Fatale Book Novels & Stories

They would have killed him but a man in his mid forties saved him and took him in. He took care of him. He made sure Mile regained all his strength. He trained him to be strong. He taught him to fight. And only then Mile got to know that the man belongs to the Mafia. The dark side of the world. Mile could leave it if he wanted to. But he didn’t. Power.... Money.. What else one needs? He got everything after that kind man died. He gave everything to Mile. And since then his men were loyal to Mile. He met Natt during an exhibition for the business market. He was taking chances to expand his business of fruits and vegetables import export. But lost his heart.

After a brief pause, I still refused outright. "They don't deserve it." The bloody path I fought through in my last life was something Mona should walk herself this time. Jonah smiled faintly. "You and your sister really are different." With that, he went upstairs. Watching his back, a dead memory stirred. In the flames, I seemed to see that same figure running toward me. Or was that just a hallucination before death? Early the next morning, I received a notification that a large sum of money had been transferred out of my bank account.

I smelled it in him—the metallic tang of corrupted power, like old magic twisted into rot. We broke apart, both panting, both bloodied. His laughter rang out, hoarse but triumphant. “You fight well,” he admitted, wiping blood from his lip. “But you’re blinded. You think you can rewrite destiny with brute strength? Fate will take her from you, Lucian. And when it does, you will beg for death.” Before I could strike again, a sound split the air. My heart lurched. It was soft, muffled, but unmistakable.

Karma had come back to bite my ass and there was nothing tangible I could do about it. I'd stared in shock seeing the face of the target. Then memories had rushed into my mind once again, just like they'd done the day I'd walked into the hallowed halls of the courtroom to a deposition on another case. My latest undercover operation had taken down a significant portion of Santana Dioletti's organization, curtailing hundreds of thousands of dollars, but that was a drop in the bucket in comparison to his grand master plan. Still, the head of the most dangerous Mafioso family in the United States was being ripped apart in every direction. Whether or not he received prison time was the least of h

"He is dead, Alpha.” I have once met this man named Sebastian. He is also one of the few trusted subordinates of Calix that is why to hear about his sudden death did not sound good. In fact, I wonder. Werewolves don't die in natural deaths, most especially not in accidents. So, there must be one reason why he died—he was killed. "Who killed him?" Calix's tone sound so silent and lethal, I felt like he is ready to burn the culprit alive for killing his subordinate. Of course, Calix is not dumb. By now he surely has an idea why Sebastian was killed. It must be to provoke him.

Without these books, I was not sure if we would be able to even have this discussion today. But be prepared to pay the price And lose a love to worse than death The last two lines were harrowing to say the least. For a long time, we tried to find other words to replace it but none of them seemed to fit. By the time we were done with the last line it was way too late in the night. I could see Raine and Madeleine fighting hard to not fall asleep and even Garron stifled a yawn. I did not want them to think of death again when we had just had a good time so I simply announced,

I will make sure they will have an extravagant exit when the book is at its resolution. fataldestiny

She spoke drastically. Zara shook her head watching Sophia intently. "I borrowed his note and in the middle, I wrote him a poem and a love letter. Then returned his book to him in hopes he would read it and maybe he might also feel the same as me. but he gave it to his friends and they all mocked me. Though the whole school didn't know so I was saved a bit but I felt so open, I wanted the ground to open and swallow me. I found out my friends set me up to be disgraced. Cos the guy had a nice record of turning girls down and I didn't know!" She finished and laughed alongside Zara at her story.

Eric jolted awake with a cry, cold sweat running down his back. The mansion was engulfed in darkness, with only a pale strip of moonlight through the window offering light to the room. His stomach lurched. He staggered up to get some water, but as he passed the bedroom, he heard a voice. Mia. "Evelyn's dead. Eric's drinking himself senseless every day. Don't worry. The pup is yours. Once I'm named Luna and the pack's assets are in my hands, we'll disappear. Just wait a bit longer. Alright. Love you."

I glanced back at the book. Maximus the Fallen.