Valentino X Alastor Mga Nobela at Kwento

Her mouth opened, whether to defend herself or cry, I didn’t know. I didn’t care. Before she could speak again, footsteps echoed down the corridor, rapid, urgent. Alessandro’s scent hit first, laced with adrenaline and blood. He burst into the room without waiting for permission. “Alpha…” One look at his face, and my wolf lunged forward in my chest, snarling. “What happened?” I demanded. “The estate,” he said, catching his breath. “There is an attack… it hit inside. Directly. The consort hall.”

Luna clutched her chest, her heart racing, but she refused to admit the truth, even though he already knew. "Still not telling the truth?" Valerian said, turning Luna around by her shoulders. "Mr. Rutherson!" Luna cried out as Valerian examined the back of her neck. He froze, his eyes locking onto the faded mark—the imprint he had left eight years ago. "So, it's you," Valerian murmured in disbelief. Luna spun around, pushing him away, creating some distance between them. "Are you still going to deny it, Luna? You are my freaking mated omega, and you knew about it, didn't you? What's your purpose for coming to my hotel? Are you planning something against me?" Valerian accused, his eyes blazin

‘Val… the car accident that killed your parents… it wasn’t an accident. The world tilts. ‘What?’ ‘Your father… his name wasn’t James Morrison. It was Lorenzo Castellano.’ The name means nothing to me. I shake my head, confused. ‘I don’t understand.’ ‘He was a powerful man, Valentina,’ the stranger says, his voice cutting through my confusion. ‘In our world. The man you saw killed tonight? That was Petrov’s work. The same people who hunted your father. They’ve been looking for you for fifteen years.’

"Perfect. Arnulfo thinks he's won because Vito distracted me. But he has no idea what's coming. Valentine is his weakness. And once she's in my hands, he'll do whatever I want. Greg hesitated for a moment. “Boss, Vito’s men are still on high alert in the city. If they get wind of this—” “They won’t,” Victoria snapped, her eyes blazing. “This isn’t about Vito anymore. This is personal. I’ll take everything Arnulfo cares about, piece by piece, until there’s nothing left of him but regret.” Greg nodded and left the room, barking orders to the team. Victoria picked up Valentine's photograph, her fingernails digging into the corners. Her eyes burned with a mix of hatred and obsession. "Enjoy your

I knew that he saw what I couldn't sometimes. I broke the seal, the scent faint and unfamiliar. She was being cautious, she was trying not to leave her scent, but I was her mate for a long time. The two of us were together, we were married, we shared a bed, and I knew her scent all too well to mistake it. My eyes scanned the letter quickly, and as the words sank in, the blood drained from my face. He’s coming for Adrian. And for Valerie. Giovanni is more powerful than you know.

He roared, his face furrowed in a deep frown. “It's the international emissary sir, they are here,” the voice said. It was a bit shaky. It was Dario’s beta, that sketchy looking werewolf who always had his nose in the air like he was better than everyone. Valencia smiled at the fright in his voice. He is someone she despises, he hates her too, he had made that clear on several occasions. “I've gotta go,” Valencia said, hurriedly putting on her robe and escaping the room before Dario could object. She opened the door to see Ash standing in front of it, his eyes scanned her all over, landing on the gap in her robe where her breasts were peaking out slightly.

She no longer exists. Under the last line was a name he had never seen me write. [Elena Valenti] For a moment, Julian didn’t understand. Then the name hit him like a fist. Valenti. Anyone in New York knew the name. Old money whispered it. Politicians feared it. Cops pretended not to see it. It belonged to armored gates, private docks, and men who smiled before pulling the trigger. He sank into a chair, his face draining of color. He called my old number.

I heard Lycan King Xyrus say and eight other pairs of eyes stared at me. He wasn't alone, like I thought; both Vance and Lady Eliona are here. I walked slowly towards them, my eyes drank in the appearance of Xyrus. Among everyone present, he seemed more excited to see me. “Oh my goddess. You look so beautiful even at night lady Valeria.” Lady Eliona said and I realised why Xyrus picked this dress. I now know why he called me here only to have me sit in the space next to me. He is trying to pass a message to Vance that I, Valeria, belong to him.

I glared at him. He didn't budge. Instead, his eyes dragged slowly up and down my body in a way that made my skin crawl. "You're looking really sexy tonight. You know that? That dress was made for you, baby." I set my glass down harder. "I don't care what you think. Leave me alone." He laughed like I was joking. "Relax. I'm just trying to be friendly." "I don't want to be friendly with you," I said, standing up. "I want to be left alone."

he said with a grin making Vevina laugh at his words. “I love you Vina,” Alastor said suddenly and feeling him bring her face to his she let him kiss her. “I love you too Alastor,” she confessed, feeling him take things a little further as his wandering hands tugged at her t-shirt to pull it off her body. “Now why don’t we use the benefits that come with pregnancy? I know that you loved feeling my bare flesh inside you last time,” he grinned, making Vevina shake her head but listen to him as she pulled off her t-shirt and let him stare at her body.