Pino Lella Anna Novels & Stories

an unfamiliar voice greeted. "Giovanni, Pablo, Rafael! It's good to see you again," Andrea replied before three strangers appeared in the kitchen. "And who's this?" one asked instantly seeing me behind the counter. He was clearly Hispanic but obviously wanted me to understand what he was saying and could tell I was more likely to understand English. "Ah!" Andrea said his eyes lighting up. "This is my new bitch. Ella Jones, Luna of Alpha Leonardo Loren." "Loren's mate..." one said eyeing me. "Good catch, Andrea. But I've heard about her. Doesn't she give the Alpha a run for his money? Always running away, disobeying, talking back...ect..."

The 50 candles that I lit didn't go to waste. I kissed her again, before letting the straps of her little black dress fall off her shoulders. I've been looking forward to getting her out of this dress all night. I peeled it off her body and let it fall to her feet. "Do you like it?"She asked."It's a new set." Jamie was referring to the new lingerie set that she was wearing so well. The bra and panties were lilac in colour and they were lace, but anything against her toned and tanned skin was pleasing to the eye.

I try to take care of her at work and outside work, her husband does everything he can to keep her out of trouble. Norah pouts, and I pull her out of the kitchen until we're in a safe, quiet zone. She shows me a small vile wrapped in a silky napkin, watching with wide eyes to see my reaction. "What the hell is that?" I have to ask. She grins. "It's another poison to add to my collection. I finally got the belladonna extract," she explains. "Are you crazy?" I whisper-shout, looking around. "This is a restaurant! You have to stop bringing them here!"

The boy recalled the encounter and agreed to come for dinner the following evening. Magdalena prepared for the dinner as if for a sacred ritual. She set her mother-in-law to work, sent her father-in-law to fetch nice wine, and scrubbed her husband clean. From aunt Tamia’s stall, she secretly took a bullet of pale pink lipstick and painted her lips. Driven by a quiet panic that he might lose his way, she walked down to the stall to meet him herself and guide him home. "I... I do not even know your name," Magda admitted softly, her cheeks burning with shame.

He held on to my right shoulder, so I turned to face him. "Will you take your hand off my shoulder or I'll turn you into a mouse?" I raised my left eyebrow, glaring at his cold yet undeniably handsome face. "Whoops!" He immediately took his hand off my shoulder. "You two! What are you waiting for?" The guard on the table called us. He's looking at me from head to toe right now. I quickly walk towards him and say, "My name is Alenna Delevigne from the city of Nalaknabak. I'm a..."

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

But as Anni happened to be around, Kyoline asked her to come here today since she always had gotten along with her. Before they could even start, Fidella—Pella's mother—ran in. And Kyoline smiled at her, so glad she made it today. Fidella also brought Ma Veneti with her. Ma Veneti was Fidella, Anni, and Vincent Danza's mother, as well as Pella's grandmother. Ma Veneti tottered in the boutique like she owned the place, wearing six-inch stilettos and a leopard-print fur coat. She was probably around seventy, but, of course, her hair was dyed a non-natural light auburn color, and she wore enormous hoop earrings.

“This is all we need, sir.” Anna said, looking at Bastian’s face. “Which information does the picture and video contain?” Bastian asked. Anna put down the phone and took a step forward. “Vera, you know her, right?” She flung a question. Bastian frowned his face unclear. “Vera?” He repeated, trying to remember a staff member bearing that name. Ailee was familiar with all the staff members, so she instantly knew who Anna was talking about. “The model, right?” She asked.

Once he silenced the crowd, he asked her, "State your full name and rank, please." She looked at Tyrion with her sparkling green eyes and nervously brushed her ginger hair with her fingers. "My name is Anna Bachelot Saladino, and I am the former Luna of the Ice Mountain Pack, ex-wife of Alpha Jake Saladino." I kept looking at her in disbelief while Felix formed a wicked grin on his face and prodded my elbow. "Now, this trial is about to become very interesting…"

"Let's give it up... to the Herald of Dexo Fernia, the shadow assassin! The daughter of Hikaris himself… VERONICA!" Chest out, shoulders back, I walked out of the dark and turned my gaze to every corner of the coliseum, and with a devilish grin on my lips, I raised my weapon and they screamed my name… just how I want them to. "And her challenger..." the announcer paused for a while, I crossed my arms and everyone went silent, patiently waiting until, "another daughter of Hikaris, the Mistress of Dexo Fernia, Elspeth!"