Lorenzo Book Novels & Stories

“And you know it.” His hand slid to the back of my neck, thumb pressing just hard enough to make my breath hitch. My body remembered him instantly. Every touch. Every night we’d spent tangled up and terrified of being found out. “I’d do anything for you,” I admitted, the truth tasting like blood. “But I won’t help you destroy Paolo. You've already gotten your revenge on him, once, so leave him and his wife out of it. That boy has had enough.” Lorenzo’s laugh was quiet. Almost sad. “Paolo is soft. He got the name. The wife. The life I was supposed to have.”

There were obstacles and diversions along the way, unforeseen potholes and times where the end wasn't in sight. But with the help of loved ones, his mother's heart and months of struggle, soon enough, he became the man he was destined to be. So there we have it. The rise of the Alpha. The End I hope you enjoyed this book. You’ve now read the complete Alpha Loren Series! Thanks so much for your support. Alpha Loren The Magic of Hecate The Kingdom of the Banished Finding Forgiveness The Alpha Rise of the Alpha Check out my I*******m for updates and more content @elleahwriting

“I’ve always been focused. You just never noticed.” Alessandro arched his brow. “On books, maybe. Not on this.” He gestured at the spread of smuggling routes and coded shipments. “This is not your world, Lorenzo. And yet… you’ve started to understand it.” Lorenzo met his gaze evenly. “Maybe I had to.” Alessandro studied him, unsettled. There was something in Lorenzo’s voice he hadn’t heard before. Steel. “Careful, fratellino. Growth is one thing. Secrets are another.”

I forgot how hungry I was as I headed upstairs to my room and threw myself on the bed, and cried. I've only known the joy of a real family for one day, and it was about to be snatched away from me. Then I faced the ceiling, and began to wonder who my 'groom' was, or how he looked like. It didn't matter. I was trapped. Like I've always been. ---.... So, what do you think? Seems Lorenzo has some sort of family rivalry going on for him, and I wonder who he's marrying?

As he had said, the gym was always empty in the morning, which Ros and I utilised by practising. I was desperate to know what was actually going on with Adonis, what work he had in LA, but then I remembered what LA had—the Trentino Crime Family. I’d gathered that Savana, David’s eldest daughter, was married to Lore. Lore, of all people. The man who was known for being a beast. A lore like his name. How awful must her life be? I moved into the washroom, changed into my usual sports bra and shorts, tied my hair into a high ponytail, and walked back into the room. It was weird how silent everything was. Ros would usually be here before me, but she was running late today.

Emory swallowed frightfully saying, his eyes tearing wide open at blondies body on the floor. I let my eyes linger on his for a split second, , splitters of blood had splashed on his face and clothes like acid, his breathing audible, well obviously after shattering a human skull with bare hands. I wouldn’t expect less. “Nobody gets to kill you lorenzo, not until I say so.” He said. A bland smirk extended on the side of my lips as I gave him one last pitiful look. “How charming.” I turned to face the path ahead, but the words caught in my throat.

Taking a deep, shuddering breath, I head toward the door only to freeze as the brass knob turns with a soft click. I take a panicked step back as the door swings open. Lorenzo steps inside, looking effortlessly striking in a fitted black shirt with the top buttons left loose — offering a fleeting glimpse of the dark ink creeping up his chest. His sleeves are rolled up to his forearms, paired with tailored black trousers and pristine Leather shoes. I had no idea he was already back. He shuts the door softly behind him, his dark hooded gaze locking onto me as he slowly rakes his eyes down my body.

He yelled, and I cringed at how angry he was. "Hey, man, chillax," Liam said calmly to his twin. "I don't know where the hell you hear that from. Don't ever ask about that again," Logan's voice went lower but still angry. I braced myself and took the courage to ask him. "Then what about the book." "What book?" He says in confusion as anger contorted the features of his face. "Your book of names of all the girls you've been in with? They have the start to the end dates next to their names. That book." I look straight into his eyes. "Tell me, Logan. Is my name in the book?"

" I maintained a stony expression, but my chest felt strangely heavy. Although I believed Lorenzo was truly remorseful, I couldn't tell whether it was due to love or the ego of a possessive man who couldn't stand losing. Lorenzo began to calm down. He lifted his head and looked up at me with hopeful eyes. Suddenly, I asked, "Do you know what love is, Lorenzo?" He replied without hesitation, "Of course. I love you. What I feel for Elena is just pity."

From the shadows, a figure stepped out, the flames outlining him in a nightmarish glow. Lorenzo…..Alessia's ex. The man who swore he would burn the Morano family to ashes. He walked with a gun raised, smile as cold as winter. "Freeze," Lorenzo drawled, his voice venomously calm. "Hand the book over." Donato, even bleeding, raised his gun back at him. But Lorenzo laughed. "Shoot me, Donato.Go ahead….. Make a mockery of yourself. You're half-dead. And I'm the one who tampered with your guns."