Abel Ramirez Novels & Stories

she asked softly. He exhaled bitterly. “Delgado happened.” That didn’t surprise her, but the look in his eyes did. Fear. Not the hard-edged fury he usually wore. This was something else entirely. Ramirez sank onto the fallen log, rubbing his face with both hands. “I have spent years chasing criminals. I have seen bodies burned to nothing and families torn apart. I have seen the kind of evil men learn to hide behind suits and badges.” His hands dropped, revealing eyes older than she had ever seen.

She had to move with a special material that kept her heart stable, for she would also be a weak Omega if not for her wolf, Bambi the executioner. I stood my ground, staring at her hair as it fell right down. There was nothing I could do to stop her from denying such an incessant act of jealousy. I also felt that way whenever other ladies challenged me for him. “What’s happened here?” The ground shook. We exchanged glances, taking our eyes towards the sound of the grumbling noise. Ryu stood there, a roughed-up boar hanging around his neck. He wasn’t putting on clothes, and his broad chest caught my attention. He was dripping, his well-sculpted abs glistening with each movement he made under

Ramsey Morrill, maaari ka bang pumunta para tulungan siya? Napaisip siya. Bagama't naghiwalay na sila, hindi maaaring balewalain siya ni Ramsey sa ganitong paraan, kung isasaalang-alang na sila ay magkasama sa loob ng maraming taon. Ang tanging taong makapagliligtas sa kanya ngayon ay si Ramsey. Agad na sumagot si Ramsey: [Ano ang nangyayari? Nasaan si Lizmar ngayon?]

Brows sank, Matthew patiently waited for the next thing until Ramon pulled the pin of the grenade that caused an utter shock. “Renz, who had been hiding behind Freegal and their so-called secret weapon, was presumably taking an action. And that Renz, whose full name was Lawrenz Jordan, looked the same as Gabriel Well.” Ramon remarked with his voice and face getting serious. Matthew’s face turned into something shocked and at the same time confused. He grabbed the documents from his hand and looked for the photo of Gabriel Watts and Lawrenz Jordan.

The tone of his voice was harsh but I did not care. “You have been avoiding me, Dr Ramirez,”I said, not losing my grip on his upper arm, “I would like to know the reason.” “I'm afraid I do not have time for meaningless chit chat,” his tone bordered on angry and fierce, “sit with Rodney until his aunt arrives to pick him up.” Then he walked away from me, not looking back even once. I suddenly felt rather stupid and pathetic. Dr Miguel Ramirez was a known player. And given how godawfully handsome he was, he could have any woman he wanted.

I want to focus on him again in the discussion that brought us here in any case, but priAngelo should help him understand that Mac is not his son. —His son, Noah Victor , is the lord of Ramiro Red.— “ Sir?” he breathes, I sit up; shakes his head No no no no no. Nerd. I was in the army and... “Use your paws, Mac,” Lara spits out under her breath, a piece of chicken virus dangling from one corner of her lips.

“I caused it….I am so selfish…he just asked me to help him by getting married to James Russo…but I..I ran away…today I returned and got to know the heart attack…. I am so selfish….Leo said I don’t understand the word family…he is right…ugh! I don’t know how to solve this matter…” I let out a sob and Selena was quick to engulf me in a tight hug. “So who is this guy again?” Emerald asked as she opened g****e on her mobile. “James. James Russo….” I spit it out. I am so hating this dude. “Oh my goods! This man is freaking hot and so damn rich!” Emerald gushed out making me roll my eyes۔. “Show! Show!” Selena left me and grabbed the cell phone from Emerald’s hand.

She was a true daddy's princess. "Really? Who was he, Arabella?" Amar looked at me like he wanted me to spit it out already. "It was just a guy from my classmate, Maverick. We met him when we went for a walk." I shrugged trying to seem as nonchalant about it as possible. "Okay. But you know, no dating Arabella" he reminded me and I rolled my eyes. "He is just an annoying classmate Amar. Nothing else." I whined. Maverick and my boyfriend? No way in hell!

Even Eason being here would be less of a surprise for me. Mr. Ramirez needs to talk to me? But about what? What could possibly bring him from the east coast to the west? I swallow hard and step aside, whispering under my breath, “Please come in.” Mr. Ramirez makes his way through the door and then nods at Liam, who still seems very confused at the moment. “Umm Nat? Who is this again?” Liam asks me with a frown.

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0