Moreno Brothers Series Novels & Stories

The Morenno brothers would have to be absolutely foolish to believe they could ever dominate these territories without fighting the good fight, and Caine knew that. There was no time to waste, as there was a good chance the Ravennites would be swarming the area soon. He had to get back to camp. Over the past few years since this conflict began, the number of Outsiders under the influence and leadership Ramon Moreno and his brother, Robert, continued to grow and establish numerous sites and outposts throughout the Dark Zone in order to get the lay of the land and push deeper and deeper into what remained of the Ravennites’ territories. Eventually, the brothers decided to split up and cover mo

Luis was a Brazilian Starback shifter, and his little overseas empire was welcome to do what they wanted once the Barinovs were eliminated or neutralized. His only concern was that the hotheaded Starbacks might draw the attention of the Brotherhood if they weren't careful. He'd faced the Brotherhood before, many centuries ago. He'd witnessed them slay dragons in Europe with cunning traps and deadly weapons. Even though they'd possessed the talents and intelligence of cavemen, the Middle Ages had somehow given these human mortals an unfair advantage. But today the Brotherhood was limited in their ability to fight the preternatural unless it was absolutely necessary. They were more concerned w

There were two guys behind them, which I presumed were part of their entourage of muscle and ammo. For a second, I glanced up at the Bologna brothers. Both of them were standing against the rail glaring down toward the entrance with a few other brutes behind them. It was like the mighty stare-off between good and evil, Heaven and Hell. The only problem was, that I had no idea who the good guys and bad guys were in this equation. But something told me there was a tad more evil lurking behind the Morellos, especially the older brother, Enzo. With his dark hair tied at the back of his neck, and that disgusting smirk that always seemed to be plastered on his arrogant face, Enzo Morello was one c

Caleb sighed, "Tim, I think it's going to be difficult for you to win her heart back." Timothy withdrew his gaze. "That's not going to stop me." "Good luck. I know you can do it!" At the same time, Caleb pitied Timothy. In the face of the future brothers-in-law, it was like Timothy was fighting a game in extremely hard mode. Just one small mistake could cost his life! After all, those Lane brothers would never give Timothy a heads-up before going after him head-on! Soon after, Heath rushed over. "Mr. Barrett, we received updates that Mr. Dominic has found out where we are now. He has dispatched his men to come after us. And the leading man is a professional assassin!"

“And your actual aunt—your father’s half-sister, Miranda—turned out to be quite the menace. Alexander, is there anything else you can tell us about Glorietta Moreno?” “Very little. What I know was from Russell, and I learned it in a roundabout way. The Morenos were some type of noble family in Spain, from the region of Castile. Hers was a runaway marriage to Jules Moore, but once they settled in California, she never left,” Alexander replied. “I suppose having a child who was still there, even living with his father, would make it difficult for a mother to leave.” “Do you know how Russell knew any of that?” Andrew asked.

The three of them, bound by blood and an impossible decision. Ferrara, the old man from Palermo, was the first to speak. "A lot has happened," he said, his aged eyes narrowing. "Deaths, resurrections, betrayals. People talk." Dante nodded. "People always talk." "This time they say there's a new order. The Moretti brothers have made peace. That a federal agent sits at the table." Ferrara smiled without joy. "Is it true?" Dante looked at Elena. She met the old man's gaze.

"I was asking about your thoughts on some issues. As you know, there have been some concerning developments lately." I straightened, forcing myself to focus. "What kind of developments?" "Thefts, mostly. Someone's been systematically targeting certain shipments." He cut into his veal. "My sources suggest it might be connected to the Moreno family's recent... reorganization." The name sent a chill through me, though I kept my expression neutral. The Morenos were old enemies, their territory bordering ours in an uneasy truce that had held for nearly a decade. Any change in their leadership could spell trouble for all of us.

Bruno nodded in acquiescence, his loyalty to Alejandro unwavering. Alejandro strode away, leaving Bruno to handle Sally. He checked his wristwatch and noted that it was half past nine in the evening. With the newfound information, he felt confident that he and his twin brother were one step closer to fulfilling their longstanding vow: the assassination of Salvador Morello, their most formidable adversary.

demon look at their aura, they are not normal human, their hand are not only colour with blood but their soul is also black, if we fought them we are going to die. Cali:- they all seem normal, there are two teams, the first team was of men, two men who are brothers, they have worn some suits, with a Christian Lockett, their name show up scream and the host was doing commentary host:- we have the first team, of the Mosco family, they are very dangerous and extremely intelligent brothers, they have committed fraud and killing, and fighting those will not be easy, their names are No and Neo Cali:- how are we going to win with formformalsam comfortable but your suit seems tight and looks at them

The elders exchanged glances, their impassive faces showing the slightest hint of curiosity. "Elaborate, before I have you thrown out," I commanded, my patience wearing thin. Vlad's smirk widened. "My younger sister, Eva, is now betrothed to the sole survivor of the legendary Morano family." The hall erupted in a collective gasp. Morano. The name echoed like a phantom from the past, conjuring images of untold power, of a reign that had spanned five decades, holding Italy's underworld in an iron grip before their sudden, catastrophic fall to the scheming Conti, who had been their trusted business partners. The absolute silence that followed was deafening, save for a few hushed whispers of awe