Luca X Alberto Fanart Novels & Stories

Lucia’s legs quivered as she climaxed. Alberto leaned against the wall breathing very hard. They exchanged looks and they both chuckled, they were both covered with sweat. “That was crazy,” Lucia said placing her head on the table weakly. “You should freshen up. I’d be right behind you.” Lucia nodded and picked up her pantie. She gave him a wink and walked out of the living room. Alberto exhaled loudly and repeatedly hit his head softly on the wall. He remembered Martina again, and he shook his head.

60 years Ago- Third Person POV “Come on Luca you are an Alpha you can catch me,” Ten year old Max Killgon is racing with 14 year old Luca Camron through the woods behind the Black Hills Packhouse. Max is tall for his age, black hair and silver eyes. His babyface betrays his age. “You asked for it Beta,” Luca actually puts forth effort and tackles his future Beta. Luca is only two inches taller than Max, already he had muscular arms and legs, Crystal blue eyes under long black hair.

The hand pulled the fabric off completely, revealing— Alaric. My cruel, sickening cousin. He’d never once bothered to hide how much he wanted to hurt me. “What are you doing here?” I asked. He looked down at me with that same arrogant expression. Typical. A faint, mocking smile tugged at his lips. “Well, look at that,” he said. “The main attraction at today’s auction. The Luna the Nightsilver pack threw away.” "Auction? What auction?" “This is the holding area of the Blackmoon Auction House, you idiot. Your pack sold you.”

,sans-serif; mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri; mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;} Serena Esposito I got home to an angry looking Luca. He had a stoic expression on his facial structures. As I stepped in the sitting room, I could see the way his mouth twitched. “Hi, Luca.” I briefly said, ignoring the way he looked. I continued my steps. He didn’t reply me. I turned anti-clockwise and moved to confront him. His head faced down with his sleek dark hair covering his face. There was something sinister about the way he appeared today. It seemed like Lucifer himself had stolen my mate’s body and chosen to show up now.

My cheeks go hot just thinking about it. Luca Fontaine is the second of Charles and Giovanna's children together, and he's arguably the most famous. He's the only one to go full movie star (so far at least), and he's managed to snag roles in a few huge blockbusters, including the upcoming Cataclysm: Earth. He's got dirty-blond hair - the same shade as his mother's when she was his age - and the sort of bad-boy, devastatingly gorgeous looks that make girls want to throw their panties at him. I've seen pictures of his smile that made me want to weep. Seriously. The idea of flirting with him, of touching him? Makes me so nervous I think I might be sick.

I learned Luca had become a monster, and he killed people with ease now; what if Teressa decides that Katya and I are a problem and kills us? "Calm down, Emma; nothing can happen to you in Aldo's house. He will protect you. Terressa can't come there, and as I said, Luca rarely visits Aldo. He is more likely to hang out with Castelo than Aldo, especially when I am around. We all know why he is avoiding me. The jerk," She said, and I smiled at her. Katya was fast asleep, and I kissed her forehead.

Alissa gestured to the paintings on his floor. He looked to where she was pointing. “Thanks, I didn't think to look there.” He leant down to pick up the paintings. He spread them out over the bed, “I love that one.” Alissa pointed to a wolf head made up of trees and bushes. Luca straightened his back, a note of pride emanated from him, “That is one of mine.” Alissa’s head snapped up, “No it's not.” She was certain he was joking, it was a beautiful piece… it looked it belonged displayed for all to see.

He unzipped the side pocket and pulled out his sketchpad and a set of charcoal pencils. Luca loved to draw. His art was messy, vibrant, and full of chaotic, emotional strokes the complete opposite of Adrian’s sterile, minimalist world. He took a deep breath, grabbed a piece of heavy sketching paper he had completed back at the Moretti mansion, and walked into Adrian's pristine, white minimalist living room. In the center of the room was a gallery-style shelf displaying a priceless, geometric black marble sculpture.

Alpha William said, throwing the woman on the ground. “You are unfair, and we now have to go to the pack while I smell ready for you to take me.” I said, and Arturo let out a playful growl. “Well, neonata, you may smell like an arousal, but at least you don’t have a boner sticking for everyone’s eyes to see. Consider yourself lucky.” He said, and I laughed, shaking my head at him. The rest of the pack members were also shifting to humans, and seeing us in a distance, Alpha Liam nodded at one of the girls to get him something to wear just like everyone else was. Eli’s heart raced despite her calm demeanor, and I didn’t know whether she knew that Marcus was her son or not to begin with.

He tilted his chin up instead, meeting that stare head-on. Up close, Luca smelled like gun oil and something expensive—sandalwood, maybe. Dangerous. “You think this is a joke?” Luca asked, voice low, controlled. “I think it’s fucking insane,” Alessio replied. “But here we are.” Another step. They were close enough now that Alessio could see the faint scar running through Luca’s left eyebrow. Could feel the heat coming off him. “You live here now,” Luca said. “My rules. My word is law.”