Dominic Moretti Novels & Stories

"And you picked Dominic fucking Castellano?" "I didn't choose him," I protested, my flush creeping upward to my cheeks. "I didn't even know his name. He didn't use a last name. Just Dominic. He bought me a drink, and we talked. he was friendly, cryptic. I assumed he was a traveler or an entrepreneur type. I did not inquire." Mia's jaw dropped into a pout. "Elena. You are a police officer. You read others for a living." I had thrown myself back onto the couch and groaned. "I know. I was not sane. I just. I had to not be in control once in a while. And he-he knew this. He knew me like an evil book or something."

“Before you blew up. I cross-referenced the timestamp. Same night you first used the alias Domica on your side Reddit account.” Dominique went still. “He’s been watching since the beginning.” “Or longer,” Damien said. “He may have created the beginning.” She stepped back, stomach twisting. “What if… what if he’s not obsessed with Domica? What if he’s obsessed with Dominique?” Damien nodded grimly. “That’s what I’m afraid of.” They stood in silence, the weight of it pressing into their bones. Then, in a sudden burst of frustration, Dominique threw a small shard of glass across the greenhouse, where it shattered against a wall of ivy.

She felt her juice running down her leg again and her mouth flew open. “What do you want Bella?” he growled into her ears again, the sound of his husky dominant voice pushed her a little to the edge and she wanted to find her release, so she rubbed her clit faster. Just as she neared the edge, he pulled out of her and stilled the movement of her finger.

“When our mom was running away from her problems, she ended up laying with a guy that she met on her way out to New Orleans. Janelle and I were around 2 and 4 years old, but we had already knew that she was pregnant with our brother when we arrived to the new city. What we didn’t know was that the guy was a different breed than us.” “What would be different from you guys?” “Dominic’s dad is a vampire, Triniti.” Nancy said. Boy, I swear this story gets better and better. Man, this was definitely too much for me. But, I guess that’s what I get for laying with a guy I barely know. “So, Dominic is a hybrid?” I asked, putting all of this together from what he just told me. “He is, but he hasn’t b

Xavier explained. “Arghhh….” Rex feigned a groan. “That’s no fun.” “Ugh?” Xavier asked. “We need to keep Ryan out of prison, and shake the mastermind behind all this game.” Rex said. “The mastermind?” Rex hissed. “Rio….” “Mr Moretti? I thought….” “He loved Luca?” Rex chuckled. “Yeah. Sure he does. But he will go to any extreme to make Elena leave his side. He won’t be so happy to know Elena’s staying after all and with Luca’s child.”

“She don’t talk much, but she’s easy on the eyes. Right, Liv?” She didn’t answer. Her fingers tightened in her lap. “Raise,” a new voice said, low and steady. Livia glanced up, just for a second. The man across the table hadn’t spoken much all night. Alessandro Moretti. Even in this dim, smoky room, he stood out—dark suit sharp, eyes sharper. Everyone knew his name. Crime lord. Kingmaker. The kind of man who didn’t need to brag. Dante snorted. “Feeling bold, Moretti? Alright, I’ll bite. Five grand.”

In my fifth year of marriage to Dominic Moretti, New York’s most powerful mafia Don, his enemies ran our car off the road. As we lay dying in the snow, I looked at him with a faint smile. “Looks like you’re stuck with me until the end.” Our marriage was infamous among New York Mafia families. He gave me a Manhattan mansion, priceless jewels, and five years of rejection. Because he believed I’d forced him into marriage, and resented me for keeping him from his terminally ill childhood sweetheart, Angela. Bleeding in the snow, I waited for him to leave me behind. Instead, he wrapped me in his coat and held me until his body went cold. “Save your strength,” he s

________ A story of two different hearts who belongs to the completely opposite world where HE is the rich, bossy and arrogant person and SHE is middle class, innocent and sweet girl. What will happen when these two heart fell in love with each other. Because its quite hard to survive in a relationship where your partner is Dominant as fuck and you are just compelled to do everything for him. because you love him. Same goes to our dear NAINA PUROHIT who fell Deeply in love with the Egoistic KUNAL SINGHANIYA. ___________________ A/N This is my very First novel on W*****d. English is not my First language so forgive me if you found any silly grammatical error.

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

He reached into his jacket and retrieved a cigarette, lighting it with a practiced ease. The silence stretched, the only sound the faint crackle of the cigarette as Dominic took a slow drag. The man in the chair squirmed, his panic mounting with each passing second. “Mr. Moretti, I swear I didn’t know the shipment belonged to you,” the man pleaded. “It was a misunderstanding. I’ll pay you back double, triple if you want! Just give me a chance!” Dominic leaned back in his chair, his gray eyes locking onto the man’s with an intensity that made the air feel heavier. He didn’t need words to convey his message; his silence was louder than any threat.