Luca Balsa Novels & Stories

"All you've done is lie to me, Luca. You used the kindness I had for you against me. You used our Sibling-hood against me! All the time I thought you were fighting for justice, you were the cause." Senna turned to look at me in confusion. "What are you talking about, Balia?" I pushed past him and looked up at Luca, whose expression darkened. "Diablo is just using you. He has been doing so for a long time, but you're too blind to see it!" Luca laughed. "Be told me you were going to say this. Wait, you expect me to believe you over him? Someone who had protected me for a very long time over a useless and miserable sister like you?!"

So, without involving Stephano or Master in their plans they conspired to kill Rithambara and raise their status in Queen's eyes. Luca intentionally made his injuries visible and played a suspect in Ritha's eyes. He smirked when he saw her eyes zoomed on his wounds. Bobbling his head at Balbina and Aelia, he started moving towards one of the empty hallways where soldiers weren't deployed at a fast pace. For Ritha, this mouse and cat game had prolonged way too much and it was frustrating for her. Balbina nudged Aelia when she saw Rithambara running in Luca's direction. Taking out her sharp knives from garter, she slipped behind them and Aelia followed her.

Ivana ignored my comment, "Svetlana, do you have any idea what Luca will do to you when he discovers this? He will make you wish you were dead! You think Kozlovsky’s are bad, you haven't seen Luca yet!" Ivana pursed her lips and then shook her head, "The man is more than he appears. He has shadows and demons of his own. He rules 85% of the in land and off shore mafia in the continent. Bratva other branches, Cosa Nostra, Yakuza you name it and he has submissive alliance everywhere. Where are you planning to run? To Mars?"

“Helena’s empire is crumbling, and she knows it.” Maya took the glass, her smile soft. “To us, then. To fighting back.” “To us,” Zane echoed, clinking his glass against hers. Luca’s Warning That evening, as the team celebrated, Zane’s phone buzzed with an incoming call. The name on the screen made his jaw tighten. “Luca,” he muttered, stepping onto the balcony to answer. “Congratulations, brother,” Luca said, his tone laced with mockery. “You’ve certainly made a mess of things.”

Her own phone buzzed in her hand. Priya: BELLA. Are you near a TV right now. Because Northridge Confidential just posted a countdown on their main page and it says “SPECIAL EPISODE TONIGHT THE TRUTH ABOUT LUCA DE SANTIS” and I need you to explain to me RIGHT NOW what is happening.

____________ || AZRAEL DE LUCA'S POV || " Say it, Mr.Collins! ", I spoke to the man who came to finalize our new deal in this city. We were trying to build another wine company in this state. However, we needed land, far away from this city to hide ourselves better. Unfortunately, no one was willing to sell their land. The only person who agreed was Mr.Collins. However, he was also threatened by the local gangster to keep the land under his name as their boss wanted to start up their business there. So, I had to kill that peasant to show who was the boss here. Luca rules everywhere he goes. Mr.Collins was a nice person, submissive. He liked our arrangements and decided to sell it off quickly

Thirty -Jenna- "There's a girl named Janet who makes really good sandwiches." Helmer says to trying to break the tension in here, then taking another bite out of it. I looked back to Alcander and see him taking a step closer to him while his head twitches while he keeps blinking. Each blink his eyes would change, hazel, blue, bright hazel, bright blue. He took another step closer while his breathing is harsh. "Alcander." I say while I look over to Helmer and see him looking down at the freakin sandwich, not paying attention that an Alpha might just end his life right here with no mercy.

I crossed one of my leg over. "Welcome everyone to the black auction. We have pretty good items today so please enjoy. The first item. One of Lala-land's finest diamond. This diamond is also one of the rarest diamond in the world. The silver has been extinct and this is the last of its kind. It can cut through anything and projects bright light. This diamond is one of a kind. There's no other of it in the world. We will start the bidding at 3 million dollars." The person said.

Luna sat on the edge of the bed, watching her husband. "You seem busy. Are you?" Luna asked, making Lucas nod his head. "That's because I've left my office for how many days now," Lucas replied, helping Luna understand his point. He was Lucas Alvarez, the owner of a large conglomerate, involved in various industries. Of course, his absence for a day would lead to a pile-up of work, even if he had Carlos as his right-hand man to manage things. Yet, no leader could leave their duties for so long.

Another pause. “Fourth — Sofia Reyes. Spanish fashion designer. Tried to touch his hand. He pulled it back like she’d burned him. Said, ‘Don’t assume familiarity.’ She didn’t cry. Just looked at him and said, ‘One day, someone will see through you. And you’ll beg for her touch.’” Luca’s voice softened. “Fifth — Elise Laurent. Philanthropist. Thought she could soften him. Brought him a book — The Art of Loving. He opened it, read the first page, and said, ‘This is fiction.’ Tore it in half. Gave it back.”