Roman Reigns Anoa I Family Novels & Stories

He spoke, "You think you can stop me by this? Trust me your mother-" "Do you even know who you're talking about?" Asked now an angry Noah. As he grabbed everyone's attention, he continued, "Do you even know who his mother is?" Lucious just grumbled, "Maybe a queen of another swarthy kingdom. For your kind of information, I am the prince of the most powerful kingdom, so doesn't matter who you are." Noah scoffed as he said in the darkest voice, "He is the prince of Anchancia, son of Dark Queen, Anika Julio Astren. He is Kaal Anika Julio Astren."

Anna's POV I'm glad I'm not the only one who's nervous. Enzo told me how anxious he was. Did I do something wrong? Is that why the godfather wants to see me? I hope I didn't do anything wrong. I do not want to be on the wrong side of the Romani family. Everybody knows that the Romani and Angelo families are the most powerful in the Italian Mafia. And now that the Don of the Angelo family has married, the daughter of the Godfather, they are even more potent as they are in an alliance. I was at their wedding, but my father and brother were the ones who represented our family. I was not supposed to be here, and I was not meant to hold the leadership role within the Rossi family. However, I was

At first, I thought nothing of it until I heard a group of people whispering. "Have you heard? Ioana — Ramon's rejected mate — is now the queen of the wolves?" "What? Really? How?" "It's said she's the last royal and the moon goddess herself chose her in front of everyone." The person in the middle gushed like a broken tap spilling everything, hands flying wildly in the air alive with gestures. "That Ioana?" some asked again puzzled "If I had known, I would have made friends with her," a shewolf moaned.

what does he tell you? Augustus exchanged a look with his mother - this is the Drakos family crest. The wolf families of each city - he shook the bracelet - this one in particular belongs to our Ankara family of wolves - this was the first time Soraia had heard Augustus speak his last name. Angrily Augustus threw the bracelet on the table, after all, not many days ago he had been holding another article of his brother's in his hands, which only increased his anger as he vented his resentment.

Her head is cocked, but her face shows no emotion, although her hand is raised to her left as if to halt someone, and I look to see Roman standing, but he's frozen with wide, awestruck eyes. "Interesting. I expected you to have wings, all those in our royal bloodline do, but yours seem to resemble angel wings, well, aside from the black. That would definitely be the Allaneo blood running through you." Allaneo? What is it with this damn family and A names? Also, Amara Alayna Allaneo would technically be my name if I wasn't raised as a Dawson? Yikes

The day became brighter as Romona's babies began to increase in height and so Romona began to feel the need to introduce them to their father. The winter season was over and Romana could not believe it was five years already. Lady Mary has been pestering Ramona on the need to go back to her husband and makeup with him but Romona has been adamant claiming she could raise her kids alone. As the family sat in the living room, Kayla, the one female amongst the boys came crying to Ramona, reporting Kain and Kelvin, her older brothers to her Mom.

"Adrian Romano. Of all people." "Mum..." I whispered. Her laugh was humorless and cold. "You don't realize his family has been at war with us for decades now, do you? His father tried to bleed us dry. His uncles put bullets in your grandfather's men. The Romano name is poison, Rue. And you—" she gestured at me wildly, "—you've been sleeping with him?" I flinched. Mum stared at me, her chest rising and falling. For the first time in years, she looked genuinely shaken. "God help me, Rue. You're in over your head."

Deserted and dilapidated palaces reminded me of the ill fate that had befallen my own family. Was this how I wanted my home to be? I was born into the richest royal house in the world, but now all I had was ashes of the past. The red-eyed soldiers stood at attention along the path to the Cathedral of the Dormition. It was where my anointing and crowning would be. We entered the memorial building, walking towards the prepared dais under a golden canopy. Two large thrones had been set up. One of them was made of white gold and embedded with diamonds. The throne belonged to Czar Michael I, first Czar of the Romanov Dynasty—it was called the Diamond Throne.

Roman said. I realized we were on the ground. Roman was on his knees, sitting right behind me, stroking a hand down my back. I looked up and met the dark eyes of Shane. We locked gazes, his eyes slightly narrowed as I glared at him. He had been there? Ana, what if he hadn’t just been there? Sierra inquired. What do you mean? He is the king’s cousin. What if he led the whole thing? I’m sorry, are you questioning our mate? I shot back.

Pulling away from his mother, Rene gave a weak smile, and then he met Rome's gaze, asking, "Is that fine with you chief?" Rome nodded, taking a deep breath. "Yes, that's fine. But since you have given your set of rules, these are mine. The Rossi family is the fifth leading family in the country. They have an extensive network in various industries including finance, real estate, and pharmaceuticals. They are incredibly powerful and influential."