Amorío Novels & Stories

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

He ordered pasta and meatballs for me and it tasted perfect. "Thanks ." "Here is the money you requested for ."He said dropping some money on the table and left. "Wait,what is your name."I said . "Alex."He said and left . Since I left the orphanage this is first nice person am meeting. I quickly finished my food and went to one of the bathroom i cleaned my body ,I was wearing one of jacks polo and my jeans with one of his boots. I asked the girl that served me food for a knife she looked at me weirdly but gave me later .I put it in my boots.

Paraiso De Montero, Amy couldn't help thinking how elegant the name was as his yacht approached a small pontoon. Even on the deck of the ship, she could see the calm atmosphere here. Tall green cliffs surrounded by dark green grass and spiky trees descend gradually to form a white sandy beach overgrown with dense trees, creating the impression of nature running amok,

"I-I'm.. I'm sorry, Amara but.. I can't love you back." Her heart broke instantly on what he said. It was broken that it made her suddenly out of breath. Like she's drowning at at the deepest part of the ocean and no one would be there to save her but only one face is flashing on her mind while still trying to breathe for air. It was Helios'. MAYLENE IS COOKING 'adobo' (a famous Filipino food) while looking at Amalia who looks really unwell and just staring at the window. Amalia looks like she's thinking something deep that's why Maylene didn't bother to disturb her.

Amaria became glum and inquired, "Don't you like the name, is 'Ammon' not to your liking?" "No, I love it, thank you mas- I mean Lady Amaria," Ammon said as he hugged her. "Just call me Amaria," Amaria frowned and glared at him. He chuckled and said, "Alright, Amaria." Amaria flushed slightly as she heard him say her name in his deep soothing voice. She had no idea what she was doing when she hugged him back. " Where are we going this time?" Teresa inquired, pulling Amaria out of the hug and pulling Ammon along, and replied, "Did you forget we planned on returning to Mana's Bloom?"

Almost perfect. Almost.

“Tell me who Dixal Amorillo is.” The robot responded without pause. “Mr. Dixal Lehman Amorillo—the son of genius scientist and inventor Mr. Dante Amorillo Jr., and Miss Alice Lehman, a half-Filipino, half-German woman. He has a twin brother, Mr. Dix Lehman Amorillo. He studied at UP Manila, graduated summa cum laude in Civil Engineering, and is now CEO of Amorillo Construction Company—originally founded by his father but later taken over by the wicked old man, Dante Amorillo Sr. He married Flora Amor Randall Salvador—a childish young woman with an innocent face that can melt the coldest heart, and a beauty as brilliant as the shining star—”

Leo squeezes my hand. “Anything you wan Noves”

"I’m not just placing the order. I’m also betting on my favorite horse in today’s race, and just by coincidence, the King’s Beta will be visiting the club because he sponsors a prized thoroughbred." My mouth formed a little O, finally getting where this was headed. Lorenzo gave me one of those rare, panty-melting smiles. "You want him to see you while Luca’s being snatched...." "Don’t ever say that bastard’s name again. Forget he exists... forever." He leaned in again and kissed me one last time. My lower lip got tugged deliciously between his teeth. "And to think you didn’t want to kiss me...." "Don’t remind me of my stupidity anymore," he growled low. "I won’t be long. Wait for me, baby. I

1024° W [UNCERTIFIED] HARDWARE GATEWAY: BARAHONA-SUB-FOUR ​"He left a physical anchor," Lyra whispered, a sudden realization hitting her. She leaned closer to the screen, her architect's eye dissecting the underlying structure of the system architecture. "Julian, the fake coordinates are pointing to the middle of the Bahoruco mountain range, but the hardware gateway name is BARAHONA-SUB-FOUR. That’s not a military base or an office complex. It’s an old industrial designation."