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Good day, my dear readers. This is Author Cloud speaking. Thank you for taking your time to read this story. I truly appreciate your support and your interest in the world I am building here. I would like to let you know that every language used in this book, whether Italian or Russian, has been translated for you. You will find the meaning written at the bottom of the sentence. This is to help you follow the story with ease and enjoy reading without confusion. Please read, relax, and enjoy the journey. There is so much more ahead, and I’m glad you’re part of it.

Meanwhile, Lucan's daughter, Light, turned her attention to me, her curious gaze sparkling with interest. "So, what's your name?" she asked, her voice light and friendly. I met her gaze, my face a mask of calmness. "I'm Lilith, a warrior," I replied, the lie rolling off my tongue with practiced ease. The others from my pack remained silent, their faces neutral, including West. It was as if they were in on the lie.

' In a desperate bid, I attempted to turn Ruth against Jane, but it hit me like a thunderbolt—Jane had sold her soul to the devil. Jane reminded Ruth of her soul and, in an instant, redirected her dark energy toward me. At that point, I no longer cared; I was simply glad I had tried to warn the Black Moon pack and Italia about Ruth and Jane. Fear coursed through me, but I chose to utter my last words to Italia: “I love you.” hoping to die in peace. To my horror, Italia rushed towards me and absorbed the dark energy. She was hurled against the wall and collapsed to the floor, leaving us all in shock. Everyone screamed in unison. “NO!” I sprinted to Italia’s side, my heart breaking as she whis

She was oblivious to everything, she took me by the hand and told me about all the things she wanted to do, all the things she wanted to project, so I nodded to let her know that I was listening to her, that I was with her and for her always. Whether I liked to admit it or not, Amaya Yagami had bewitched me. Japanese e Italian Phrases and/or Words: "You should try it; it's done me good...” "You're a scoundrel, but I love you very much...”

Disclaimer This book is a modern version of the Classic Romeo and Juliet love story and it is therefore set for the most part in Sicily and Italy. The two families involved are Mafia families so some of the script is written in Italian with the English translation in brackets. It does not distract from the story, if you cannot read Italian, read the English! Enjoy!! 'Alessandro, fermati, per favore devo riposare.' [Alessandro, stop, please I must rest.]

The sun rose early morning and poured through the high windows of the Carlston house, illuminating the sitting room with golden light as Lily rested in a snug armchair, a book across her lap that she had given up reading hours before. Her thoughts strayed somewhere far kinder than the pages—memories of waves crashing on the Amalfi coast, of Vandaulf's hands twisted in hers beneath moonbeams, and the soft, motionless moments when finally time was theirs. A knock echoed down the high hall.

I was holding it like a shield, the fabric bunched between my fingers, the weight of it pressing against my stomach. He did not say anything at first. Neither did I. The silence stretched between us, thick and heavy, and I listened to the sound of his breathing and the distant hum of the refrigerator and the beating of my own heart. "Italy is different than I expected," he said. I looked at him. "The light," he said. "It is softer here. Or maybe I am just seeing it differently because you are here." I did not know what to say to that. I pulled the duvet tighter against my chest.

The room was quiet, smelling faintly of old paper and polish, its tall windows letting in slanted beams of afternoon light. The shelves stretched floor to ceiling, filled with histories, law books, and novels in Italian she was getting to understand little by little. She wasn’t really reading. She turned the same page over and over until the words blurred. She was lost in thought when footsteps broke the silence. She looked up quickly, heart stuttering, hoping against reason it was Dante. But it wasn’t. It was Luca. He strolled in with easy confidence, hands in his pockets, his jacket unbuttoned like he owned the place. “Ah,” he said lightly, “I should have guessed you’d hide in here.”

There is also a streetlight and I am imagining unnecessary things. Goshhh Lily! There might be a white lady in the middle of the road… or on the window… or in front of the car! Juan Carlos! I badly need you right now! @DEATH WISH Thank you for supporting my Novel! You may also read my complete Novel, (hmmm... while waiting for an update) Title: TAMING THE DANGEROUS CEO THE DEVILISH BILLIONAIRE FATED TO MARRY THE DEVIL Thank you so much!

His friends couldn’t do anything but stand their sulking. Demi and Victoria headed back towards the road. Victoria really wanted something cold. “Hey what about a snowball?” Victoria looked at her puzzled. “Don’t you mean shaved ice?” “No, I mean snowball. When they place it in a cone it looks like a snowball with syrup all over it.” “That’s shaved ice.” “Tomato, tomahto. Same thing.” “It is not.” “The hell it ain’t. I wont ever not call it that.” “I don’t know whether to call you country or just call you weird.”