Ace Hernandez Novels & Stories

He had nothing to worry about. Hours had gone by and then Hernandez’s phone rang. He had fallen asleep and the sound of the phone jolted him out of it. He already knew who it was immediately he saw the number. By now Athena must have gotten to him. “Where the fuck is she?” Hermes yelled, as soon as Hernandez picked the phone. All the sleep in Hernandez’s eyes vanished as soon as he heard the anger in Hermes’s voice. “What are you talking about?” Hernandez asked, in shock, as he tried to make sense of what was being said, “Where is who?”

It fell when she was helping her out early on. Thera shook her head. Her secretary’s boyfriend’s name sounds familiar. Top Montero. Where did she exactly hear that name? Thera momentarily stopped from reviewing the deals and proposals and slammed the tablet down the table. She raised a face and her eyes flew to Laida who was bringing her a cup of coffee and a few cookies. “What do you mean Mr. Hernandez was rushed to the hospital?” “Correct, madam. He was rushed early in the morning. Heart attack.” “He's still breathing, isn't he?” she asked nonchalantly, putting her attention back to the tablet, pretending to be busy.

Meanwhile, from the left, Diana saw a motorcycle coming fast as Alpha Darren started to cross the road. Without hesitation, Diana ran into the road. She hugged Alpha Darren very tightly as the motorcycle passed them, splashing a liquid that steamed up when it hit Diana's outfit. “What the hell!” shouted Alpha Darren. He felt hot and mushy as he touched Diana's back. And when he looked down, at Diana's back, he saw that his woman's back was injured. The liquid the biker had splashed on her was sulfuric acid. And it hit Diana's back. Diana winced, still able to look at Alpha Darren with a smile. “Are you okay?”

I lied, well it's technically the truth. "Ain't you gonna get your lunch?" Angel asked. "I'll get it for her since she seems tired. What do you want?" Hottie asked and I told him. He got up and left to get our meals. Looking at them, I could see the slight resemblance. They both had jet black hair and adorable dimples but while Hottie had hazel eyes, Angel had silver eyes and a lip ring. "I'm sure you're now convinced I'm not an Angel?" He smirked.

He is highly respected despite not having reached the age of 23. I turn 19 in a few days, and the pack prepares a big, "not that a surprise" party. I pretend I don't know. This is now my life. I didn't go to college. I could have, but why? What I have is much more important than a degree that would be useless to me as Luna. I suffered a lot. I gave up everything, but ultimately, what the Moon Goddess chooses for us always turns out to be the right thing. I am Angel, the Luna of the Lycan Moon Pack, and there's nothing else in the world I'd rather be.

He says eventually, noises behind him reveal the blonde girl that Flame was arguing with earlier. “Oh please be Darius’ friend.” She grins, pushing the boy out of the way and extending her hand. “I’m Gale. Gale Winters.” “Cain Harden.” I shake her hand quickly before dropping it and turning to the boy again, attempting to be pleasant when I just want him to get the fuck out of my way. “Darius told me we were going Tree Surfing.”

I said confusedly but astonished at what just came out of Ace's mouth. "Why would I want to dream of things that will never happen, it doesn't make sense?" Ace shrugged as he flicked his cigarette bud out the window. I mean, he had a valid point. "Well you're not very hopeful" I raised my eyebrows at him. "I'm Ace Hernandez, my life is full of pain and misery, of course I'm hopeless" he rolled his eyes, mocking what people say about him.

The gathering growing quiet as I adjusted the mic, many took their seats and with a quick sweep of the crowd with my eyes, holding Hudson’s burning gaze a few seconds longer, I began… “Good day ladies and gentlemen. Thank you for making out time to bear witness to this partnership between Greenland Holdings and De Hernandez Dreamz.” I smiled softly as they clapped. “I am Valerie Ann Maria Hernandez, Granddaughter to the president of De Hernandez Dreamz, and I am the CEO of De Hernandez Dreamz.”

Andreas Hernández or better known as his white man name - Andy, was Selena's best friend growing up but had to part with her when they were a child because his father moved to Brazil for humanitarian work. For a cute child with eyes, streaks of green and gold, black hair, and olive skin, he grew up into a handsome man with a lean body and face that would be perfect for any fashion magazine.

He sighs as he realizes they'll both be late. Cristine believed that if he did not assist her right now, she would be unable to cope with the loss. She'd been hit before and recalled it vividly. To put him in a sack, he's far too attractive. What young lady, by the way? Cristine considered whether he was being nice or hinting at something. "Thank you for your assistance, young master," she remarked sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "My wonderful name is Cristine Jane Hernandez." Even if you don't believe it, she's sincere in her gratitude.