Luke Russo Novels & Stories

This wasn’t just an attack—it was a message. “She’s gone,” he whispered. Ravik’s voice echoed in his mind. Find her. Hunt them down. Tear them apart. But who? Who had dared to abduct his Luna? His thoughts immediately went to Valerian. That snake had been too quiet lately. His movements unpredictable, his mind unreadable. It wouldn’t be beyond him to use something this underhanded. But Alexandro had no proof. And accusing Valerian without evidence would plunge the two packs into a war neither was ready for.

Black jacket, black t-shirt and a cap which covered his face. El Russo was a six feet seven tall man, with dark brown hair, deep set amber eyes, rose coloured lips and an easy angled face, he was a perfect ten in a man. His hard trimmed muscles bulged against his t-shirt, and he stood towering above Irina's average frame. As she walked out of the school gate dressed in a shirt, brown trousers and matching coloured blazers, he unconsciously smiled. To him, she looked way more beautiful than the pictures on her phone. She was younger than him, yet, every feminine feature in her body seemed to call out to his masculine needs.

she asked after a sigh. She was sure that she won’t stop so she might as well pretend to be curious. She put down the magazine again and looked at where her friend’s eyes were. "It's the elusive, immensely hot and extremely rich playboy, Luke Contrero! The man one wearing a pair of blue board shorts and has a mouth-watering six-pack!” Joyce replied as she stared at the subject of her interest.

"You told me that once I become the alpha, you will come with me and be my luna. I even killed my grandfather for you, but now...." "By the way, didn't you say that your stepsister's name was Maya?" Kelly asked all of a sudden making Lily tremble from fear. That name gave her goosebumps. "Yeah. Why?" "My brother's mate is also called Maya and I heard that he saved her while she was drowning in a certain lake near your pack," Kelly said casually. Lily felt like a bomb had exploded in her mind as she looked at the man before her who had no idea of the impact his casual words had on her.

he gave him the envelope " He said that it is of the utmost importance that you read it as soon as possible, because you would be surprised with what is inside there. Nathan took it quickly going to the living room listening to Luke's laughter from the kitchen. He opened the envelope taking out the information he wanted so much. Four years ago Name: Luke Salvatore Age: 14 years Illness: None so far. Brothers: one. Matt Salvatore He was sold when he was only six years old by his mother, but he managed to escape and lived in the streets for a long period of time. Present Luke Risco Miller. Age: 18 years Illness: none, but it is very important that no one knows that you can have children. Broth

Drake thought about everything and said, “That’s good. I want to make sure this is taken care of the right way. Send Luca up there to take care of everything.” Drake could have sent Dillon, but he didn’t want anyone else to watch over Emily. She was in a tough spot, and Luca was a good backup for this mission. “Everything will be done the way you want, Alpha. Do you still need something else?” Dillon was a little confused as he looked at Drake. Usually, Drake wouldn’t call him at this time unless he had something fundamental to do. “No, I was just making sure.” Drake drank some water. Okay, he agreed that this wasn’t like him at all. He said it was the nightmare’s fault. He didn’t say anythi

That meant the flowers were undoubtedly from him. Luke Evans. Oh, he wasn’t just some nobody from nowhere—he was a rising star, someone exceptional. In terms of reputation, family background, capability, and appearance, he wasn’t lacking in any aspect, not even compared to Ryan Blake. Not to mention, his opponent was younger, and his personality—kind, well-mannered—was the complete opposite of Ryan’s. Just one glance was enough to see how hopeless his situation was. He was already struggling with all the obstacles Ivy had thrown at him, and now, a third party had appeared to make things even more difficult.

Luke stepped out of the car and draped his coat over me before taking me in the car. He fastened my seat belt, then kissed my forehead before approaching Leon. “Who are you?” Leon asked with his voice shaking. Luke announced icily, “I am Annabelle’s husband. My name is Luke Goldberg.” “Husband? No, Anna never loved you! I am the only one fit to be her husband!” Luke’s expression turned glacial in an instant, he proceeded to punch Leon right in the face. Leon had just managed to get up on his feet, then he was knocked over again.

he teased. Sarah nodded, her mouth full. "Mmm-hmm!" she replied, her eyes shining with delight. As they ate, Luke reached out to wipe a smudge of sauce from Sarah's lip. She smiled up at him, feeling grateful for his love and care. Their conversation flowed easily, covering everything from their daily lives to their plans for the future. At one point, Luke mentioned his suspicions about Rosie's love life. "I think Rosie might be dating someone," Luke said, raising an eyebrow. "I've seen her getting dropped off at work a few times, and the guy driving the car looks pretty familiar."

Luke was the first to recover, his predatory grin twisting into something uglier as he turned fully toward me. He was bigger than I remembered—taller, broader, with that same smug entitlement that had always made my skin crawl. "Well, well," he drawled, stepping away from Jessica but not far enough, his voice slimy with fake charm. "Look who decided to crash the party. Kianna Martin. Maddox's sloppy seconds, come to play hero?" The other two laughed nervously, it almost looked like they were forcing it. But Luke's eyes raked over me as if I was next on the menu.