Michele Marrone Novels & Stories

I mumble under my breath. "What?" Zach sounds taken aback at my outburst, and I can't blame him, to him what I said probably doesn't make a lick of sense. "Who's Kenton, Amaris?" Glendon asks, his voice gentle. "He's…Kenton is the one who helped me through my first shift." 'Mate', my wolf yaps excitedly at the mention of his name. 'Tell them he's our mate.' No!

Oh fucking gracious. "Fuck, he's coming here," Michele hushed. I stopped working on my food just as his footsteps and nauseating scent came to stop beside me. "Moreno, right?" The bastard was here. I clenched my fork harder, my line of vision blank with the visible color being red. He brought out a hand. "I'm Alessio. Alsssio Salva— " "Non mi interessa, casso, cosa sei." [I don't fucking care what you are], I said, still staring at a void. "Get the fuck out of here."

He laughed as he heard the sound of their groaning. " ok Samira scored 13 from Alexis, 15 from branny, 12 from xandra and finally 10 from dreams which gave her the sum of 50 in total......... a round of applause for her" the m.c said and the students clapped their hands, while some others who hates Samira never bothered about clapping their hands. " and our beloved Nicki, scored 20 form Alexis, 20 from branny, 19 from xandra and lastly 15 from dream which gave her the total sum of 74" the m.c said and the whole school almost shook because of the students screaming.

Marrisa finally took a seat on the table a big smile plastered on her tiny face. "It's so good to have you guys here." "Hey," the brunette says, again. I resisted the urge to tell her to stand up because I - fuck, I don't why. When I didn't say anything she continued. "My name is Gabriella Gamberini." Gamberini, the name sounds familiar," as in Calvino Gamberini ?" Gamberini is a local businessman, corrupt but smart. "Yes, he's my father," she replies. "Okay, attention everyone. Before we start, I and my wife have some news."

— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

Cattaneo. I saw Selena give the woman a smile back. "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Cattaneo. I am Selena D… Marino." "The Marino?" she asked, surprised. She looked at me. "You must be her husband, Jake Marino." "Yes," "Lovely," the lady responded. "You can call me Francesca; I don’t mind," she said and looked past us, motioning for someone to hurry up. When he got near her, he took the empty seat. "Dear, meet the Marino."

She answered. Chantelle, I need you to get ready for the party. "Don't tell me you've forgotten that today's is Damien birthday". Rosemary said. "No ma'ma I can't forget" . Chantelle said. We're expecting visitors in a few hours, and there's a lot to do." Chantelle looks up from the floor, her hands covered in soap suds. "What do you need me to do?" she asks. Her aunty continues, "You need to vacuum the living room, mop the kitchen floor, and set the table for dinner. " I believe you can handle that cause you've been doing it for years now". Rosemary said. I think the work will be much for me, please I'll be needing help. Chantelle said. "Will you shut it". Rosemary said. We've been feeding,

‘Bella’ One of them began and she cut him off angrily, ‘Mi chiamo Alcina Moretti e abbatterò Giovanni, sono stato addestrato da agenti del Mossad, so come uccidere, qualcuno di voi vorrebbe sfidarmi oggi?" [My name is Alcina Moretti and I will bring Giovanni down, I have been trained by MOSSAD Agents, I know how to kill, would any of you care to challenge me today?]’ They looked at one another and no one moved she barked a harsh laugh tossing her silky mane of hair,

His voice was stern, cutting through the air with an accusing tone. Confusion clouded my mind. "Who are you talking about?" I asked, hoping to clarify the situation, but he seemed to ignore my question. "You might be in the wrong room, sir," I said calmly, trying to maintain composure despite the tension in the air. "Harvey Knight, Aria is my daughter. I am Rocco Marino," he declared, his words hitting me like a thunderbolt. Rocco Marino—the notorious mafia boss and one of the wealthiest CEOs in the business world. His nickname, "The Rock," resonated with fear and respect in the underworld.

She slowly nodded, lowering her head. “Who is she?” Drago demanded. “She works at the house as Massimo said,” I answered. “Her name is Mira.” “And why…why is…she here?” he grimace. “Wh…what am I to d…do with a bloody ho…househelp?” “She is not just some househelp,” I said, glancing at the woman clinging to Dolcezza. “She is a Baldocchi Mole. She has been here for years now…” Both Drago and Massimo’s eyes widened in shock.