Novel & Cerita Luca Ercole

After Mira fell asleep, Luca sat in the dark kitchen with a butcher knife on the table and his old laptop powered on. He typed a name he hadn’t dared search in weeks: Dante Marchesi. No social media. No business news. No press releases. Just one archived photo in an old article about shipping monopolies. A man in the background, barely visible. Black suit. Cold eyes. Watching something no one else saw. Luca stared at the image, and something in his chest tightened. Not with pain. Not with fear. With certainty. Dante hadn’t disappeared. He’d just stepped into the part of the world where people like him lived—and hunted.

King was listening to his own funeral arrangements. "Silvio was always a vulture," Luca muttered, more to himself than to us. He looked down at the map in his hand, his thumb tracing the grid lines with a predatory focus. "He thinks he’s won. He thinks the Romano secret died in that cellar. He has no idea what I’m bringing back to the city." "What are you bringing back, Luca?" I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "A piece of paper and a girl you hate? Good luck taking over the city with that."

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

"That shoulder-length man with long hair is Xavier de Luca, son of Javier de Luca." I looked at Gabriella in surprise. Never thought that I could see the child of one of the trillionaires from Italy. Indeed, they always maintain privacy, there was never even a media that could take pictures of their family members. Just like Rhysand did. "And the guy in front of him is Maxel Roe. I don't know who he is, but I'm sure he's one of those world conglomerates who never showed anything to any media."

Nicolas looked down at his feet, not looking at the man whose green eyes met my brown ones. “I believe that it is right to first introduce you to your older brother, more specifically, since you know HIM, at least to let you know to apologize to him for your behavior earlier…” I frowned when I saw him looking at Nicolas who shook his head at the man. His eyes met mine for a second before he looked at the man “I’m Alessandro De Luca, Aurora’s father, and YOUR father’s prisoner”

Enzo had already informed Luca about the —gift he was bringing, and Luca happily sent his men to receive the gift, thinking it was Madison. When his men returned with Anna, who couldn't stop kicking and shouting at his men to let her go, Luca was already sitting in his sitting room with his legs crossed. He was into woman trafficking and also owned a lot of nightclubs and casinos in the city. He was equally powerful, just like Enzo. His men left Anna in front of him. Luca bent down and examined Anna. "You are not the girl from that day; you are the other one," Luca said and scoffed. “I'm disappointed," Luca added before standing up.

“The upcoming full moon night, I’m going to become the Alpha of the pack. If you can handle the responsibility of Beta, then it’s fine; otherwise, I have to make Raul the Beta of the pack. Because I want someone who can work as Beta instead of poisoning my mind against my family member.” “I’m sorry, Alpha.” Lucca apologized quickly. Hearing Santino’s words, he knew he had to get serious about work if he needed the Beta position because his good days were now going to end where all he had to do was gather information about people’s past and present. “I received a call from Erica stating that she sent you some proofs about that witch. She is enjoying her time with some man and a pup. I think s

“You, Luca.” “That doesn’t prove anything!” Luca snapped, spinning around, his voice rising. “The fact that I introduced him to Damian does not mean I pushed him to get his hands dirty, does it? Eric’s his own man. If he’s involved in something shady, that’s on him, his death, on him. Not me!”

“What do you mean? Why would Marco be after Luca?” Elena hesitated, glancing toward the door as though expecting someone to burst through at any moment. “Because of who he is. Because of what he knows.” Her voice dropped to a whisper, her gaze shifting between Sophia and Ethan. “Marco won’t stop until he gets what he wants. And Luca is the key.” Ethan crossed his arms, skepticism still etched into his features. “And what is it that Marco wants? Why involve Luca in this?” Elena’s eyes glistened with fear and guilt. “It’s about more than control or revenge. It’s about power. Luca… he’s special. His father wasn’t just an ordinary man. He was someone who had knowledge Marco has been trying to un

Alex03 P.S. Just for fun a photo Of Luca