Gnomeo Novels & Stories

Atop his head: a black iron crown, thorns curved like fangs. He smiled as thunder cracked above. “Rise,” he said. “Your king is watching.” Lorenzo Nero had returned. And he had come to claim what he believed was stolen. Scene Two – Palermo, Winter Palace Amara stood before the obsidian map of Europe, glass of wine untouched, pulse unblinking. The photograph lay beside her — her, Lorenzo, and the past she couldn’t remember. Jasmina entered with a folder. “It’s real,” she said.

I asked. "Alessandro Russo, tall, tanned, handsome you know the typical mafia man type" My heart dropped and my palms began to sweat, thinking back to my husband, the love of my life who left me at the lowest point of my life, and I was going to see him at the gala for the first time in a year. "I'll send you the rest of the details," Mateo states and hangs up, leaving my head spinning and my mind in a whole different state. A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life I'd ever had and then destroyed it.

They were absolutely beautiful, Capri could not help but call him with tears rolling down her cheeks to say thank you. Belle told her grandmother that Leo and Capri talked everyday and that they were so in love. Poor thing did not know the half of it. She just couldn’t help that Capri was back and her family in her eyes would finally be completed. They had their own plan of Capri having a baby and how Belle would be the perfect big sister. They even had a baby girls name picked out “Penelope Reign,” and her being spoiled just the way Belle was. If it was boy, Leo and capri were on their own.

Whether you won or not, you're going to finish with a headache afterwards. "Capo", Agatha said turning their attention towards them. The two ladies blushed at the sudden attention. Matteo smirked at their reaction. "Hey ladies", he said and turned to Arieon. "I believe we haven't properly met. I'm Matteo Giodarno, best friend to your husband dearest", he holds out his hand. Blushing furiously, she takes it. "Arieon", she said. He kissed it tenderly and Enzo cleared his throat causing them to look at him.

He was tall, with a menacing look in his eyes. "You must be Leonor," the man said with a smirk. "I'm Gastone." Leonor glared at him. "What do you want?" Gastone chuckled. "It's simple. I want Armando to pay for what he's done. And you, my dear, are the perfect bait." Leonor's mind raced. She had to stay calm, to think of a way out. "Why are you people so blank-headed? If Armando comes for me then you won't make it alive so why are you still daring him? It's an obvious death sentence."

Lena's POV. I hummed a sweet, melodious tune as I walked down from the market with a bag of groceries in my hand. I couldn't get his voice out of my mind. I was excited. Too excited. He promised to marry me, he promised to make me his Luna. And even as I silently flung open the door, I could hear his voice in my head. Literally. “Yes! oh god! Yes! Come on, fuck the shit out of me” a loud moan snapped me out of my head. I froze looking straight ahead at the couch.

Beside him sat his cousin, Gianna, a beautiful slender brunette with green eyes. Across from her was Leonardo Giovanni, the CEO of LG Networks, the country's largest telecommunications company. Leonardo was Lorenzo's half-brother, born from their father Marcus Giovanni's affair with a woman outside the family's social standing an omega wolf, because of this, Leonardo was an outcast for much of his life. Nonetheless despite the family's disapproval, as a Giovanni son, he still received one of the largest investments from the family empire. "Is it true your Mate is a human Enzo?," Gianna asked Lorenzo who simply nodded, she tried to hide her rage and disappointment, but her balled fist gave it

He hadn’t seen it coming. None of them had. Especially not Selene. Her knees looked weak. She grabbed the wooden rail near her, holding herself steady. Her eyes stayed on me, unblinking, glassy, shocked. One of the younger warriors near her muttered, “Who is that?” “He… he knows the Luna,” another whispered. The elder stepped back, clearly shaken. “You… you are…” I raised my head. “My name is Ronan Blackmane,” I said calmly, voice firm, tone deep. “I came here to prove that I am worth the title”

"You look stronger. The sickness has started?" I looked at him in shock, my hand unknowingly reaching over to cover my belly. “You knew? You knew that this would happen?” A thin smile spread on his face. It wasn't evil, just full of a wild certainty. "It was always a possibility. A very welcome one." “Who are you?” I managed to say, voicing out the words from my mouth loud, my voice shaking with anger and fear. “My name is Kael. I am the Alpha of the Shadow Moon Pack,” he said.

I ask him, shaking my head hoping I am still asleep or something “You, I am on about you and your problems” he says icily. “You are so broken now and I just don’t think I can do it. I need a strong wolf, one without baggage and that doesn’t guilt trip me every time she looks at me” He fixes me with a cold stare. “Fuck it” he mutters to himself “This was always going to happen. I Leo Hampton of the Golden Harvest pack reject you, princess Noroveena, as my fated mate and luna”