Rabbid Luigi Novels & Stories

CHAPTER 76: Your darkness will consume her Nero stalked after Luigi again, his long strides relentless, and grabbed him. This time, he dragged him across the nightclub floor by his hair, pulling him over the shards of glass and debris that now littered the nightclub floor. Luigi grunted in pain, but it didn’t seem to stop his cousin. The lights overhead painted the trail in lurid color, blue, red, violet, like a sick CHAPTER 75: Club chaos

Part of him wanted to turn into a wolf, but he refused. Suddenly, from behind the Rogues, another Rogue appeared. He was different from all the Rogues who had attacked him. His body was more robust and larger. His fur was silver, a very rare color. He didn't look like a Rogue at all. His eyes were also different. Rogue had black-brown eyes, while the new Rogue had orange eyes. This was the first time Lyall had seen those eyes. But the wolf was definitely Rogue, as its scent was strong.

his gaze sweeps over my face, "you look sad. I see it in your eyes." "It's nothing!" I smile to reassure him "I'm going to find my fiance and I'm going to get along very well with him." Luigi goes to the bed and sits down. He picks up one of my teddy bears and looks at it for a while. "I haven't heard good things about this Boris. I hear he's not good." "People talk a lot sometimes." "There are people who speak ill of him, but there is no one who speaks well of him." The man plays dirty, little sister."

"Do you want to leave?" Luigi asked after several minutes of me crying. He was still holding the masquerade that he wore earlier; he used it to cover the tears flowing from my eyes. I nodded, starting to sob because of crying. Other wolves noticed us, too. Or probably, they noticed the Beta because of his exposed face. I could sense the tons of attention drifting toward us, which made me uncomfortable. The tears rolling from my eyes only worsened the attention drawn toward us. Luckily, the masquerade that Luigi was holding in front of my face somehow made it not so obvious.

Master Luca Wilde roars back, his voice shaking the heavy wooden pillars. Luca Wilde is a legendary elder in our werewolf mafia world, his fur streaked with grey and his silver eyes glowing with a lifelong love for battle strategies. He is totally different from Master Luciano. Luciano is much younger and climbed the ladder by playing dirty territory politics, snagging the presidency of the Painters Association to play power games. Luca holds no fancy mafia titles, but his immense clout comes purely from his raw talent, honed over decades of devotion in the wild woods. When it comes to pulling dirty strings, Luciano is the go-to guy across the borders. But when the talk turns to actual brush

Looks: Short dark brown hair, slender caramel eyes, pointy nose, Athletic skinny Body, Tanned, 6’2, Scar on lower lip on the right side. Family: Unknown Friends: John Smith (Best friend and business partner / Alina Scott (Ex-wife and friend) Gabriel Lockwood (36) Job: Capo of the Italian Mafia in Italy Raphael’s cousin Personality: Ruthless, Confident, Focused, faithful, Greedy. Looks: Long black hair, round brown eyes, Grecian nose, Daddy Body, Tanned, 5’9. Family: Raphael Lockwood (Cousin) / Grandfather: Angelo Lockwood (deceased) / Grandmother: Rose Lockwood (deceased) Father: Lucca Lockwood / Mother: Angelina Lockwood

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

The door lock clicks definitively closed. You see, being a rouge is a funny thing. There are 2 types of rouges. The first type are where Nick and I fit in. We're sane and like normal humans. Our parents are the same. We have complete control over our human forms but in doing so, you give up shifting into your wolf to remain in control. The second type is the rabid’s. They give control over to their wolves in both human and wolf form. They are unstable and extremely dangerous. Packs are very unforgiving when it comes to rabid’s. If a rouge attack occurs, the pack warriors are very quick to spill blood. It's one of the reasons Nick and I can't freely visit our friends on pack territory. Being

He has been my best friend since childhood and he’s now the Beta of our pack. “Lyrik is pregnant for me,” I responded, passing some files for him to assist me with the paperwork. “So we are expecting an heir from her and she will be the Luna of this pack.” I let out a heavy sigh, “Luna? That is the least of my problems because I'm in heavy situations.” “Which are?” “Lyrik and my Pet. I don't even know which one is worse right now between Lyrik being pregnant and me, marking the low life in my bedroom.”

Luigi replied, continuing to walk away. As we were about to climb the stairs, I turned my head and stuck my tongue out to annoy Russell. His eyes widened, surprised at what I did, but I didn't care and just giggled. Upon entering the room, I quickly took off my clothes to freshen up. While in the bathtub, I suddenly remembered what the guy said about Luigi's preference for women with a large bust and back. So, if he likes women with big chests and backs, why does he want to marry me? Even if we say he bought me for $20 million, he should still marry the kind of woman he likes.