Luca X Alberto Ship Novels & Stories

Their alphas had seen to that. As I move closer to the Haunted beach, my pace slows. From the distance, my eyes locate Jordan, watching the setting sun. There is no one else on the beach, and for a good reason. This beach is haunted by a ghost, or so is believed by outsiders. I and the residents of Bellpond know the truth of it. In the woods around it, a rogue werewolf lives named Mad Melony by the packs. She wanders the forest and is rumored to kill anyone who crosses her path. For years, many that were foolish enough to venture into the woods at night have never found their way out of it. To the day, they are lost. And dead, certainly.

Emilia explained. “So, how did Lisa get there? Are you saying she's cursed?” “No, she's not, but she was destined to be there.'' “This doesn't make any sense. Do I look like someone who's afraid of Destiny?” I walked closer to them to air my thoughts. “I, Alpha Xavier from the Vulcan pack, are never afraid of my adversary. I gave them heads, no matter how many they were. This is just how I run my things, so if I need Destiny to get to the forest, then I can as well make my own destiny right now and here.”

"C'mon father, you're not that old. But you're right. I think you should retire and start spending more time with Anabella. Maybe make babies or shit like that." Mum was torn with laughter and was almost spilling crumbs of salad on the table. She grabbed a napkin and dabbed her mouth with it. And yeah, her name was Anabella. Anabella Rivera, but soon, she will be 'Anabella Luciano'. "You're quite a naughty one, Rex. But I think you're right. We're not too old to make babies, are we?" Mum teased, sending a sultry wink to Alpha Vicenzo. "Not a chance, no. You're still a beauty, Father still has the strength for that. So I think you both should consider it." Rex continued with his teasing, brin

Although Kalaloch Pack was larger and powerful than Hoh River Pack, it would be impossible to keep her safe if they found Tatiana before she initiated. As Luca set off in search of Alpha Bran, Luna mind linked him to meet out front. Everyone was ready to go into town. His meeting with the Alpha would have to wait. Luca grabbed his keys and headed out front.

“You don't have to worry about that, Sunshine. That will never happen again.” “Good,” I closed my eyes, relaxing my head against the pump of his heart under his skin. “But, I have something. I know where Alberto is.” Luca looked up, his lip curling into a sardonic smile. “The bastard is hiding out in Maca.” “What's the plan?” Marco asked from the front seat. “We loose the reporters and go there right now.” Luca said. “Isn't that a little risky? It won't be that easy to loose them,” Pietro muttered, still he drove out of the police department and soon, we were pulling in at home.

He arrived at one of the Milano family's private club rooms, hands wringing, forehead damp. "Ma'am—you—you needed—" "I need you to move a shipment," I said. "On Renato's boats. No paperwork." Luca nearly slid out of his chair. "Ma'am! That breaks every rule! If the Don finds out, he'll kill me!" "What's the difference? He'd kill you eventually anyway." I opened the tablet on the table beside me and turned it to face him. A dozen encrypted cargo manifests. Email chains between Luca and several South American contacts.

“Talk.” He hesitated. “One of our captains — the Sorrenti crew out of Naples — flipped.” “To who?” Luca asked. Mateo’s jaw clenched. “We're not sure. But two of our intel are dead, and someone leaked the coordinates of our cargo ship in the Adriatic. It was hit an hour ago. Sunk.” Amara’s face didn’t change. “How many casualties?” “Ten. Including the captain.” Her silence was louder than a scream.

Chapter nine Dante “Again?!” I barked, slamming my hands on the table. Luca was seated on the sofa, right in front of me. The worry on his face mirrored mine. “Who do you think did it, this time? Alexandro?” He asked, running his hands through his hair. “He can't be stupid enough to try it.” I shook my head. “We can't tell. No one expected him to sink it, the first time.” Luca argued. “But-” I turned my head slowly towards him. “The ship was top secret. How did he find out?”

“And what were you just doing?” “Fighting one, sir!” Humbert said, looking straight ahead. “Not only did you disobey me, but you also lost,” Captain Luca said, smiling slightly. “Yes, sir!” “At ease,” said Luca, and all the men visibly relaxed. “Save your energy for tomorrow, men. We leave tonight.” “What? Where are you going?” Scarlett blurted out. Luca’s eyes shifted from Humbert to her. “Miss, those are private matters of the Golden Company. I am sure your friends are looking for you. Why don’t you go find them?”

Luca’s POV The yacht tilted violently, flames licking up from the engine room as Sofia’s rigged explosives tore through the hull. Water surged over the deck, cold and relentless, turning the luxury vessel into a sinking coffin. Sal Moretti stood amid the chaos, his charcoal suit soaked, red silk tie a bloody slash against the firelight. His men—enforcers from Chicago’s shadows—fanned out, MP5s barking in controlled bursts. They mowed down Viktor’s remaining Russians and Enzo’s Sicilians with mechanical precision, bodies crumpling into the rising waves.