Matthew Sturniolo Novels & Stories

“The alpha my baby brother just annihilated, his pack?” “Tilly, since Ian is dead, that means YOU are their only chance at getting into another pack OR assigning them a new alpha.” “Luna?” Beckham says again, this time turning me to face him. “Are you his Luna?” I shrug like it’s not a big deal, then roll my eyes. “Yes. Alpha Onyx is my mate. We’ve accepted each other.” “So I really can come live with you?” He asks, his eyes watering. “You are not of age to leave the pack!” Dylan growls.

It was 12:06pm, the sun had almost peaked. “Close your eyes,” Dad said, “Feel the Goddesses.” I followed his command and tilted my head back, the heat of the sun falling on my face. “I, Alpha Leonardo Loren of the Stella pack, grant my full power and authority to my son, Cato Loren, when the sun reaches its solar noon on his seventeenth birthday.” Now it was my line. We’d rehearsed this dozens of times. “And I, Cato Loren, pledge my allegiance to the Stella pack and oath to use this power to help its people thrive and prosper. To stand by my side, I elect Elias Smith as my Beta and introduce Jessica Michaels as my Luna.”

Her hands were soft, but her grip was firm and confident, like any Alpha’s. “I’m Victoria Bia... Greco,” I corrected myself with a sigh that came out way too natural. “And this is my mother, Antonella Bianchi.” Mom nodded politely, but I knew that look, the distrust in it, as she sized up my mate’s “partner.” Mom sat beside the Matriarch, and honestly, I wanted to sit across from her, anywhere but wedged between Lorenzo and his little friend. “Don’t worry about the formalities, stay in your plac...”

Nolan: The knock on my office door came just as Alessandro left, thankfully before I said something I’d regret. I didn’t look up. Though the tension within the pack was not one that I did not notice, whoever came had masked their scent. Still, I knew that no one would be foolish to come and make a mistake like this one within my own grounds. “Enter.” The door creaked open slowly, and in walked Elder Mathew, ever regal in his pressed robes, his salt-and-pepper beard trimmed, posture impossibly upright. His presence always carried the weight of tradition. Of expectations. Of judgment.

I follow the blonde, evading her hand when she tries to link it through my arm. “Cain, finally.” Darius is sitting at the table next to a blonde boy, but Flame is nowhere to be seen. He gestures to the blonde boy. “This is Damien and I assume you’ve met Gale and Ollie. There’s also Emery and Leila…” He emphasises the last name, as if to remind me that Flame is using her middle name with the humans. “Have just popped upstairs to get their jackets.” “Here.” Gale places a plate down on the table and pats the chair. Some sort of filled tortilla’s are on the plate and they smell amazing.

Diana also finally knew that the name the loggers had forbidden her to mention was Alpha Dell, Alpha Stevan's father. "Now we will light the smoke flare," Alpha Stevan ordered. He looked at George. "George, you need to focus more so that the shield doesn't disappear suddenly." George just nodded because he wasn't really into this activity either. After he found out who killed Alpha Dell, he didn't really feel sorry for the man, well even so it didn't mean he supported the culprit. There were several smoke flares lit, each of which was held by Alpha Stevan, Beta, and Gamma Pack Delonix.

“Here’s another question from @MiraClassics: Aren’t you one of Devin Mávros’ flings?” Evan choked on his beer. “What the fuck?” “Is this Devin, the one from Mávros enterprises?” Kandra looked behind the camera and another message popped on the screen from ‘@MiraClassics: yes. That hot bachelor.’ “Were you? I mean, that guy is one of the most sought out bachelors in New York if not in the entire world.”

Matthew chuckled inwardly and asked in a pretentious manner, “By the way, may I know how you usually address Mrs. Stewart?” Travis pressed his lips into a thin line, not saying a word. Matthew chuckled inwardly once again. “Then I’ll call her Hailey.” He pretended not to see Travis’s unhappy face and showed Hailey a smile as he said, “Let’s introduce ourselves again. Hello, Hailey, I’m Matthew Sullivan. I’m half a year older than Travis, and you can call me Matthew. Oh, by the way, my daughter is very adorable. Would you like to see pictures of her? You might not know, but we planned to open this club two years ago. However, my daughter’s adorable nature prevented me from leaving her, leadin

This suggested there was something about the girl that had made Matteo break with his usual habits. "You'll see for yourself, Chris,” Stefano said softly, as a fleeting image of Luna Winterbourne, with all her charm, flashed through his mind. The 28-year-old man had accompanied Matteo several times to the restaurant across from the hotel, just to catch a glimpse of the girl at lunchtime.

Luca My phone rang and the ID flashed ‘’Torren.’’ I had sent him to check on what was going on in Las Vegas because the accounts were not making sense. Someone had been stealing from me and it made me laugh because I would find them sooner or later, ‘’You were right Luca. It was Matthew. He has even prepared flights for his entire family.’’ ‘’To where?’’ I ask angrily and Toren breathes through the phone before responding, ‘' Italy’’