Julius Fleischanderl Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry! That’s not going to happen.” I frowned a bit wondering if Jasmine really posed a threat to me and Cassandra. She seemed unconcerned and almost as though she knew about the thing going on between us and she was… happy for us. As we drew closer, I had no problem recognizing Alpha Julian. I’d met the man himself a few times already but he wasn’t among the Alphas who were working with me on the mission of investigating the Moon Howlers. He knew nothing about it. The lesser people knowing about it, the lesser we’d worry about someone deceiving us and leaking whatever information we got about the Moon Howlers to them.

She explained what he looked like and honestly the description matched him to a T except for the bag she said he was carrying on his back. “ I know who he is, can you describe the bag he had??” Asking this I hear growling from the background from my grandpa. “ hey can you put grandpa on the phone?” Hearing a ruffling sound “ hello?” “ Why didn’t you help him?” “ He stunk of this man that attacked your father years ago way before he met your mother, he got away but not before your father ripped off his left arm. Luca was only 17 at the time so I wasn’t too angry that he got away. He never showed his face after that so I never pressured him into tracking him down and finishing the job.” He gru

Nikolas teased. I walked over to the huge double fridge that occupied a sizeable space in the giant kitchen and determinedly yanked open the door. There were several bags of fresh pasta, as well as cream, eggs, butter, and smoked salmon. A pot of fresh basil graced the windowsill by the sink, and I busied myself pruning at the aromatic leaves. By the time I had measured out the pasta, whisked some eggs, beaten cream in, and chopped up the salmon, Nikolas sauntered by to take a peek. "Mmm," He moaned as he inspected my handiwork. "Looking good." He wandered across to the temperature-controlled wine cabinet and extracted a bottle. "I think this should rinse it down nicely," He said.

I said, and she frowned, trying to process what I was saying. “Alvize, Ezra’s brother, was being serious?” She asked and I nodded, crossing my arms over my chest. “Ianos named him Konstantin. He has asked me to inform you to be a little patient, we will find a way to get you out of here. But things are a bit too messy right now.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. Letting her out of here would only lead to her death for Ian’s freedom, and the last thing I needed or wanted was to have a prick like him living freely. He can live within the borders of the cemetery with my sister visiting him when she desires, or more specifically, when he calls her. I knew that she was crazy, but I doubted

He’s snuggling her with questions, she looks at me, smiling. “Mine.” My wolf growls at the young man been so close to her. I radiate jealousy as I see the man touch and hold Justin’s hands. “Stop being a creep.” Justin tells the young man before turning to look at me. He turns and notice I’m sitting in the room in the clinic. “I’m Luke, Justin’s brother.” He gives me his hand for a handshake. I stood up from the sit and take his hand. “I’m Arthur.” I say respectfully and with a smile on my face. I could have sworn that I have seen Luke somewhere.

He flashed Lauretha an apologetic smile after which he headed off to see who was ringing the alarm. As soon as he left, she exhaled out in relief, wiped her lips and pushed down her dress that had rumpled a bit. She was most grateful to whoever it was at the door. Lucas soon came back in with another man. Fabiano by name and equally tall. A decade before he turns a century old, second in command of the vampire clan, Lucas best friend and right hand man. “Hey Fab!” Lauretha waved. Fabiano grinned. “Fancy seeing you here, Lauretha. What are you up to these days?” they gave each other a bear hug and broke free again.

Alessandro smiles at me, lifts his head from my legs, and presses a light kiss to my stomach before getting up and putting on some black checkered pajama bottoms but still shirtless and his tattooed chest is exposed, so fucking hot. "Let's go get you some breakfast" He said and I slipped my panties and shorts back on, he stretched his hand out for mine, and as I started to walk, I stumbled a little, which obviously made him grin. "Zio zio!" Enzo yells, clinging onto Alessandro's legs as we enter the kitchen; Alessandro lifts him up and carries him with just one arm. (Italian Translation. Uncle)

“ Hello, Mrs. Trentino. Accept my condolences for the loss of your best friend. I know you are grieving and you expected to come to work tomorrow but I need you right now. Your personal assistant quit and you need a new one. I am holding interviews and I can’t seem to decide who you would want. “ He said. I fought the urge to be rude as that was a minor problem that could easily be solved. He didn’t need me going in. Despite knowing that, I decided that it would be best if I went in. I was very particular about who I hired. That and the fact that I had nothing else to do. Nikolai was still with Anabelle and Florian in the basement torturing someone.

Julius raised a single eyebrow at me, leaning back in his chair as if he was waiting for a full presentation. “And when I say I might, I mean I have a hunch, but I feel like it’s better than nothing.” “Go on.” He gestured me to proceed, his eyes lit in amusement. I pulled out the image I had printed earlier and placed it in front of him. “This man, here behind the car, who is he?” I pointed at the grainy picture and watched as a frown grew on Julius’ brow. “I don’t know… he’s not a pack member.” His frown deepened. “I was there when this photo was taken, helping relocate the family. I never saw this person though…”