Elle Capricorn Novels & Stories

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

One Strike. You got one strike, he forgave once and then he washed his hands of you and the responsibility of what happened to you. Mercy had no place in a busines- like theirs, family was everything and if you worked for Don Damon then his family had better top yours in your priorities. That was why Tony Calcolo was his favourite Capo. He knew the rules, was fiercely loyal and didn't bother Don Damon with the details. However bloody they might be. ****

Ren spoke through clenched teeth, a low growl coming from his chest. "She is the capo's fiancée." That caused Ren to frown. He knew who the capo was, but had no idea he was engaged. "Are you fucking lying to me?" The man stammered that he was not lying, that Mel was to be the next capo, and Elysia was Mel’s fiancée, and Ren’s eyes widened at that.

He smiled, then lifted my chin with the knife to meet his gaze, “Casio Capone.” My eyes widened, then he continued, “You didn’t know, did you? Ha! Fucking hell. Either you are dumb, or he is just damn smart enough to keep it a secret. But unfortunately, he wasn’t smart enough to keep you a secret.” He grabbed my chin again, then leaning in, his lips hovering over mine, “And you were dumb enough to let him into your life, to let him touch you, even kiss you.” He released his grip harshly.

Where did all your confidence go now, Marco? "Boys, bring in my baby and strap him in". As I finish speaking, Marco's eyes widen in terror, and he tries to struggle against the restraints again. However, his body is weak and battered, and he can barely muster the strength to move. The guards move swiftly to comply with my orders, and soon they return with her, my beautiful baby. She is called "Kop'yo iskupen'ya" and otherwise known as "The Spear of Atonement". The instrument look like a chair with restraints, but the most beautiful qualities are the drills. There are two drills for both knees, two at the chest and one for the stomach.

STR-186 DEF-155 DEX-31 Speed-56 AGI-56 Mana-150 INT-30 [Skills- Perception(Mystic) Fire Art( Unique) Dark Vision(R) Dual Blade Mastery(Unique) Demise(Unique) Monarch's blessing(Epic) Feral Lunge(Mystic) Hunger For Blood(Unique) Recharge(Mystic)] [A Creature created during the failed attempt to recreate human genes, The Capra demon is a monster that is relentless in its pursuit and feral in its attacks. Resembling a large humanoid with a goat's head] Oh yeah, this is cool and all, but why are you guys looking so scary? Do you have a goat skull head? There is another summon with a creepy giant head that smiles creepily! I see you also received the fire element h

“Can you pull up Corinda’s picture?” Brandon nods and types and clicks quickly on his laptop. Soon, Corinda’s picture fills the screen. I take a good look at her again. Her hair is red, curly, and long, falling in ringlets down to her chest. Her skin is pale, her eyes a watery blue. Her skin is porcelain, completely without blemish. “Corinda Bouchard. 26 year old ex-beta to be of the Gibbous Moon Pack. The only reason that she knew that she was mated to Casen and Severn is because the Gibbous Moon Pack gives their leadership a week after their birthday before they take their positions. Corinda’s birthday is two days before Casen’s. Her gift matches her hair and her temper, control

Ellie clutched a sodden map, her knuckles white. “Brazil. Scotland. Japan. Egypt. Rome,” she muttered, scanning Voss’s scribbled notes. “They’re waking up everywhere. All at once.” Dr. Voss tightened the ropes of the sail. Her face was pale but determined. “The Chimera was never singular. It was a herald. And heralds are never alone.” Cerebus stood at the bow, fur plastered by rain, three heads scanning the darkness. Alpha was still. Beta watched the horizon. Gamma growled at the storm.

She explained with a shrug. Construction? Clans? Indie must have seen the confusion on her face so she smiled, "The Northern Territory is vast, but we're in Crasmere the capital where the Alpha resides but there are seven clans in total who owe allegiance to the alpha," she explained in a hushed tone like she was giving Rey some sort of history lesson.

“If you bow your head today, you’ll spend the rest of your life dancing on Emily’s leash.” I froze, glancing at her almost without meaning to. Evelyn leaned closer, her breath warm and sweet against mine, a scent that made my composure slip. “Emily’s a Coyote princess. What she hates most is losing what she thinks belongs to her. If you compromise now, she’ll use it against you again and again. Do you really want to live forever under her thumb? Don’t worry—once the wedding pact deadline passes, she’ll come crawling back to you.”