Valentino X Alastor Novels & Stories

"Anytime. Stay safe." She watched him as the elevator doors closed, feeling a strange mixture of longing and hope. She didn't know what the future held for her and Valentino, but she knew that she wanted to see him again. And she would. “Fuck!” Valentino cursed immediately as the elevator closes, his hand reaching for his chest. It was beating violently inside his chest and he was having a hard time controlling himself. It was a good thing that he had to stay inside the elevator because his car was in the basement because he wasn’t sure if he could control his longing for her if they stay with each other longer.

He watched her, his eyes dark with a mix of hunger and something that looked almost like a devotion. Her fingers traced down the line of his jawline slowly before sliding lower, circling and playing with his nipples until he let out a jagged breath. "You were a beast last night, Mr. Valentino. But let’s see how well you can handle the heat now that you’re sober.” Then she gripped his cock,slowly guiding him to her entrance. She teased him, hovering at the tip, and rubbing it off on her already dripping hole, watching his blue eyes darken until they were almost black.

"It shows you are really think of your work seriously. I'm glad you're getting to terms on becoming future Luna." I cringed, hoping he didn't see it. One of the things I hated was the day Alpha Xavier came to my family home to see my family. My dad happened to be his beta, so they all thought a union between me and Zach was on the ropes. To be sincere, I had no issues with Zack. He was good looking just like most of the males in our pack and he had a slight charisma that would make him popular with the ladies. But I just didn't see a future with him. And the fact that we weren't mated made the whole situation even more uncomfortable.

I didn’t even look up. I knew it was him. Ron stormed into the room, threw something hard at me. It hit my leg and bounced onto the bed. It was an envelope. I opened it slowly with shaking fingers. Inside was a card. Alpha Salvatore Cordell of the Brimstone Crest Pack invites you to the sacred mating ceremony between himself and his fated mate, Elena Alderwood. Join us under the moonlight to witness the bond of true love. I stared at the words. I read them again. And again.

The man was smiling ear to ear, flaunting his perfect set of teeth and dimples on both cheeks. “Thanks,” she smiled casually. Even she disliked him. She was not that rude to show him a nasty attitude. For some reason, she could not understand that she hated him so much. Especially when smiling, it appeared he had a lot of naughty thoughts in mind. The man was Valentino. He was introduced to her by Rab during a gun show a few months ago. He was the owner of a famous gun shop and accessories in the province. He was very persistent in courting her in the past two months. Even though she repeatedly informed him that she was already taken, he wouldn’t believe her.

He answered and immediately ran into the kitchen as Calhoun walked inside the diner to find Valencia seated on a small table. She had been looking at him while he was talking to Rugor and was observing him. He looked no less than a handsome alpha who any female werewolf would die for. His toned muscles were visible beneath the t-shirt and when he bent a little his shirt dipped to reveal his chiseled back. Valencia had swallowed hard at the sight and willed to tear her eyes away from him. However, she had failed and now he was walking towards her with a slow smile. Butterflies erupted in her stomach to see him grin and he settle on the table beside her.

I ask again just to confirm. "Yes" is all he says. "Yes Don" I say with a bow and turn to leave the room but stop when Ales starts to speak "And Vale I mean it when I say I want to see if she breaks" Let's get this shit over with I'm a very busy man. People to kill a pampered princess to pick up and a warm pussy waiting for me to somewhere to fuck. I'm Valentino Vasili age 24 I took over as Alessiano right hand or capo after my dad died last year of cancer.

Unattached. Was she enough? Back at the opera house, Valentino stepped back from Alessandra. “You burned my shipments,” he said quietly. “Yes.” “You’re testing my response.” “Yes.” He nodded once. Then his voice changed. Cold. Controlled. Final. “You will not target my family.” She held his gaze. “Or?” “Or I stop playing clean.” The warning was real. Alessandra’s smile faded slightly. “You won’t,” she said. “Not anymore.” He leaned closer.

No one moved and no one breathed. Azrael stepped out of his car and I could tell from the way he was pinching his forehead that he hadn’t expected this. “What the hell—” Marco started, but then the door of the first car opened. And everything went still. A tall man stepped out, dressed in black, his white hair slicked back, his coat brushing against the gravel as he walked. I didn’t need to be told who he was. I've heard Azrael say his name several times. Don Romano, Alessia’s father.

Fiercely, his strong arms encircled mine and he forcefully yanked me away as though I was worth nothing. He stood straight and his next words reeled me back. “I Alpha Jacob son of Alpha Swan and Luna Lola of the Starlit park reject you Caroline Ashton as my mate hereby stripping you of all the rights and privileges bestowed upon a Luna—” “You shouldn't do that” a voice echoed in the darkness.