Luca Ercole Novels & Stories

“The upcoming full moon night, I’m going to become the Alpha of the pack. If you can handle the responsibility of Beta, then it’s fine; otherwise, I have to make Raul the Beta of the pack. Because I want someone who can work as Beta instead of poisoning my mind against my family member.” “I’m sorry, Alpha.” Lucca apologized quickly. Hearing Santino’s words, he knew he had to get serious about work if he needed the Beta position because his good days were now going to end where all he had to do was gather information about people’s past and present. “I received a call from Erica stating that she sent you some proofs about that witch. She is enjoying her time with some man and a pup. I think s

“What do you mean? Why would Marco be after Luca?” Elena hesitated, glancing toward the door as though expecting someone to burst through at any moment. “Because of who he is. Because of what he knows.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, her gaze shifting between Sophia and Ethan. “Marco won’t stop until he gets what he wants. And Luca is the key.” Ethan crossed his arms, skepticism still etched into his features. “And what is it that Marco wants? Why involve Luca in this?” Elena’s eyes glistened with fear and guilt. “It’s about more than control or revenge. It’s about power. Luca… he’s special. His father wasn’t just an ordinary man. He was someone who had knowledge Marco has been trying to un

I shouted high enough to wake the dead. He tried to move past me but I blocked his path again. He was pretty fast for someone who said he was tired as he grabbed me by the throat. "Is this what you want from me?" He asked, his hand right against my throat. I shook my head in both directions, gasping for air. my veins throbbed against my temples. And then I saw it. There it was the monster that everyone feared, the same one of seen the first time I left the basement. I was starring at him at him in the eye. The real Leonardo DE Luca unmasked.

Elena’s gun had lowered entirely now, her attention fixed on the two brothers with an expression I couldn’t quite read—recognition, maybe, or dread at watching a secret she’d carried surface without her permission. “Say it plainly,” Dante demanded. “Whatever game you’re playing, Lucian, finish it.” Lucian drew a slow breath, and for the first time all night, the calculating charm drained entirely from his face, replaced by something rawer, more exhausted. “Giovanni De Luca wasn’t simply a mafia patriarch fighting to protect his territory,” Lucian said. “He was the sixth founding member of the council your wife’s father built. The one your father’s ledger never fully documented, because Giova

After Mira fell asleep, Luca sat in the dark kitchen with a butcher knife on the table and his old laptop powered on. He typed a name he hadn’t dared search in weeks: Dante Marchesi. No social media. No business news. No press releases. Just one archived photo in an old article about shipping monopolies. A man in the background, barely visible. Black suit. Cold eyes. Watching something no one else saw. Luca stared at the image, and something in his chest tightened. Not with pain. Not with fear. With certainty. Dante hadn’t disappeared. He’d just stepped into the part of the world where people like him lived—and hunted.

He bent down and tried to help Carol up but he had been so bruised that he couldn't do so without a groan and Carol was already weak from the whole squabble. “What of Veronica?” Carol asked, still clutching her bloodied shoulder as they walked on. “She was the mole and I believe she pays for it with her life,” Luca replied dismissively with a groan. “What of Clara and the other staff? Did they die in the battle too?” “Let's get you to safety first before any other thing” Luca replied, trying so hard to find his balance and pull her up to himself. “Where exactly is that?” She groaned. “You’ll see,” he murmured but as they began to walk out, something else happened.

He jerked to reality, gasped loudly and turned to see the security man before him. "Are you okay? You've been standing right here for the past ten minutes like a dead man" Luca swallowed the saliva in his mouth and exhaled, "Have I?" "Yes Man, you're the CEO Of Ocean View, right? Oh fvck! Wow!" He did not reply and got into his vehicle and drove off speedily. Later that evening... Luca finished with dinner alone as usual and headed back for his bedroom where he had been busy all day trying to pull traceable trails of Salamanca Aldo now known as Alexander Eugene and his effort was futile still.

“She mentioned a ‘mentor’ once. Italian guy helping with med school apps. But Enzo De Luca… his empire’s legendary. Sicilian old blood—Palermo roots, but he modernized. Cyber ops, dark web trafficking, alliances with cartels. He’s got hackers cracking bank vaults, drones for hits. Expanded to New York last year, undercutting everyone. Ruthless—rumors say he castrated a rival for eyeing his sister.” My hand wrapped around his shaft, stroking slow and firm, thumb circling the head. “And Sofia’s his ‘partner’? In what way?” Luca bucked into my grip, moaning. “Business, she said. But the way he touched her arm… possessive. Like you with me.” His hands fisted my hair. “Dante, please…” I stood, sp

I crossed my arms and sighed, trying to keep my frustration in check. "Sure thing!" He let out a small laugh before gently holding my gloved hand and lightly brushing his lips against the back of it. "Hey there, I'm Luca, second in command to Alpha Giuliano of Greece." He casually folded his arms behind his back, hands entwined as he bowed before me, then straightened up, towering over me by a good foot. "This party is really something; Alexander always knows how to throw a great event. And I must say, your beauty is truly captivating. I spotted you from across the room."

Thus, Luca could only sacrifice himself. Eric’s eyes narrowed sharply. His face was complex and deep at this time. His chest was heaving violently, and his mind was blank. He clenched the handle of the wheelchair with a grim face. Luca looked a little hesitant as he made up his mind. “Mint scented then…” It did not seem appropriate that a big man would use strawberry-scented body wash. After that, Luca skillfully pumped the body wash onto his hand and was about to lather it onto Eric’s body when Eric interrupted him.