Kotlc Book 9 Novels & Stories

Third-Person POV Antonio couldn't shake the feeling that something felt wrong. He hadn't dreamed of Natalina in ages, but tonight, he dreamed of the look in her eyes during their last fight. It wasn't a look of hatred or resentment. All she had done was calmly stare at him, as if she was looking at a ledger that was written off. That calmness unsettled him. He picked up his phone to call her, but two notifications caught his eye. The first was an alert from the Ragusa Famiglia's intelligence network with the headline reading, "The Corradini Famiglia is set to seal a marriage alliance with a Famiglia in Nipalino."

"Time to come home." **END OF CHAPTER NINE**

More, and more. End of Book 1

In the laws of the Mafia, the perfect revenge is never a bullet; it’s living ten thousand times better than the person who tried to destroy you. Meanwhile, on the other side of the ocean. In a cheap dive bar in Brooklyn, New York, the lights were dim, and the air reeked of cheap bourbon and stale vomit. Lorenzo Moretti sat in the shadows, unshaven and disheveled. The hands that once made all of New York tremble were now shaking as they clutched a crumpled briefing paper. It was a copy of the "Kill Order" issued from within the Moretti family. And he, the former Wolf of Sicily, was now a stray dog exiled by the entire city.

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The man hung his head low, his fingers buried deep in his hair, carefully considering where I might have gone. As his eyes wandered, they suddenly fell upon the trash can nearby. Those pink fragments looked so familiar that the moment he saw them, he felt like he couldn't breathe. He slowly crouched down, not caring that the cream stains would dirty his sleeves. He picked up the pieces from the trash can bit by bit. Then, he carefully assembled them back together. There were exactly 99 reconciliation vouchers. He remembered five years ago, when he had looked at those vouchers and sincerely promised me, "Cecilia, don't worry. I'll never give you a reason to use them."

My mentor, Steven Gilford, fell silent for a moment. When he spoke again, caution weighed down his voice. "Our research team is heading north, to the Fallen Temple. We are searching for a fragment of the legendary Serum Manuscript. That place is lethal. If you go, there is a real chance you will not come back." He paused, then asked the question anyway. "Are you really willing to leave everything you have here and come with us?" Another beat passed.

She slept. End of chapter 98

Frowning, Katie interrupted a moment later as Glee clacked away at the keyboard. “There’s something you’re supposed to read.” “Hmm? Read?” “In the bookcase, Granna.” Katie crossed the room and removed something from the shelf, came back and set it on the corner of Glee’s desk hutch. It was a small, thin volume of some sort, with a worn brown cover and gold lettering along the spine. “Supposed to read it,” said Katie again, unsure of herself. Or rather, unsure how to proceed. “Chapter seven,” she went on furtively, “uh, page twenty-nine. Paragraph four . . . and five.” The girl fell silent, her pearly grays changing over to sea-green. “And six.”

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