Elle Capricorn Novels & Stories

"I don't want to talk to you. I need to talk to Lucas." "It's nothing personal," Lucian sat at the edge of the bed and said. "Please don't take it personally, Miss Falco. Lucas is the next Alpha in our pack, so we have to be very careful of the mate he chooses. After all, his mate will become the future Luna of our pack." "Alpha? Luna? What are you talking about?" I frowned.

The Head Judge entered the private hotel room with the careful steps of a man used to handling power discreetly. He was in his mid-sixties, with silver hair slicked back and a tailored suit that probably cost more than most people's annual salary. His face was weathered but dignified, the face of a man who'd made a career of looking the other way for the right price. His name was Judge Marko Vladic, and he'd been on Dimitri's payroll for nearly a decade.

If there was someone knowledgeable enough of them, it would only be Petra. “During the early years after the first captivity, there were also rumors,” Petra continued, “about the blood drinker’s weakness.” I bit the insides of my cheek as I anticipated the rest of the words that Petra would say. “It was yielded by a witch under twelve full moons, drenched in the blooms of vain, and bathed in the blood of the Great White.”

“You’re wondering who I am. Why I stopped those bastards from roasting you alive.” Alexei swallowed. “Yes, i... I was a bit surprised, sir.” Lucien smiled, call me Lucien, Capo or better still The Don. Ok sir... The Don, he stammered. “I am Capo Lucien Delacroix, my full name. Lord and Don of this city’s underworld. Every politician you’ll ever see on the news? I own them. Every business that looks untouchable? They pay me. The police that dragged you into alleys before? They salute me when I walk past.”

“And I doubt that you think that any negotiations can be done under threats. We are both alphas, and I know that you understand very well what it is to end up threatening an Alpha. And not only an alpha, but also a Capo dei Capi” “It’s a promise, Capo. And just as much as you are one, I do believe that you realize that I am. And unless you want things to get more complicated than they are, I would recommend that you start reacting upon it.” I replied coldly. “Adrian is staying, whether she agrees or not. If she’s smart, she’ll cooperate. If not...” “You’re playing a dangerous game, Caspian.” He said, understanding my underlying meaning as I chose to stay quiet as I chose to allow him to be t

He is push into this type of death and torture. “Holder? Tsk! I curse that title!” “Holder?” “Holder of God Capricorn, the ice mage.” The thought that Winona immediately asks and Carlos answers in the same manner. While Ramiel now laughs and somewhat regretted everything about his life and his identity all through and through.

My heart skips beats as Azalea places her hand over his, smiling like he was the most amazing thing in her life. He walks her into the ceremony, towards our section, and his gaze finds me. I see a smirk cross his face and irritation flashes through me. What the hell does he think he's doing and why is Azalea with him? I hold his gaze until he arrives, ignoring every other person to only stop in front of me. He spoke with an edge in his voice. “Alpha Klein of the Capricornia continent. It is a pleasure to finally meet you in person.’’

To the world, I'm Sophia Romano—the family's wild, radiant princess. Vincent is the mafia heir—stoic, controlled, the very picture of restraint. But every night, he grips my waist, fucking me until my legs go weak while whispering my name over and over: "Principessa." He just doesn't know that in two weeks, I'm marrying someone else. The sheets are still damp with our shared heat. I lie in bed, catching my breath as Vincent rises to dress.

Kryzelle Rivera is a hardworking and bubbly barista in a cozy café in Makati, well-known for her warm smile and her talent for crafting the perfect cappuccino. One day, a wealthy young entrepreneur named Zander Castillo walks into the café. He is known for his charm, striking good looks, and a slightly tsundere personality. Because of a small incident in the café—a spilled coffee and a misunderstanding—their awkward encounters begin, slowly turning into playful banter, heart-fluttering moments, and a sweet romance. As they get to know each other, they discover that both of them carry emotional scars and hidden secrets. Despite coming from completely different worlds—barista and r

The football helmet that Liam was supposed to wear later had bats on the side instead of his usual tiger mascot. Normally, the games wouldn’t start until much later in the evening, which would let Liam sleep in later than normal. However, today there were festivities. There was the parade, and the ice cream, and more and more and just ugh. Liam didn’t want anything to do with it. However, as the star quarterback, he had to be the star of the show. For some reason his father was very much into the festivities as well, and Liam knew he would be watching to make sure that his son was enjoying himself.