O'le Novels & Stories

Leona stood there watching as Ophelia tore the check and the pieces fell to the ground. "I must say, Leona, you have guts!" Leona raised her eyes to Ophelia as she began to speak. Her face was shadowed and gloomy, and her eyes were darkened with unyielding rage. When Ophelia took a step towards her, Leona felt a shiver run down her spine. Leona took a step back with each step Ophelia took until her back was against the opposite wall of the corridor. Ophelia stood tall, her shoulders flaring, making her appear even larger. Ophelia's body towered over Leona, and she yelped as Ophelia's hand slammed against the wall just beside her head.

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

I immediately saved her number. Me: yeah sure. unknown: 9th XXX drive. I looked at the weather app on my phone to check if it was too cold to go, we were smack dab in the middle of October and if it was too cold then sorry. It was 56 degrees outside, I guess it wasn't too cold. Me: kk.

The forest is sprawling, wild, beautiful. I turn back to Theo, back to that intense hazel-eyed stare. “It’s amazing,” I gush. He chuckles, raking a hand through his hair again. “See? I told ya the ride would be worth it.” I spin back around to take in the view. Theo moves closer to me- I can feel him looming over my left shoulder, smell his woodsy, masculine scent. He leans his head down beside mine and extends a hand, pointing. “See that break in the trees over there? That’s Summervale.”

I mouthed the word sorry to her and she rolled her eyes. (You are so dead) she linked me. (Sorry. I was desperate) o replied. (Whatever. You owe me) (Don't I always) I smirked. Thankfully, Troy began training them.

Amber said in a calming voice full of deception. Emily, who was still too young to understand everything, could only nod slowly. Her tiny hands gripped her teddy bear tightly, trying to find a little sense of security in the midst of the tragedy that had befallen her. The Alpha, Andrew Snyder, ordered the other omegas to take care of Emily’s parents’ bodies.

Alessandro smiles at me, lifts his head from my legs, and presses a light kiss to my stomach before getting up and putting on some black checkered pajama bottoms but still shirtless and his tattooed chest is exposed, so fucking hot. "Let's go get you some breakfast" He said and I slipped my panties and shorts back on, he stretched his hand out for mine, and as I started to walk, I stumbled a little, which obviously made him grin. "Zio zio!" Enzo yells, clinging onto Alessandro's legs as we enter the kitchen; Alessandro lifts him up and carries him with just one arm. (Italian Translation. Uncle)

Alfredo Fabri POV You see in this business you're either in or you're out. But the “out” in this case implies that you're no longer alive and far from the earthly realm. Getting into the world of organized crime is no child's play, and by virtue of swearing an OMERTÀ, an oath on the Saints, you're in for life. You never get out, never. But there was only ever one exception our little world had witnessed and that's in the case of Lorenzo Rizzo also known as “The Whisper”.

Oliver’s voice, low and curious, right outside the door. “Leena? You still up?”

☁️ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒎𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒔𝒖𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒌𝒆𝒔, 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒖𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒍𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒔. -𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 � ��𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒔 ☁️ _Toby Adewale james-thompson •••