Luca X Alberto Ship Novels & Stories

Alejandro informed her, his thoughts coming back to the reason why he had come here. Maria's eyes widened, "W-Why are you just informing me?" She questions trying to get off the table. Alejandro takes a step back tucking his cock back into his pants and zipping his fliers off, "I wasn't the one who didn't allow the other to speak," Alejandro reminded her. "Luca is dead," Alejandro continued. Maria's eyes widened in shock, "What? What do you mean Luca is dead? What happened? How did this happen?"

Your kindness and hospitality had been more than we could ask for,' I smile. May, Kadva and the witches are on board and wave to us from the upper deck, and Reaper flies through the air and perches on the beam of the largest sail. The rest of our pack boards the ship along with the vampires. I'm relieved to see no one is afraid of the vampires and treats them the same as everyone else. Barrels of wine and rum are rolled onboard the ship as we hug people goodbye.

She introduced herself in a hushed, confident tone as Isabella Moretti—a trusted liaison from an allied family, renowned for her discreet investigative skills and an uncanny knack for turning secrets into power. They were all here as my allies in this war against the enemy I had yet to pinpoint. “Don Vincenzo De Luca,” Don Salvatore began, his gravelly voice betraying neither warmth nor malice, “we have news regarding the shipment.” I nodded curtly. “I’m listening.” Tony stepped forward.

“Good. Is everything ready?” “The warehouse is clear. Guards posted outside. No witnesses.” I nod. “And the package?” He slides a folder across my desk. Inside are photos. Documents. Shipping manifests. All with the Vecchio family crest. “Luca’s moving a shipment through the harbor tomorrow night,” Nikolai says. “Weapons. Enough to supply a small army.” “And he’s meeting the buyers personally?” “Marco confirmed it.” I smile. “Then that’s where Sofia comes in.” _ _ _ _ _

She inhaled sharply, trying to regain her composure, forcing her trembling hands to steady. Then she turned to meet Connor's gaze. “Are you okay?” he rasped, looking pale and sweaty, visibly shaken despite his tough facade. Leila nodded weakly, although her feelings were more complex. “Yeah. I’m okay.” Luca, crouched by a pile of overturned crates, was searching through their contents, his expression grim. He pulled out a ledger, hurriedly scanning the scribbled notes before shaking his head. “We struck gold,” he muttered, disbelief lacing his voice. “They were about to roll out tonight—this entire shipment was ready to go.”

I asked Luca, taking a moment to pause and catch my breath as I reloaded my gun. "No..." he said scanning the area. "Fuck. Have we lost him?" "How could he have survived the shots from 12 of my men?" I asked. "That man is immortal I swear," Luca replied. "Alpha," the voice of one of my men said on my radio. "We see him. Heading straight for the docks." "Surround the perimeter. He can not be allowed to get on a boat," I ordered. "And I want a unit on every boat due to depart for the next hour in case the slimy thing slips through."

On the other side, Kael was jolted awake by the howl, and only then did he remember he had promised to stay with me last night. He pushed Selena aside: “I have to go—today is our anniversary, and I promised to be with Evelyn last night.” Selena got up discontentedly and whined. “But I need you too…” He shook his head and refused: “No, I promised her today.” He had just stepped out when his Beta rushed over: “Alpha! Bad news!” “Evelyn… Evelyn… was attacked by rogue wolves and fell off Eternal Cliff.”

I asked, still confused by the way they were looking at each other. “Luca,” Xavier said, stepping closer, his voice full of disbelief. Of all the people Xavier had expected to see, Luca wasn’t one of them. It had taken Xavier time to accept that Luca was gone after Maisie’s last report. He’d even planned a ceremony for Luca once he sorted things with me and returned to the pack. “Alpha...” Luca’s voice cracked as he stared at Xavier. He couldn’t say anything else. When Xavier finally reached him, they both rushed forward and embraced like brothers, as if neither was sure they’d see the other again.

Just kept brushing her hair in long, slow strokes. "About what?" "Don't play fucking games with me, Carmela." "I'm not playing games." She set down the brush and finally met my eyes in the mirror. "You want to talk? Then talk." I moved closer, every muscle in my body coiled tight with rage. "You went to Luca yesterday. Asked him for shipment information. About details about the Baltimore delivery." "I did." Just like that. No denial. No excuse. "And less than 24 hours later, that shipment was hit by the Russians."

Matteo smiled, a smile full of wicked plans. "We'll greet him warmly. And we'll see what he's willing to offer to get his assistant back." --- The La Fortuna docked at the port of Genoa right on schedule that afternoon. The sky was still gray after the storm, but the sea had calmed. Matteo stood on the deck, watching the dock come into view. And there, just as he had suspected, stood Alexandro De Luca with dozens of men in black suits behind him. They were all armed, ready to fight if necessary.