Enzo And Caroline Novels & Stories

Zora once thought she was just an ordinary human orphan. That is, until her biological mother, Victoria, suddenly appeared on her eighteenth birthday and revealed the shocking truth: she was a princess, a werewolf. Victoria, the Queen of the Werewolves, brought Zora back to the werewolf kingdom and immediately demanded that she choose a fiancé from four men. Zora believed that Victoria didn’t love her because she was wolfless. She had no intention of marrying a stranger, someone she’d never met. In the end, Victoria compromised, promising that if Zora could graduate from Alpha Academy on her own, she wouldn’t have to marry. But on her very first day at Alpha Academy, while hiding her true identity as a princess, Zora immediately clashed with her potential husbands... These sexy, arrogant men were nothing but trouble, and Zora vowed she would never submit to them.

“You fucking carry my name now, Bella. You're Mrs Bella Enzo Barine. You no more belong to Marino's.”, Enzo roared. “I'm not a piece of land or some property that you own, Enzo. I'm a human and I breathe. I'm married to you, not sold.” Bella spoke with tears in her eyes as the grip on her arm was getting harder which might leave a bruise later. I will not be dictated by a mandate to marry someone like Enzo De Luca, the sole heir of the Barone Clan. Despite his reputation for ruthlessness and his animosity towards the Marino’s, I refuse to be coerced into a marriage with a man I haven't seen in years. His grey eyes may have been my first love and my first heartbreak, but I will not allow him to break me. As the daughter of his greatest enemy, I am confident that I will not be bent to his will. The real question is not whether love can emerge from violence and hatred, but whether I will allow myself to be controlled in a perpetual struggle.

Anthony Vitale—my husband’s older brother—was found dead after a fall at one of the family’s private properties on Long Island. He died before the men around him could even call it an accident. My husband, Enzo Vitale, stepped in as head of the family. At the same time, the senior men of the family made the decision for him—Enzo would take responsibility for his brother’s widow. His mother, Donna Victoria Vitale—the one truly running things behind the scenes—made it clear in the study at the estate. “Sophia is alone now,” she said. “You take her in. First, to carry on your brother’s bloodline. Second, to keep her under this family’s protection. This is family law.You don’t get a say.” That night, Enzo held me close, his voice low and soothing. “Elena, I’ll give her one child. That’s it. Once she’s pregnant, I’m done with her. You’re the only one who matters to me.” I believed him. But things didn’t stay that way. At first, he spent one night a month with her. Then it turned into one night a month with me. That was when I knew—he wasn’t mine anymore. The day Sophia announced her pregnancy at the private medical office the Vitales used, Enzo slipped the Vitale heirloom onto her finger—a black onyx signet ring engraved with the Vitale crest. It was the same ring he gave me when we got engaged. And he did it in front of everyone. That was the moment I knew—it was time to walk away.

Emma Winters spent five years being the perfect wife — the devoted mother, the quiet woman who asked for nothing. What she didn’t know was that her husband Bruce had been using her all along: a convenient prop to secure a $2.3 billion inheritance. When Emma overhears Bruce and his mistress celebrating their plan to discard her the moment the deal closes, her world shatters in a single night. With her five-year-old daughter in her arms and nowhere to go, Emma runs — straight into the path of Enzo Romano, a hard-edged biker with more ghosts than he’ll admit. He offers her shelter. She offers him nothing but trouble. But Enzo knows what it looks like when a woman is fighting to survive. He’s seen it before. He won’t watch it end the same way twice. Bruce has money, connections, and lawyers. Enzo has loyalty, a brotherhood, and a possessive streak he can’t quite explain — not when it comes to Emma. She was disposable to one man. She’s becoming everything to another. Some obsessions start with a rescue. Others start with a war. This one starts with both.

Caroline Rossi was finally happy. Three months pregnant, with loving husbands, the Rossi twins. They knew about her dark past, and she knew about theirs. And they had just accepted each other. But what happens when their ex wife, who had been murdered years ago by the twins enemy, returns, alive?

Ophelia loved Dylan, the Alpha of the pack, with all her heart—but to him, she was merely a plaything, a lowly maid unworthy of his regard. His destined bride was Caroline, the noble-born Beta's daughter. When forced to send one of the two women to a rival pack in exchange for a life-saving antidote... who would he choose?

The night Enzo was made boss of the Moretti family, I gave him my virginity. He was the heir I'd been promised to since before I could speak. We kissed against the floor-to-ceiling windows, tangled in the humid, twilight heat... His rough, urgent hands hurt me, but I didn't pull away. Even the pain felt sacred, a sacrifice I was willing to make for love. Lost in the heat of the moment, he promised me a pair of the most beautiful crystal shoes, so I could dance the opening waltz with him at his coronation ceremony the next day. The first dance is always reserved for the new boss and his future bride. I cried with joy, believing my years of secret pining and patient waiting would finally culminate in a fairytale ending. But I was wrong. So terribly wrong. The next morning, I dragged my aching body out to get his favorite espresso, only to overhear the guys joking as I returned: "So you finally popped the family cherry, huh? How was Vivian on your first night as boss?" Enzo's voice was lazy, mocking. "Face of an angel, body of a devil. She's a hot little viper in bed." The room erupted in sleazy whistles. "So, you really gonna marry her, young boss?" "Are you kidding me?" Enzo scoffed. "Vivian's just a warm-up. Once I get some practice in, I'll go tame the Falcone ice princess. When I get bored, I can always circle back and put a ring on her." I stood frozen in the doorway, my vision blurring, the coffee cup trembling in my hand. Before the world faded to black, I sent a coded message to the Don: "Uncle Romano, for the promotion in three days, get me a transfer. As far away from Enzo as possible."

Isabella Rossi had it all: a powerful name, a loving family, and a marriage—or so she thought. When she discovers her husband, Marcos Vitale, still pines for his ex, she's willing to grant him his freedom, even if it breaks her heart. But Marcos's gratitude comes in the form of betrayal, drugging and humiliating her before an explosion rips her family apart and leaves her for dead. Six months later, Isabella awakens, unrecognizable, to a world that believes she perished with her family. Stripped of her identity and inheritance, she's offered a lifeline by Lorenzo "Enzo" Nivaro, a magnetic and dangerous figure from a rival family. Enzo proposes a deal: her new face and a chance to reclaim everything, in exchange for two years as his lover. Bound by desperation, Isabella plunges into a world of shadows, undergoing a transformation as complete as the surgery that remade her face. She infiltrates Marcos's company, seducing him and his family, all while Enzo orchestrates their downfall from behind the scenes. But as Isabella gets closer to Marcos, dangerous feelings ignite, blurring the lines between revenge and desire. Meanwhile, Enzo's motives remain shrouded in mystery. Is he a savior or a puppeteer? And what is Sofia, Marcos's scorned ex, planning in the wings? As secrets unravel and betrayals pile up, Isabella discovers a conspiracy that reaches far beyond her family feud, one that could consume them all. Torn between two men, two families, and two lives, Isabella must decide: how much is she willing to sacrifice to reclaim what was stolen? Will she embrace the darkness to exact her revenge, or can she find redemption in a world where love and loyalty are just another game?

Sold to the highest bidder to pay off a blood feud, I never imagined I would be the pawn in my father's fatal game. Still, here I am before Enzo De Luca, the most vicious mafia leader in the city. Though appealing, he is cold, deliberate, and as lethal. Though my heart races just from his proximity, it is his touch that ignites me. My body betrays me and reacts to him in ways I am powerless over. And I melt as he softly, commandingly says my name. Enzo loves neither me nor another. In his deadly kingdom, I am only another bargain, another transaction. But every time we are alone, the conflict between us snaps—desire becomes a terrible addiction. Although I detest him for everything he stands for, I yearn for the way he consumes me, body and soul. He has made it quite evident—our marriage is more about power than love. Still, every angry gaze and every snatched moment in the shadow reveals something different. Benevolent underneath his icy façade lies something broken that appeals to the darkest sides of me. But depending on a man like Enzo may mean losing everything. Bound to him now, for better or worse, I am caught in a world where loyalty is brittle and treachery carries a bullet. Our friendship gets more perilous the more truths about his empire I find. And as the past calls for us, I have to question myself: will our passion be the thing that ruins us both or can I survive loving a guy like Enzo De Luca? Burning in his arms is me. But in his universe, I could roast alive.

“I belong to you, daddy.” I moaned, my lips quivering as Enzo’s fingers teased my cunt, making me wetter than I already am. My body reacted to him in the strangest of ways and I hated it. Enzo De Luca is a cold devil and the last thing I wanted was to be entangled with him. But why? Why do I still want him so much? “That’s right, you belong to me,” he whispered back coldly, his predatory eyes dark with desire, causing me to whimper. “You’re mine. I own you.” He declared. This is it, the hell that is going to be my life. ______________ Maeve Hawthorn’s already drastic life went even more downhill when she was held captive against her will by the dark, dangerous mafia, Enzo De Luca. Her late father owed 3 million dollars to the ruthless Mafia and after working all her life to pay off her father’s other debts, Maeve had no other way of paying Enzo. She has to do his bidding and give her body to him, letting him use it for his own pleasure or he was going to take her life and the life of the one person she loves, her best friend, in return for the money. Having no other choice, Maeve agreed to be the Mafia’s pet. Enzo De Luca has had his eyes set on Maeve longer than he could remember and finally getting her, there is an intense desire to own her, use her and keep her. He doesn’t intend to fall in love with her but he also doesn’t intend to let her go. She’s his.