Armand Mondragon Novels & Stories

"Who is Armand?" Draco's gaze turned distant, his eyes clouded with memories that stretched far beyond our current existence. "Armand," he began, his voice tinged with a mix of melancholy and fondness, "was my friend and student years ago. He walked a dangerous path, seduced by the allure of power and darkness. I had hoped to guide him, to save him from his own demons. But in the end, he succumbed to the very darkness I sought to help him overcome."

I meet a man last night and he said he is Angelo. The body is aching a lot making me feel more alive and in reality. I’m so much convinced now that Angelo is just a dream after standing up. This is the reality that I know. This house is my prison which I wanted to escape from. Still unmoved, I look at the open window and the outside to the forest. ‘Is there really a mansion down there?’

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

It was very visible that that wasn't a topic he was willing to have, not now or ever, but Elle, being a little on the dumb side, didn't read the signs. “Oh I know. Her father is the lead rogue that caused the massacre so many years ago, right?” Just then, Damien sensed Ariel's presence in the room, and immediately their eyes clashed. Ariel wished with all fibre in her body that she could turn back the hands of time, to stop herself from entering the room. She sensed the anger in him, and knew for sure that she was in for a very rough night.

"CASSIDY CORREA VILLALOBOS" THE PRIVATE meeting continues inside the huge office of the Monroe's mansion, Zandro's eyes keep on sticking around the people that his family has been serving for how many decades now. The Monroes and his respectable parents were good friends which actually started with the late Don Honoracio Inocencio Monroe who has been nothing but a charitable and great leader dating back to the early 1940s. The different charity events he founded were what gives his father— retired Lt. Col. Arquero Augusto Vizmanos— the chance to attain an education which led him to the successful life he has today.

He gave a few introductions and said a few words of welcome, and then the celebration started. Ardente Sparo Mondragon was, of course, accompanied by his son, Ardente Kane Mondragon. Don Sparo met Michael's gaze as they conversed with one of the European mafia bosses. They gave each other a nod, and as though they had reached a silent understanding, they didn't say anything to each other.

I cleared my throat, and wrapping my arm around Aurora, I smiled at the woman. “I am Dante D’Angelo” I said introducing myself. “Natalie Brooke” she said, nodding at me. I looked down at Aurora and kissed her temple, smirking when I caught sight of the woman who had her eyes on us. “I’ll be leaving you alone with the ladies, yeah?” I whispered to her, noticing that a few women were approaching. “Alright, just try staying away from trouble, okay?” She asked, looking me in the eye. I nodded and motioned for Leonardo to come and follow me, and understanding where I was going, Leonardo gulped down his scotch before walking toward the lounge where our fathers were sitting.

Worry over him had killed their father. Yet Magdalena did not care about any of them. Only her aunt Tamia was connected to her by some special feeling. As you may remember, aunt Tamia was the only one who had seen a human being in little Magdalena, a woman, not something to be sold as goods. The time to leave finally came. Sara had been busy since morning, reassuring her mother that everything would be fine. Magdalena, however, simply could not calm down.

Then, Adamson showed his phone and showed Alessandro the photos that they caught. Somehow, the night ended well and Keira spoke with her group of friends, the wives of Alessandro's circle of friends. She knew one or two of them. Andromeda Mondragon and Sabrina Alvarez-Lawson. They were cousins and she knew that both of them could operate EPUA where Conrad came from, also Andromeda Mondragon is the heiress of the Dragon Empire. Her adoptive father told her that the only people she could contact are them. The Mondragon and Mondragon-Alvarez, are the names that he gave before he died. She contacted them once or twice to ask about finding Keira and Karmina, but somehow, it cost a lot of money. N

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.