Mirko Novels & Stories

Alessandro and Draco stood there baffled at their childish wife and girlfriend behaviour. They looked at each other and shook hands with no expression on their face. "Hello, I am Draco Blackwood. Welcome to my home." "Hello, Alessandro Williams. Thank you." Sabrina wasn't surprised at his fake surname. He use this surname "Williams" in business world. One of many reasons people recognise him as the CEO and not as "Alessandro Kingston" the mafia leader of California. "Hello, I am Lily Harrison." Lily said as he shook hand with Alessandro. Alessandro passed her the bouquet and she smiled delightfully.

“I wasn’t speaking of your body. Don’t tell me you don’t recall any of your displays last night. The things you said to him.” “Him?” My forehead twisted in confusion. “Who is him?” There was indeed a man. Ahh! “Alpha Leonardo. Your favorite beast,” she mocked. “Huh?” My eyes extended, about popping out of their sockets. My hand flew over my cheeks. “What do you mean by ‘Alpha Leonardo?” Slapping my cheeks hard, I tried to remember. But my stupid brain wasn’t working. Why couldn’t I remember a thing. My teeth bit my lower lips hard, sending pain down my spine.

At least, that was what Johan had thought. Then Luca’s phone had buzzed. Jojo: Bro. You won’t believe this. Luca had sighed, unlocking his screen. Jojo: Guess who’s sucking dick like a bitch? Luca’s frown deepened. Jojo: Mikael. On his knees. Like a good little boy pussy. LMAO. Luca’s blood had turned to ice. Mikael. A legend among the Fangs, already feared in the underworld. Brutal. Precise. A name that demanded respect.

Definitely, he was. Just like Leone, he evoked power, dominance, and control. In fact, they could both pass as twin brothers. “Vicenzo.” His lazy eyes fell on Anna, and Anna’s back went stiff. He also gave her that demonic vibe, and Anna felt like hiding behind Leone. “You must be Anna,” he smiled at her, one that didn’t reach his eyes. “I’m Massimo Maurizio, a very good friend of Leone,” he introduced himself. Anna nodded, gulping saliva down her dry throat. “Anna Lorenzo,” she said, even though he probably knew that already.

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.

He gives me a smile and grabs my hand. (What’s your name mate?) he asks curiously. (I’m Mila Gibson and you?) I ask. (That’s a beautiful name. I’m Adam Thompson.) He replies. (What pack are you from Adam?) I ask innocently. (I’m the future beta of the Crescent Moon Pack.) He says proudly. I pull my hand away from him slowly, and he looks at me confused. (Is something wrong?) He asks confused. (I’m sorry, but I have plans and this is not part of them.) I whisper.

So why is Mirovir slow? The ancient werewolf suddenly growled loudly and rushed forward. Yarsi wanted to dodge, but changed his mind, deciding not to drag out the fight. He met Mirovir by staying where he was. In the air flashed five talons crowned with long claws, aiming at his throat. The guy intercepted the opponent's wrist, squeezed it with force. From the blow of the second hand, aimed at the stomach, I had to bounce. The huge monster instantly attacked again, trying to lean with all the weight of its body. Yarsi ducked under his sweeping blow, habitually clenched his hand into a fist and felt that something was preventing him. Look at what exactly was once. He let Mirovir past him and

he said. Mira’s father was a bit fat and he had well groomed long beards and long dark hair , he was barely above five foot and clearly shorter than his wife who was a slender tall woman with a pretty smile. I soon discovered that his name was Antonio. He was particularly nice and always had something to say. He lead me towards the woods and we followed a narrow path. “So tell me why are you so eager to learn about that crystal?” He asked . “Because it is very important to me,” I said.

"Then 4th in line, your husband! You already know him so I don't think an introduction is needed. She teased and Mira scowled. "And the third in line is Mikhail who is very cunning, you can call him the brain of the Delgado system... He knows how to manipulate any situation in his favour and he is very powerful... I prefer to stay away from him because you never know when he will use you for his benefits which might turn out disaster for you... He gives me really negative vibes, sometimes I feel that I don't even know him... Now he has a girl and she is___"

_Dominic “What is it, spill it out,” I said impatiently. “Boss, we have company,” Vini said and we both got up from our respective chairs. The man I was with started to walk towards the back window and looked out. “I never got your name,” I said as soon as he turned and looked around. “Nikolai, but you can call me Nic,” he said, looking between me and Vini. Nikolai. He was Russian, but even as I searched in the hazy compartments of my brain, there was no Nikolai.