Julius Fleischanderl Novels & Stories

I placed the bowl of grapes onto the kitchen island, popping a red grape into my mouth. Gunnar's eyes honed in on my lips, "You don't have to worry about Jericho. The cub likes you." "One: he scared the shit out of me this morning and two," I smirked, having a hundred percent certainty in my words, "you all like me but the Astor brothers are all too stubborn to admit it." I popped another grape into my mouth, sighing at the sweet fleshy taste.

I wondered what age would look like as a grown-up. I clicked on the file Cedric sent. Elsie Fletcher. Twenty four. Parents dead in a car accident. Had a degree in psychology. No criminal record. Blonde hair……Violet eyes….. It finally came together. But how on earth did she end up as Antonio's assassin? I ran my hand through my hair. “Fucking hell” I muttered under my breath. “Alex?” Cedric called. “I have to go” I ended the call and leaned back on my chair.

“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

Mellisandrei had me enter one of the cabins, she was smirking at me, and with the way she gazed told me who was inside. It was a massive cabin, dark but massive. The air inside was thick, smelling of old-pine, woodsmoke, and a sharp, musky scent that made the hairs on my arms stand up. There, in the dim corner where the fireplace shadows didn’t quite reach, Alpha Jacob was sitting on a porch, a book was on his lap when he lifted his gaze upon me. “Your grace, Mellisandrei brought me to your cabin.” I confessed, my voice was soft that sounded like a whisper.

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.

I asked, looking at Isabella directly in the eye. "You assume correctly, I don't care for Ian, I just needed to get closer to you so I could eventually kidnap you and guess what? It worked" She giggled playing with the hair of Alessandro's dad. "And when I get out of these restraints I'm going to stomp on that pretty little face" I said earning a scoff from Isabella. "Let's have some fun, shall we, Isabella?" Alessandro's dad said Isabella got off his lap and headed over to the table picking up a small knife and he followed smacking her ass, also picking

“ 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.