Luciano Salvatore 'The Bullet' was born, raised, and comes from a long family line of serial killers. But he wants nothing to do with that legacy. The block that has made it impossible for him to run away from all of it is his uncle, Don Mauro. The most powerful drug lord and a serial killer who had snapped a long time ago. Don Mauro promised to kill Luciano's remaining family to keep him in check. On his mother's death anniversary, Luciano tried to go against Don Mauro to make his mother proud by doing the right thing and trying to save a woman named Keirah from becoming his uncle's victim in his sex trade. Unfortunately for him, he fell in love with her at first sight. He finds out later that Don Mauro was not after Keirah for the sex trade, but Keirah is a biomedical engineer his uncle has been searching for. A person Don Mauro will do anything to possess. Succumbing to his heart's desire, even after Luciano finds out about this information. He tries to protect her in the only way he knows how. By kidnapping her and running away with her and his family out of the Mafia world. Setting them both on an expected path toward a love-and-hate relationship while discovering the hidden supernatural fate set upon them. What chances does Luciano have for survival and redemption while caught up in his unfamiliar feelings for Keirah? A woman who has feelings for someone else. *** "Are you still in love with him when you know he is a married man?" "Why is it bad for me to love him? I loved him first before her." Luciano's gaze turns more deadly as he shouts at Keirah. "EREDE IS A MARRIED MAN. HE MARRIED YOUR SISTER. HE IS YOUR BROTHER-IN-LAW!" "I loved him first. He was with me longer. He was my first love." "Anita is your only sister. And she needs your help now. Is that the reason you are not giving the codes to save her?" Her eyes wander, and she says nothing. "Are you telling me now? That you are still in love with him. After us... after all this? Fuck Keirah... He left you on the altar and married your sister. And he is playing you." She tucks her hair, glances to her side, and lowers her gaze. "What about me, Keirah? Have you tried loving me as you did with him?" Keirah tucks her hair and nods again, lowering her eyes again. "What happened? " "I couldn't." "Do you see me in him? And think that I would intentionally hurt you, Keirah, or is this my punishment because you think I kidnapped you? " "Well, you kidnapped me. It's not a thought. It has been my reality for more than a week now." "I did not kidnap you, Keirah. Why won't you believe me? I tried to save you. It is not me, Keirah. It was not me who wanted to hurt you." Luciano shouts. "Do you regret sleeping with me yesterday?" "No." "Then why? ...... But you kissed me... you made love to me," Luciano cries out. He cries in pain. She stands up and then takes a few steps back. And lowers her eyes. Luciano calms down as he speaks to her in a muffled voice. "Do you feel he is good for you?" Silent... "Just answer the question, Keirah. Is he a good guy? Can I trust him to take care of you?" She tucks her hair as she replies. "Yes." "Better than I could take care of you?" "Different." "What does that mean?" "You are a Mafia, and he is a big, pathetic lie." PLEASE NOTE THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, MATURE AND DISTURBING SCENES 18+
Twenty-two years ago....
The only daughter of the Blood Moon pack's Alpha saved a dying man who was bleeding to death in their pack forest.
She slept beside the man for a whole month, attending to him until he recovered completely. In showing his gratitude to the pack, the man kidnaped the Alpha's daughter out of the pack into his Mafia world and forced her to become his wife.
He was threatening the pack with her as leverage. If they ever tried anything, he had promised to kill her.
The Gangster boss's name was Salvatore Solana. Luciano Salvatore's father.
Today......
Luciano's POV
The smell of dead people's corpses, 'the odor of death', that distinct and unpleasant scent. That arises every time I walk through these corridors, hits me hard again.
The number of times I have walked in here. You would think I would be used to it now. But no..... It will never be possible for me to accept everything happening here.
The memories of my first kill and all my walks in here resurface in my mind every time I step in here. To keep up with my uncle, I quickly take fast steps to catch up with him.
He has left me behind and he is on the higher deck of his warehouse. Quickly running up to him. I straw behind him through the main corridor to his office at the end of the hall.
The traumas I went through when I first held a gun at someone's head for my first kill. And the ones I had to go through watching what always goes on here attack me.
I take deep breaths to fight for the present air. And push the memories to the back of my head. The type of death and pain that people go through here is not something I would wish for, even for my worst enemies.
As I escape the first corpse room. I breathe in so hard. To prepare myself because this is just the beginning. There are a dozen rooms on my way to his office, each with a more disturbing death style marked for each of the rooms to come.
I hate coming here. This is the place where my uncle used to torment me when I was younger and scare the hell out of me. He referred to it as molding me.
I was weak in his eyes and did not fit in naturally like all the other Solanas in our family before me. For the past years, I paved the way to shredding the last parts of my humanity that held me back and put a wall between me and my uncle.
And now I am no longer human anymore.
I am a serial killer.
I have more blood on my hands than any of my age mates I know at twenty-two years old. These killings took away all of me, but came along with a blessing.
Finally, I did not have to go through my uncle's torture anymore. Because after the killings, I gained a bit of the upper hand over him.
I became a person he was scared of whenever I was around a gun and a bullet.
I unexpectedly glance at my reflection through the eyes of a woman bleeding to death in one room. My mind is brought back and I quickly look away. I don't want to be tempted into helping her. Looking into that pain in her eyes. I am sure I will find myself tempted to help. In this line of work. A few people have to die for me to be able to save many more.
No matter how much my human part wants to intervene. I have promised myself to look away for the time being. Anything human that makes me feel human or any kind of warm feeling, I will bury it without question.
I don't need destruction at this moment. I must be a monster that destroys to survive in this world, and any feelings would be my biggest weak point.
I try to pull all my focus fully into the hallway and not get tempted by the rooms on the side. Despite that, the smell of blood finds its way to me and fills my nose again, this time so hard.
I can't ignore it as it makes me feel too nauseated.
I hate all kinds of human secretion smells. I can't stand them. Unfortunately, that is a basic need for my uncle. He is a special case.
Although he is my flesh and blood and someone who has raised me.
He is the only serial killer that scares the hell out of me.
He is insane.
A serial killer that snapped a long time ago.
And killing anyone is a hobby or a basic need for him. From what I understand, only three things are keeping me alive beside him.
First, it's because he can control me through a threat he has put on my family. He knows I will do nothing to jeopardize their livelihood.
Secondly, the fact that I am the bullet, and the outside world fears me more than they do him. And lastly, I am the only close family he has left. He has no heir to continue our family legacy.
Unlike everyone in my family, killing for me did not come easily. I learned in the most hard way that killing for a reason is human and animal nature.
We have to kill to survive. We have to kill if we do not want to get killed, but unlike me, my uncle kills people for fun.
I don't want to keep going through these corridors or this torture, and I want it to end as fast as it came.
So, I turn around, halting my uncle's movement. "You said you had information you wanted to share.... Isn't it enough up here?... Where we are standing right now... For you to share the information!"
Five years ago. I swore never to come back here. Even with a gun pointed at my head, I would never have come here willingly. There was no way in hell. He would have brought me here. And more specifically, after what happened yesterday, with Keirah.
I have been in so much pain since then, loathing myself for allowing him to take her away from me. When I knew this was going to be her final destination.
Looking at her corpse in here today was not something I was going to allow myself to live through. But my uncle knows the weakness that will bring me here willingly, anytime. A dying wish promise I made to my mother.
We both know I will do anything to fulfill it. And that is what he has used to make me crawl out of my sanctuary to this hell.
Blood has always stained all our hands in the Solana family for generations. And would stain the coming generation too if no one does anything to stop all this bloodshed.
This is our legacy.
But before the Legacy for which he would die to fulfill. I would die to do the impossible to fulfill the promise I made to my mother on her deathbed.
"Yes." My uncle answers without giving away anything more. I stand still, debating whether it was a trap and whether he might not have been truthful.
"I am sure I told you the last time we met. I won't stand you wasting my time."
"How are you the only person supposed to continue our family legacy?"
My uncle shakes his head in disappointment as he studies my face, and even without replying to him. We both know the answer to that.
He worships our family legacy. He will do anything to keep it, and I don't. I hate it. I turn my head, ready to leave. He walks in front of me and halts me as he continues speaking. "With you, there is no hope, Bullet. In our line of work, there are principles and rules that everyone follows, and you're not an exception.
"Getting out of our line of work?! Bullet... You are choosing wrong! You are choosing to end up with a bullet in between your eyes.... Just like your mother...
"She was delusional, and you should have understood that by now... No one leaves the Mafia life and stays alive.
"If she didn't lie to herself that she would leave, she would be alive today." My uncle continues to speak in spite."But look at the poison she planted on you!"
I made a dying wish promise to my mother. That I was going to leave the Mafia world. On the same day, I also made a secret silent promise to myself.
I was going to stop our family legacy. Put an end to all these innocent people's killings,
With or without a soul, I will keep the two promises.
This is a Mafia and werewolf romance book about Luciano Salvatore, "The Bullet." The most wanted Italian boss, Mafia, in the world. Who is also the hidden, only living heir to the Blood Moon werewolf pack. He meets Keirah, a thirty-two biomedical engineer, the most wanted scientist in his world. One you would call a map to the lost city of gold. And kidnaps her. Setting them both on an expected path toward a love-and-hate relationship as he discovers the fate set upon him. What chances does he have for redemption and surviving two deadly worlds that both want him dead? While caught up in the unfamiliar feelings, he has for Keirah? PLEASE NOTE THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, MATURE AND DISTURBING SCENES 18+
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After working several end jobs. A taxi driver, Naomi was desperate and finally found a job that could pay for her mother's hospital bills. As an escort for a high-profile successful billionaire, Salah. And not to her expectations, she not only ends up falling in love with him. But gets pregnant with his child. Giving birth while in hiding to his child and hiding the child away from him. Five years later. The unlucky, Naomi, finds out she doesn't have a lot of time to live. This is the story of Naomi's planned one last night with her son's daddy bringing to light what neither Salah nor Naomi ever thought happened and would happen in their lives. *** “Is it because I was once an escort? Someone who sold her body for money could never be trusted. Right? After all, I saved you while working as an escort. ” Salah averts his gaze. “From the very start. The first day you lay your eyes on me. You never gave me the benefit of the doubt. You already made up your mind about me. “I was not someone you could trust in anything. I was a liar and still am in your eyes. That is the sole reason you were hiding me and our relationship. For a whole year that it lasted. “You hid me from everyone like I was a sort of contagious disease. I could not talk to anyone about our relationship. I could never get pregnant because the baby out of wedlock could never be yours. “Explain to me why. Why was my worth for loving you measured by who I was and the amount of what I owned? “Explain to me why I am a bad mother.” “Why did you keep him from me? Why did you give birth to him without telling me?” “What was the use of telling you when you never wanted me to have your child? What is the use of telling you if he was going to be treated the way you treated me? “The child is mine. He has nothing to do with you. Mine alone, I chose to have him. I chose to keep him. It was up to me to keep him in my womb, and it was up to me to raise him.
The book is about a murder mystery of the King of the Khasian Kingdom, which is the turning point in the lives of Queen Rania, his wife, Crown Prince Douglas, his son, and Princess Sierra, his daughter. The power struggle over who will seat next on the throne becomes the main conspiracy on who is the suspect. But forbidden Love between the royals accompanied by hate blinds them from the reality of their truth.
“I, Trajan son of the late Alpha King Allen, reject you…” Grace jumped, holding her hand tight on Trajan's mouth to stop him from continuing to speak. And pulling Trajan in her chest into a tight hug. Pleading with him in tears. “Please don't do it. I am begging you not to reject me. Don't reject us. “I will do everything you want me to do…. Please don't reject us. The moon goddess chose you for me. My wolf will die without you. Please…” Grace was already in front of him on her knees as she cried in fear and pain. “Will you do anything…?!” She nodded, and he smiled devilishly. “I need you to do a location spell. Find Alpha Xendy's fated mate and kill her for me.” **** Alpha Xendy has been searching for his mate since he turned eighteen. At a hundred years old, he has lost hope and is losing his powers and influence in the largest Pack in America. The council is pushing for a chosen mate, Grace, and his ruthless stepbrother, Trajan, who he believes killed his mother for the Alpha position has been planning to take over in the last century. He thinks those are his only problems until he is haunted by his late father's actions and enemies. Bewitched by her stepmother, Iyya is a nineteen-year-old who has been condemned to live in a peacock's body. She is brought into a supernatural world she never knew existed after her transformation. Fate has brought Iyya and Xendy together as destined mates, but there is more to be revealed to these two. A choice between life and death, a choice between love and the lives of the entire werewolf's lives, lies in their hands. PLEASE NOTE THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, MATURE AND DISTURBING SCENES 18
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