Pietro Polendina Novels & Stories

She explained what he looked like and honestly the description matched him to a T except for the bag she said he was carrying on his back. “ I know who he is, can you describe the bag he had??” Asking this I hear growling from the background from my grandpa. “ hey can you put grandpa on the phone?” Hearing a ruffling sound “ hello?” “ Why didn’t you help him?” “ He stunk of this man that attacked your father years ago way before he met your mother, he got away but not before your father ripped off his left arm. Luca was only 17 at the time so I wasn’t too angry that he got away. He never showed his face after that so I never pressured him into tracking him down and finishing the job.” He gru

"Sure, Have you eaten? I could order Pizza." I chuckled."Just make sure it's extra big."I stood from the floor and carried Penelope upstairs. It was only 15 minutes later she was changed and fast asleep. When I walked downstairs Carmen was sitting on the couch, holding a glass of red wine."You cleared up, Thank you!" "Of course. You know a husband would come in handy, at least you wouldn't have to do it alone." She joked. "No thanks!"I sat on the couch beside her and picked up my glass of wine."I'll let you get married first so you can try it out. Then maybe I'll get married someday if the right man comes along."

He said while he cocked his head to the side. "Alpha Alcander. The most powerful. Most ruthless, and most feared Alpha. You have no mercy on anyone." He said while he shook a little, and jumped when Alcander hand clamped around his shoulder. "The most feared." He turned around and gave me a wicked smile. I glared at him while my fist closed at my sides.

It will kill me and all my friends. Phelan pounced again. This time, Don brought Riptide up in a deadly arc. The hellhound disintegrated into dust and fur. He had prepared for this midnight of the moon, for he had the news already at hand. He could see More wolves surged forward—snakes and giants and telkhines—but the wolf roared at them, and they backed off, “One on one?” He called. “Just like old times?” Phelon's nostrils quivered. She seriously needed to keep a pack of Kleenex in her armor pocket because that nose was wet and red and pretty gross. She unstrapped her dagger and swung it around. It was beautiful in a harsh, I’m~going~to-gut~you~like~a~fish way. Each of its twin blades was

The DeAnglos had been my closest friends and allies at one point in time, but after Carlo DeAnglo got bumped I took advantage of the situation and brought his family out. When Carlo’s son came of age and felt he’d grown the big enough balls he came to me expecting I’d just hand it back over as if I’d done his old man a favor by taking over his territory and businesses, but he’d been wrong. Benito was hot headed and caused a small war between myself and a few other but I can out on top and gained more territory because of his bitch fit, now it seems my little dove grew wide eyed for a property that’s mine both legally and illegally.

Alessio, young, brash, a man with a temper quick as a lit match, eager for the kind of glory that made legends. Cesare, the numbers man, always with a ledger, always calculating profits and losses as though lives were entries on a page. Giorgio, quiet, dangerous, his knife never far from his hand, his eyes sharper than his tongue. He spoke rarely, but when he did, men listened. Marco D’Angelo (not Angelo Mancini, but a distant cousin in bloodlines), the one who dealt with politics, with bribed officials, with judges and police. He was a diplomat in a room of wolves.

"For real this time." My shoulders tensed as he started walking around me, that evil as fuck grin plastered on his face. "Like I said, I heard about the struggle between you and the Polish, but that's not all I heard. A little birdie told me that the stone hearted Andre DiMarco, Don of the entire Italian mafia was so close to capturing the head of the Braterstwo but came back for some girl. A girl!"

“What do I have to do with whatever this position is?” “Renata Martinelli: granddaughter of the current Don and niece of the next Don of the Martinelli family, daughter of the former princess Marieta Martinelli, who disgraced the name of the family by getting involved with a soldier and getting pregnant by him. Soon after your birth, she and the soldier ran away, she was killed during the raid, but Giovanni Pellegrini managed to escape and disappeared with you for fifteen long years. He went to Brazil and joined up with some woman to take care of you.”

" Get your fans out to konstantin's lair, act as though you are marvelling at his beautiful house, that would stall him for some minutes so Delphine and iris could get their job done " " Marco, won't konstantin fired on me or my beloved fans? You said this man is so vicious " " He won't,not in public. Yes he's vicious but you are an Italian citizen and was only going about your promotion so he would sees no reason to pull out a gun and a secret for you my darling, konstantin Dmitri has a kind spot for beautifully woman like you " " Oh " Giovanna breathe out shakily after a long time and then replied " sure my underboss, I will get the job done. You can turn on the TV, the promotion is live "

Main branch: Marcel Delacourt, Viale Maria Cristina di savoia 16 Pontasserchio, Pisa, Italy. So he is an Italian guy.