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Book 2: CORAZON 'MINE Ombra' [MINE Shadow] story of Draven Sartori & Throne Sartori Book 3: CIELO 'MINE Custodi' [MINE Guardian] story of Cassius Sartori Book 4: PEONY 'MINE Sussurro' [MINE Whisper] story of Magnus Sartori Book 5: LUZ 'MINE Segreto' [MINE Secret] story of the youngest member named Seraphim Sartori. Perfect for Mafia Dark romance lovers who crave a blend of danger, desire, and the unnatural. _________________________ **LEADS** AZRAEL SARTORI 32 6'3 Italy, Rome Boss/ King : Sartori Mafia "I am the storm, and you are the calm; together we create a tempest that will shatter the world." AZRAEL SARTORI ZAFIRA WILDER 30 5'8 Italy, Rome Independent Divorcee "Every moment without you

Alexander MacWatters’ POV The long drive was a quiet one. I asked Azalea where she wanted to go first. At first, she wanted to go home but then she realized that she had all her stuff at the recreational center. I arched my eyebrow at her as she also told me that she did not want to bother me as she drove to the center. “so, where do you from?” I tried to make a little conversation, something to break the awkward silence. “I’m from NYC,” she replied. She did not say much as to what I asked her, so I might as well keep going.

Azael is frowning and I feel him press my hand, something is not right. -Hey- I say catching his face. Right away I notice how he relaxes the muscles.- What happens? -I do not like this. Everything is going too well. he says looking around. I prefer not to, as they are not very pleasant views. -And what's wrong? -That we're talking about Harrison Tucson. The same one who murdered my mother. The same one who tried to kill his daughter. My father's rival, whom he also killed. The one that appears to have survived a fire. I just don't believe we caught him off guard.

Vivianne’s voice sliced through the quiet, dragging me back into the moment. My jaw clenched. Of course, she was here. And somehow, I could feel Azazel inside too. His presence was unmistakable—heavy, electric. I knocked lightly, hesitating only for a moment before easing the door open with a quiet creak. Azazel was the first thing I saw. He sat on one of the beds, a book open in his hands. Our eyes locked. And just as quickly, he looked away. “Well, that’s not weird at all,” Nyx muttered, puzzled.

Charlotte was sitting quietly on her bed after the session with Matt. Her conversation with the Beta kept echoing in her head. “Alpha Azraiel is a Trueblood…!” The white wolf is Azraiel…...Azraiel is the white wolf…. She suddenly sat up straight and went to the pile of books beside her closet. The first book was about shifting, so she kept it aside….second was the same…..but the third… There it is…. She picked the third book and opened the index. Moving her index finger down the page she stopped when she found what she was looking for. Quickly flipping to the page number she climbed into her bed and leaned back.

HAVE you ever felt that you might be different? That, in this world, is not how the way you thought about it. But what if behind this beautiful world that you thought it was, lies the secret that would change your life? I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought.

“But we don't own any.” Azrael's gaze locked on mine over Izar's head. “Oh, but I do. A really fierce, stunning kitten.”

And I realize, with cold clarity, the most dangerous part of this night isn’t the hunters. It isn’t the silver. It isn’t extinction. It’s the fact that Rowan Varkas has decided I am part of his survival. And wolves never let go of what they claim. Because above us, on the rooftop, a red laser sight settles silently over Rowan’s heart. And this time— He doesn’t see it.

“Alive. For now.” My stomach dropped. “Rowan has her.” “Rowan has many things,” Vesper said. “He collects like a dragon. But your mother wasn’t taken by him alone.” She glanced at the runes on the wall. “There are older hands in this.” Dax’s jaw flexed. “Say it.” Vesper’s gaze returned to me. “The Moon Cages weren’t built by Vales. They were built by the first covenants—ashbound covenants—after an ashbound girl ended a war by burning the wrong king.”

Martin roars, water pools in the corner of my eyes as he tightens the belt around my neck, obviously the apple hadn’t fallen far from the tree, he seemed just as psycho as his daughter “Well now you are going to make it up to me, iv bombs planted all over your parents house, I have them in there cars, I have them in there jobs, I have them everywhere and nomatter where they go I’ll always have my eye on them. Unless ofcourse” He stops loosening the belt enough for me to breath just as black dots danced across my vision, I gasp taking in as much air as possible before I have the chance to pass out. “Wh—what” I start but end up in a coughing fit trying to take in air “What do you want from me?