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The Master's Son

His second name is Death. Anyone who tries to get too close to him loses their lives. He was cursed with the blood of his dead brother, and till he finds the killer of his brother, he'd forever be bounded with the curse. He's avoided like a plaque, but he even loves it that way. He's so addicted to solitude and being alone. He's a bloody supernatural being, an unusual wizard, the only child who was born under three red stars on a gloomy night 25 years ago. The demons fret at the smell of his scent, and evils flee. He has no shadow even in the dark. He's soulless. Orion Alaric, that's his name. The son of Duran Alaric who owns Mystic Institute, a school for supernatural beings,, located in the deep fogs of mount Delos. Mystic Institute takes in over five hundred disciples yearly, and of the five hundred, Orion was determined to find his brother's killer that year, so he joined the school as a Superior. There he sat on his throne, and as expected, she came. Samara Hercules, a Whitehead witch who's the exact opposite of everyone around him. Unexpectedly, she's not the one he's hunting for, but her white hair reminds him of the killer each time he sets eyes on her, and that built a toxic hatred in him for Samara. He was even ready to get rid of her so he wouldn't have to see her face anymore. Will Samara ever escape from him and his tortures? Will romance ever bloom between these two? Will his curse ever get lifted? Will the real killer ever show up?

RoyalPraiz · Fantasy
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57 Chs

The Don's Desire

"Every damn thing in this life come with a price, Mia amata {My beloved}" he ran his fingertips on her cheek, his icy blue orbs peering into her own. "Your reasons why I'm being held captive here?" She inquired, her eyes holding nothing but fear in them. This wasn't the man she knew, this one is totally different - A Mafia "You left me at my worst, you ruined me. Now, it's my turn to do so, Mia amata" he said slowly, a cruel expression on his face. "I'm sorry…" a low whisper tore out of her lips but he let out a laughter, one which didn't seemed to reach his eyes. "It's too late… Too late, Mi amata" his voice rang back in her ears a million times and a tear slipped down her cheek. ••••••••• Adriana Regio never expected herself to fall into the hands of one of the most feared Mafia bosses in Italy - Don Riccardo Moretti. Mafia's were the top leading in wealth and everything. They were feared by all and peasants never wished to cross parts with them. That was Adrianna's case too. But, her case was entirely different in another way. She wasn't sold, bought or anything, but she was held captive to pay for a crime she committed years ago. A crime that haunted her every night, and even though she was held captive by the man she once loved, she couldn't bring herself to tell him a secret she harbored greatly in her heart. "He's our Daddy?" ~ Emeliano questioned. "Not exactly what I expected, he's not my spec" ~ Emelio retorted.

RoyalPraiz · Urban
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44 Chs