Amy Santiago Novels & Stories

Santiago started the car and dropped her home. After that, he went back to the office. Killian was already waiting for him with a few questions of his own. "Who is the friend?" he asked Santiago while looking out through his floor-to-ceiling window with his hands clasped on his back. "Freya Davison. She is a model in our company," Santiago was standing next to him, watching the snowfall. "You said she is from her orphanage," he quizzed, tilting his head a little.

But that was hard, seeing as she just sat there looking out of space. Camila Brinx was indeed a fine and beautiful young woman, she was a role model to many girls and women, they aspired to have her calm and collected mindset. I've heard many girls discussing how beautiful she was and how much they admired the way she talked and carried herself. She was indeed remarkable, she has a light six pack and a beautiful hour glassed shape, not to mention her moisturized curly brunette hair.

My little sister, the baby angel who has been through so much, was watching me in this state “please, Dante, please don’t do this. Let’s just get Nasia to the hospital. She is already bleeding inside the car, at least let us do her this one last respectful favor” Anastasia, our pack’s bundle of joy, and friend. My sister’s older sister, and my sister’s best friend was also taken away from her like everything else was. She looked at me, her eyes holding more pain than she could let out, and despite the tears that were falling from her eyes, I knew that she was trying to stay strong for my sake. My little sister saw me crumbling, and just like I was her backbone, she was trying her best to sta

he replied with a dull expression. “What if they aren't able to complete it,” Diana asked “ Then they shall be banished from the pack and will be considered as Rogues, it is the law, there's nothing I can do about it ”Theon replied, Diana, nodded and said, “ Yes, My king, I understand ” *** Five days later … Amaria and her allies finally reached Oake - the capital of Ashmael and the largest town in Ashmael. They walked through the path without being noticed, it was like the people around there couldn't care less about who they were.

He said, and I could not believe my luck. "Thank you." I said and sat on the passenger seat. As I watched us leave Redcape behind, my heart filled with joy. I never imagined that I would leave that place alive. I closed my eyes and thanked the goddess for what she had done for me. Hopefully, this will be the last of it. "I am Ebenezer Jenkins. What's your name?" He asked, and I knew I could not tell him my real name. "Annika Petrov," I said, and he smiled.

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.

She said in disgust and I've had enough of her behavior. "Look missy, you can't just come here and act like you own the place. If you meet a stranger where you're going, respect them." I said, trying to knock some sense into her. "You seriously don't know who I am, you cheap slut. I am Martha, Santiago's lover. And I demand to know why you are in this house and in my boyfriend's clothes." She yelled angrily and I finally understood. She is Santiago's daddy pant woman. I just rolled my eyes and sighed. "Santiago and I have been good friends since I can remember before you even came into the picture."

She replied as the attendant nodded and helped her into the car to sit next to where Santiago lay. She held his hand as the door closed while she blamed herself constantly for what happened, "If only I didn't start a fight with Beatrice" She muttered praying that nothing happens to Santiago but who exactly could she pray to. Both the moon goddess and the sun goddess don't like people that will answer her prayers at all. If didn't take long before the ambulance arrived at the hospital, And Santiago was taken out and rolled into the hospital, as the took him directly to the emergency room.

Ava Sánchez, just eighteen, trudged through New York City's twisted streets, her body worn thin by the relentless grind of survival. Her dark eyes, once lively, now mirrored her exhaustion, and her brown hair, streaked with the city's grime, framed a face drained of color. Hunger and anxiety pressed on her frail shoulders, each step forward a battle against the desperation gnawing at her insides.

Santiago looked surprised that he handed it over that easily. "Hand her over and you get the cash, I'm not giving you anymore money" Ace shrugged unbothered. I could see Santiago contemplating. "Deal" Santiago shoved me viscously, causing me to fall since I was wearing heals, not to mention the ground that was uneven and rough. I groaned in pain and noticed blood spilling from my head. I glanced up at Ace who seemed furious at Santiago's actions.