Luca X Alberto Ship Novels & Stories

he jested, nudging my shoulder with a light chuckle, his eyes sparkling with mischief. As I stood there, gazing over the ship's railing, I noticed Luca's men bustling about, hauling packets of bottled water aboard alongside bags of vibrant produce from the markets. The final remnants of our supplies were making their way on board—within twenty minutes, we'd be casting off, embarking on our quest to search two of the islands, Giovanni's and Edoardo's. Both of them were, at least on paper, dead and buried.

“How do you know this?” “I’ve been listening,” Isla replied, her tone low. “Dante talks a lot when he’s drunk. And Luca, his right-hand man, has been making some noise about a new shipment coming in. It’s supposed to be huge, more valuable than any of the others. I don’t know exactly what it is, but it’s connected to DeLuca’s biggest deals.” Alex’s eyes narrowed, his focus sharpening. “This could be what we need. If we can get our hands on that shipment, it’ll give us leverage. We can use it to push Antonio into a corner. It’ll force his hand.”

“Luca’s got the chopper. We’re getting out of here.” “What about the body?” They turned. The prototype’s frame lay crumpled. Not moving. Not glowing. Noa limped over and kicked it once. “Fuck you,” he said. Then followed Alessio into the smoke. Above deck, the storm had finally arrived. Rain poured. The wind howled. Luca stood at the hatch, chopper blades slicing the air. “GO GO GO” They ran across the tilting deck as the ship groaned beneath them, steel tearing apart. Ivy helped Noa climb in while Alessio and Luca covered the rear.

Luca screamed. The jet soared on, undisturbed. Above, Amelia stirred in her sleep, her son tucked safely in her arms. She mumbled something maybe Miguel’s name and turned deeper into the warmth of the sheets, unaware of the storm below. Below deck, the screams echoed off steel walls. Miguel didn’t pause not until the truth was carved out of Luca in broken sobs: names, dates, contacts, all dragged from him between gulps of blood and pain. When Luca finally slumped unconscious,

Across the ocean Elena was putting Mateo to bed when her phone rang. She answered without looking at the number. “Hello?” The voice on the other end sounded hesitant. “Miss Elena… it’s Luca.” Her stomach dropped instantly. “What happened?” There was a long pause. Then Luca said quietly, “Adrian’s convoy was attacked tonight.” Elena gripped the phone harder. “Is he hurt?” Silence. “Elena…” Luca said slowly. “We haven’t found him.” The room felt suddenly too small. “What does that mean?” “The vehicles exploded.”

"What did you see?" "Listen, Mr. Alpha, when you sleep with the wrong woman who doesn't have the blood that can't carry yours. Their blood will be contaminated and it will turn into poison that will kill them eventually, that might be the explanation why those women you slept with keep dying, they can't carry your blood as your Luna. I'll tell you, Cole, this prophecy was insane. It was a very hard task for you man, finding your Luna is a very tough mission for you and there's Samuel's pack who was trying and trying himself to take your position to do his evil plan." Jacob said.

Luca seemed lost in thought, so Alissa didn't respond, just watched. Luca set the bottle and glasses down on his desk sitting heavily. “He gave it to me before I left, saying I'd make a great Alpha… that… that he was p-proud.” A tear slipped down his cheek as his voice cracked. “No point keeping it now… he's dead.” Luca made a motion to break the seal but Alissa caught his wrist.

I quickly followed behind in order to avert any impending war. "Yes, it is a mate mark, and what about it?" Her mate replied, moving Jessica to her back. Richard, calm down. I said through the mind link. But it was like pouring water on a stone. He got closer to them and snatched her away, dragging her towards him. He forcefully removed the hand she was using to cover her neck, revealing what was there. There was no doubt; it was a freshly made mark, and the outline of the teeth was still there. The initials A.L. were boldly written in cursive.

I actually feared she could kill Aliya right away if they were left alone in this room for the next few minutes. Aliya didn't halt or change her truth regardless. "In the middle of it all, Lucy began to hurt me...here." She showed her arms to Alaric, who nodded and bit his lower lips in response. "I'm listening." He said and glanced at Lucy briefly. "So, Miss Alana saved me by wetting her since she couldn't fight her physically. That's all this mess got here, sire." Alana finished, and I could kiss her right now if given the chance.

~Isabelle~ The smile on Kaylee’s face dropped the moments that their eyes locked, he seemed like he was ready to unleash hell on her and she was scared of taking it, whatever must have transpired between them made her a changed woman, he must have been strict with his warning, I did not know that he could be that fearful, maybe, that was why he was an Alpha for a reason. She was quick to greet him, ‘’Good morning, Alpha.’’ He placed his hand in front of him with a warning sign, ‘’Keep your greetings to yourself, Kaylee. There is nothing good about the morning, what exactly are you doing in the Luna’s room?’’