Omertà Novels & Stories

Dana Hamilton, The woman in iron was her nickname when she was in Italy. She had previously lived in California with her family before moving to Italy and now, she was back. She and her husband sat down at the arrivals lounge waiting for Clara. She was a woman of high prestige and a mouth that spat out words like someone drawing a sharp sword from a sheath. She was also a woman of beauty, with her pronounced brown eyes, her orange lips, and dark hair. She was in her fifties but she looked so much younger than other women who were in their fifties. The fact that she had a husband made many men stay away from her.

We both hadn't said a word to one another as we sat, quietly, receiving gifts from well-wishers. I took my hand from my cheek as the next well-wishers came up the stairs. Alexander stood up immediately, wearing what seemed like a genuine smile on his face as he pulled a lady in for a hug. The lady was beautiful, and just like me she had a crescent moon birthmark on her forehead. I knew her. She was an Omega from the kingdom of Eortí, her name was Chiara-serafina, one of the four Omegas whose beauty rivaled mine. Next to her stood Jacob, her elder brother, and the Alpha king of the Kingdom of Eortí. I had seen them before at numerous balls, but never had I spoken to them.

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

“Who presents this newest member to the pack?” Richard asked as he stood on the dais. The pack members were all seated at the tables and I stood next to Kiran. “I, Kiran Sinclair, Alpha of the Southern Alaskan Pack,” he answered. “Present your member to the pack,” Richard said to him. “I present Levi Montgomery Sinclair, son of Georgina Sinclair, taken at the age of two and raised human and unaware, born of the Southern Alaskan pack under Female Alpha Georgina Sinclair,” Kiran said.

~~~~~~~~~~ And somewhere far from the city, in a coastal fortress carved into the cliffs of Sorrento, Maria Dolores Moretti received a single word from her network. “She didn’t burn it.” Maria smiled. “Then we begin.”

He was a man who had an intention - no beating around the bush and it was a breath of fresh air. I smirked. "I was yours the minute I laid my eyes on you. Name." I am a twenty two year old woman acting like a horny teenager. The strangers' lips tilted up in a small smile and he bit his lower lip, humour dancing around in his brown eyes. "Dominic." I picked up my clutch and placed a few notes underneath the empty glass. I stood up, raising to the same height as him even though he was still sitting. He was watching me intently as I walked behind him and leaned forward until my lips were just barely grazing his ear.

"You're different here. I like it." "I like it too." He stood up and held out his hand. "Come on. Let's go explore before I change my mind and drag you back to bed." "Promises, promises." --- The village of Oia was a maze of narrow streets and whitewashed buildings, everything painted in shades of white and blue. Tourists crowded the main paths, cameras out, taking pictures of everything. We wandered aimlessly, hand in hand, stopping at shops selling jewelry and art and local wine. Lorenzo bought me a small evil eye charm "for protection" and I bought him a ridiculous straw hat that he refused to wear but carried anyway.

The Isle of Obsidian As the Aura began its descent, the rugged silhouette of Isola d’Ossidiana rose from the turquoise waters of the Tyrrhenian Sea. It was a private rock, owned by a shell company that traced back to a silent partner in the original 1985 agreement. On the highest peak sat a villa of white marble and glass—a minimalist fortress that looked like a shard of ice dropped into the Mediterranean.

“It means he doesn’t belong to a pack. And that makes him dangerous.” Something about the way he said it made the hairs on my arms rise. “Why?” Jace hesitated, then dropped the bomb. “Because unclaimed omegas attract them.” My breath caught in my throat. There was that word again. “Omega,” I echoed. “He called me that. What does it mean?” Jace didn’t look away, didn’t try to soften the blow. “It means you’re not just human, Anna.” The room suddenly felt too small, too warm. I gripped the edge of the couch, my heart pounding.

she said brightly, and he nodded. "We're going to Silvan tomorrow," Amaria said. " It's really suspicious, Silvan is a small town but very rich in soil, they said the rich soil was a blessing from the spirit king of nature 'Gaia' that's why they have the healthiest fruits, vegetables and rear the healthiest animals, it has the highest exportation rate over the years because all the kingdoms under Ashmael Empire request goods from them yearly, I should know because I'm from there." Teresa stated