Ane Santos Novels & Stories

I use a cane to support myself now. The way he looks at me makes me uncomfortable. It's like he recognizes me. - You are an alpha? – he asks, frowning. - I was one, long time ago, now I'm just an old man. I see the turbines turning in Angel's head. I had to act fast. - What is your name?- he asks, and I sigh. I want to do this away from here, but he has already identified me. - My name is Jack. Angel gets up as if he had springs in the ass, and pointing his finger at me, he says:

"Lennox Haney, before you, my world was a dark abyss that threatened to drown me day in and day out. But, since meeting you, the darkness has gradually faded, revealing brilliant sunshine and a rainbow. And do you know what was at the end of the rainbow?" "I…" I stammered, unable to find my voice. "Something much more precious than the finest of jewels or gold." Silas announced, "Something much more expensive than money can buy. It was my shining star. It was you, the one person that gave me purpose and made me look forward to each new day and even the future." He continued, "Mi estrella brilliante, I can’t imagine life without you, and I’ll be damned if I would even consider it. Please do m

This guy is around 6’3-’4, because I was 5’9. “I am calling up your boss and he is going to fire your ass right now, the nerve you have of coming here and talkin-” I yell at him with a thunderous voice but he cuts me off. “Just call him, I don’t have much time.” He says arrogantly with a smirk plastered across his face. I was taken off guard with his sudden change in demeanour. What the hell happened to the sweet innocent guy? I quickly made a call and Charles picked it up in one ring, because he knew how impatient I was, “Hello Danika dear, what pleas-“

Chapter 165 "WHAT. THE. HELL. IS GOING ON HERE, ROSANA?" Mr. Santos thundered, his eyes blazing with fury. His eyes widened in disbelief, fixing on Rosana cradling Sergio's battered form. The sight was a slap in the face, contradicting everything he had manipulated her to believe. She was supposed to hate him, instead of holding him close. She was supposed to stand by his side, to join him in his quest for retribution, instead of doing the opposite!

“But it seems to me that she is carrying an Alpha blood.” “You…” “Alpha Dante D’Angelo, my mate, Valerie Morozov.” He said, looking down at me. “Put the knife down, Valerie. You are going to end up hurting more than just yourself with these stupid reflexes that you’re having…”

I giggle and close the elevator, why does this woman have the power to influence. I smile and open my bag, look for the calling card from Dana, I dial her number and wait, it took five rings before she answered the call so my irritation didn't go away. "Hi, this is Yhra Santos, I am available tomorrow. Can we have a meeting about your offer. My manager is coming with me tomorrow" I can feel her smile even though I can't see it. I walked to the direction of my car and opened it.

Just as expected, he followed. My opponent came crashing down on the ring with a brutal force and passed out immediately. "Winner!" The announcer yelled and the crowd cheered. I walked out of the ring to get my things and pay so I can leave.I'm Antony Santos. My life is pretty simple. The life of a Nobody. I carry a lot of anger and hurt inside so I channel everything into fighting and the interesting part is that I get paid for it. A win-win.I got my pay for the day, turned around to leave but was approached by a strange man."Antony Santos...." He said more like a statement than a question and I nodded in affirmation."I have a job offer for you..." He said. With those words, he had gotten m

Hunter asked again in a serious voice. Mr. Santos swallowed, and his knees trembled. Hunter’s face and even the way he speaks scream danger. Mr. Santos knew how dangerous Hunter Ramirez was. When he first met him two years ago, he knew that Hunter was not the person he should fuck with. Mr. Santos met Hunter when his shipping company was on the brink of bankruptcy. Hunter offered him help in exchange for letting their group use his company however they wanted. And because Mr. Santos has no one else to turn to, he agrees to Hunter’s proposition. He forgot his conscience, and he sold his dignity and integrity.

This was my fresh start, or at least the best version I could manage after running. My phone lay beside me like a loaded gun. I picked it up, thumb hovering. G****e had shown me everything two nights ago at the airport. Ryder Santos. A Billionaire, and founder of Santos Global. The man whose hands had gripped my hips in that club bathroom now appeared on every business site, sharp jaw and expensive suits.

De Santos just lifted his hat slightly before entering. Richard De Santos was a dominant alpha male. He might not be as wealthy as Fabian, but his confidence couldn't be denied. He had an aura of dominance despite his financial status. He clearly wasn't someone who would let himself be outsmarted, especially as a private investigator. He also knew people's dirty secrets, which was one of the things that made him superior and confident. Fabian gestured toward the cushioned seats before going to the condo's bar counter. He poured liquor into two glasses and brought them to the living room.