records call the First Alliance." I felt something cold settle in my stomach. "That sounds like it should be celebrated. Why was it obscured?" "Because of what came after." Silas's expression was grim. "The unified territories were powerful. Too powerful. Other packs viewed them as an existential threat. They formed a counter-alliance and attacked. The war lasted three years and killed thousands of wolves on both sides." He paused. "The Prime, a woman named Katrin

The kind of silence that comes before the blood starts spilling. I turned to Raven. Wait...can I really trust him? I had come here blindly with him. But I'll always be alert, that's one thing for sure. And if Luciano was here, I’d put a bullet between his eyes so fast he wouldn’t have time to blink. This was the beginning of the end—for Luciano, for the spy, and for anyone else who thought they could fuck with Cassius DiMarco and live to brag about it. Hell was about to break loose. And I was the storm bringing it. Luciano, here I come.

Aleksei, much like his father, was seen as a merciless force, more savage than a respected member of the mafia. We had formed an alliance years ago, a secret pact sealed in blood. We provided each other with assistance in various ways, eliminating mutual enemies and forging an unspoken brotherhood. Now, faced with a formidable adversary that required finesse to eradicate, their collective support proved vital and, perhaps, indispensable. The Italian adversary wouldn't know what hit him. After all, we were the sons of darkness, bound by a covert alliance that thrived in the shadows.

she picked up a photograph of the arms dealer, eyes glittering with contempt “—is already drowning in debt. His empire is a house of cards. All we have to do is pull away the foundation.” She stood, walking to the board, tapping her pen against the faces of their enemies one by one. “Darius. Marek. Serrano. They’ve built their thrones on alliances. We turn those alliances into nooses. We don’t hit them in chaos—we hit them in sequence, cutting off every lifeline until they choke.” Lucian’s lips curved, slow and dangerous. Approval burned in his dark gaze. “She’s right.” Marco gave a low whistle, shaking his head with something between awe and unease. “You’ve turned her into a devil too, boss

“Of course not. I wanted to expose what happens to ungrateful backstabbers like you.” Amelia, nearly biting through her teeth, hissed, “When... when did you start planning this?” Calmly, I replied, “From the very beginning. When Alex was a month old, I knew he wasn’t my child, and I also knew Nathan wasn’t dead.” “Then, why didn’t you expose us back then?” she demanded, glaring at me. “I underestimated you, Claire. I really did!” “Directly exposing you would’ve been boring. It wouldn’t have ensured you faced the punishment you deserved,” I said with a smirk. “For scum like you, the only fitting outcome is a lifetime of suffering.”