Mickey Altieri Novels & Stories

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

Without wasting time, she walked out of the department and headed for Valeria's office. "Please take a seat," Maria said with a forced smile on her face. "And what do I call you Ma'am?" She asked. "Dana," Dana replied, "Dana Hamilton and I heard that you are Maria Cruz, the wife of late Manuel Cruz." "Yes I am, it's nice to meet you." It was clear that Dana didn't recognize her and for some reason, it annoyed Maria. "So what do I owe this visit?" Maria asked. "I just came from Italy and after hearing the devastating news about your company, I decided it was best to see for myself and decide whether I could be of help." Dana said with all seriousness, it was almost as if she was pleading.

Viktor opened his mouth as tears formed in his eyes, and biting his bottom lip, his hands shook as he clenched the armrest. “Did you know about this, Claire?” “You have clearly lost your mind asking me such a question” she said, turning to face me. “Did you, or didn’t you?” “I did not” she said, throwing the pictures at Viktor who let out a low growl “I would have stopped him myself if I did” “Well, do you want to tell me what you were doing with Alfredo?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at him. “I was buying a fucking slave” he snapped, his eyes widening in pain as he fought to take a breath “a slave that would fucking please and satisfy me. They gave me a good deal and I got the woman”

Are you here to see him? Micky is one of Dante’s posse. She did not dislike the guy, in fact, he was friendly and likable, but mixed in with Dante’s crowd, he took on another persona. He copied their attitude, acting cocky and sleazy as if the world owed him something. On his own, though, he was harmless. If only she could get out of there faster.

’ Mikali answered, a twinge of fear in his voice. David remained standing while we waited for Mikali. Mikali hurried into my office ten minutes later, his shaggy brown hair a mess. I raised an eyebrow as I caught the scent of a female I didn’t recognize. “A little preoccupied, Hamilton?” I questioned. He gulped and looked down, embarrassed.

"Are you mad about the Alpha's decision?" "Mad was an understatement, Croft. I'm seething with so much rage," Tatiana sighed deeply. "I don't understand his reason for doing this to me. You know that he can reject me in one snap but he didn't. It's obvious to me that he wants me to suffer from executing this. He's playing with me... gambling my life in the process and I don't think that I can forgive him for that." Croft was rendered speechless upon hearing his sister's statement crammed with loathing.

He wriggles, laughs like he doesn’t have a care in the world, and I turn to introduce him to— Cirocco. Goddess above, I actually forgot for a second. My mark scorches as I force a smile. Altair has a better eye for people’s emotions than anyone thinks. Of all of them, he’ll catch me first. “This is a new friend of mine,” I manage. “Cirocco.” “Seer-ukko.” Altair sticks out a serious hand to shake. Cirocco takes it with a small smile as the others catch up. “I would like to meet the man marrying Ingrid as well,” Kieran says. He stands tall and proud in Dun’s Crossing colors, looking like a true Alpha.

He said, his voice amused. "I, Alastair, Prince of the Underworld, accept your payment." He smiled as he watched me stare in disbelief, bringing the cup to his lips and drinking it. He licked his lips, his eyes never leaving mine. Dela was not only the queen of darkness. She had ties with the ruler of the underworld as well. "I enjoyed this a lot more than I thought. You are an amusing little creature. I hope to meet Rachel next time." He said before he vanished in front of me.

I’m scared, hating that I am the centre of what’s happening, and he is all that stands in front of me if this goes badly. I note security moving closer without drawing attention and Alexi’s shadow, Mico, appears right behind Santagato with a look on his face that says he will kill for his master. Mico is a Carrero; another huge muscular Italian with good DNA and faulty brain wiring that makes him a psycho. He’s usually with Alexi wherever he goes and I feel a hint of relief that he’s swooping in to do his job and flank his boss to exert force if need be. Gino appears behind Alexi, to my left, like a creepy double take and leans in behind him against the wall in the pose his brother just vaca