Louis James Moriarty Novels & Stories

They were seated outside a cafe, whoever was probably following them could be caught by his eye, and he wasn’t willing to let go of any chances. Justice snorted, “it’s a new aesthetic. Charming don’t you think?” Vincent snorted again, “You know who i am, don’t you?” He nodded, “Mafia boss, Vincent Morano. You’re pretty feared around these parts. Let’s cut the pleasantries V, what do you want?” “You met with her a few days before Maximof died.” Vincent responded, placing a picture of the man himself with Victoria on the table. Justice’s brow raised in question as he stared at the picture. Then he frowned deeply, “This is one unflattering angle, I’ll tell you that for sure.”

I stare at all the photos, the man looks unfamiliar but him lingering around the hospital isn’t a good thing, “look into him and find out who he is and what he wants” I instruct him, “already did, I just didn’t want to trouble you with everything going with your daughter. His name is Louis Danva, he is a hitman and has worked for Mr Adams a few times” immediately I hear this, one person comes to mind, Maria. It bluffs me that she would hire a hitman even with everything going on right now, “the next time you see him, deal with him” I tell Garvin who nods, before he walks away, I call him back,

He says gazing at me intensely. "What do you mean? Aren't you listening to me?" I ask him. "Trust me Morgana. Once you get your wolf, I'm the only one you'll be able to think about. This human boyfriend of yours won't even matter." He says firmly. "His name is Charles. Besides, we can always break the mate bond right?" I state "OUT OF THE QUESTION!" He says with a growl, his voice sounding authoritative and a shiver runs down my spine.

Alícia Maurício may be fast, but he forgot that I'm a rejected woman and thirsty for revenge. He killed my James and it won't stay that way. "I don't want you to leave here until she is down. Anything you do let me know, I want to be the first person to pull the trigger." - Louise was in a nightclub with Jason, Emma's warrant. I just wanted her to get out of the car to put an end to this family shit. Active Connection

"Just so we're clear—you're not going to turn out to be some sort of serial killer or secret cult leader, are you?" "Nope. Just a boring real estate guy." "Perfect. I could use some boring after today." James smiled as they drove toward his villa, wondering if he'd just made the best or worst decision of his life. Either way, it was certainly going to be interesting. Back at the hotel, Louis waited for the real arranged bride, practicing his explanation in the mirror: "So, funny story about your fiancé..."

“Tell me… Who is this Anthony Moriarty?” “There’s nothing particularly remarkable about Anthony Moriarty. Honestly, I didn’t even know he existed until recently. From what Magnus told me, the Moriartys were close friends of the Bartzs, but they distanced themselves from the family because of their connection to our family and our hidden dealings. That cost them everything. Our family essentially buried them commercially. For a long time, they lived abroad because they couldn’t succeed here. “After Catherine died and Leonardo left the country, Vincent Moriarty returned to Valentia. That brings us to Anthony Moriarty, Vincent’s son. He’s a lawyer who, in no time, will become a judge—the younge

Confusion grew in Lydia's eyes. "You mean you did it to save him from murdering the trader?" Morrigan nodded. She rested her arm on the windowsill and watches at the trade of silks and jewelry below her. Not minding the sharp pain she could feel as Lydia continues to tend on her injured hands. "The look on his eyes are murderous, if he were to kill that trader only a torturous death will befall him. I saved him from that humiliation of being publicly executed for a crime of killing his trader to save himself." Morrigan drew a sun at the windowsill with all the dust that was on it. She stared towards the horizon, watching the birds flying freely on the sky, with all the liberty they have soar

No sorry will work, no reconciliation too. “But it won’t change a thing… you ruined my life and please don’t call me Irish because I am not Irish” I said in a calm voice even though I am irritated already. “We will have a game… I hid a knife somewhere in this house and once you find it… you will be lucky you can use it against me” I said while still looking at Mang Berto and the look in his eyes asking me, if I am sure and without a word, I nodded because I want him to trust me. I already planned it and I know it will work.

“So how much are you going to bet on this win?” "It's 0%." 1 Julia in her mansion, she feels fear and anxiety. A few days before she took Mr. Louis to Father Watson's funeral, Mr. Louis was also able to meet Watson; After a few meaningless greetings, the two had the opportunity to talk to each other. Mr. Louis' attitude towards Watson is also very good, he is a police officer in the Naples region, his character is gentle and peaceful; such a person is a perfect fit for Julia. However, Julia did not think so, she felt that the person standing in front of her was no longer Watson but a completely different person.