Armand Mondragon Novels & Stories

He smiled - obviously pleased with himself when he saw me falter. The man touching me gave me the best orgasm of my life and his mere touch had tingles rushing through me in spite of the dangerous situation I was currently in. I needed to get a fucking grip but the handsome specimen with a touch like wildfire made it impossible. "Still as soft as I remember." Dominic murmured.

Grey arched a brow as he was quickly lost in between the conversation “The last person in Bernard Captivity, the werewolf he’s using….His brother is in town and he is very much after Bernard but I don’t even think he would be available to help since he has pressing matters to deal with” Roman said, referring to Nimueh being on his ass and Harley could quickly grab that he was talking about Nimueh “Something more important than his brother?” Grey arched a brow “You wouldn’t understand dad, it’s kind of weird” Harley tried to take him off the topic

He noticed it and said, “Grey of Dark Knight, 18. A black belter and master of martial arts. In charge of training new agents and expert in face to face fights. Aikon Advincula outside but just call me Aikon. I’m Stargazer’s bar tender and Polaris’s barista. Hope we can be friends.” “Ai.” JD-hyung muttered as he nodded and shook his hand. Then finally, he turned to Sean-hyung with a smile I can’t explain. Sean-hyung spoke. “Mist of Dark Knight, 18. Number one in handling arnis, chako and sword. The intelligence officer who has contacts anywhere you go. Sean Madrigal but call me Sean. Stargazer and Polaris’s cook.” He stopped and smiled. But instead of shaking his hand, JD-hyung pulled Sean-h

As if he’s able to discern the direction my thoughts have taken, he says, “I’m a transplant—or, well, technically, I’m adopted into the pack since rogues destroyed my pack. Alpha Glendon and Luna Cherice allowed the family that I live with to take me in when I was just a pup and raise me as their own.” “I’m Maxon, by the way,” he says, holding out a dirt and blood-covered hand for me to shake. I glance at it with a raised eyebrow, and then back at him. “Oh, shit,” he says with a chuckle as he pulls his hand pack, dropping it to his side, and then wipes it against the leg of his jeans, which aren’t much cleaner than the hand itself. “It’s fine,” I say with a small chuckle of my own. “And my n

She said, “Supreme Commander Gildon, you have no right to take this person away. He’s a wanted man by the Nonagon!” Mac’s face darkened at the sight of Mandy. Then, he squeezed out a smile on his face, took a step forward, and said, “Miss Una, you really can’t touch this person. He’s a Dragon Warrior under the command of Supreme Williams. I’ve been ordered by Mr. Santos to bring him out safely.” To his surprise, this arrogant Mandy Una cocked her head, looked at Mac disdainfully, and said, “Supreme Williams? So what? He’s a man wanted by the Nonagon. Does a small supreme dare to fight the Nonagon?”

"There is someone who helps me. He is Mr. Fernandes." Diana followed where George pointed, and it turned out to be directed at the man currently driving their ship. "Thank you Mr. Fernandes for your help," George said earnestly. Fernandes, the man who also knew the murderer of Alpha Stevan's father, bowed respectfully when he saw Diana. All the information George had gotten, including everything about Pack Delonix, had come from that man. He was a former Pack Delonix member who had escaped on the day Alpha Stevan's father was shot. He was the only witness who clearly saw the incident.

I’m a pipsqueak compared to him, a featherweight for God’s sake; I am going to die at his hands! But I couldn’t say a damn thing to my mother because I know she had something to do with this. Not only that, but she forbade me from going to the gym to fight, instead she kept me locked up in our home gym to train. The director of the fight committee and owner of this gym is Creed’s Delta and known to be heartless when it comes to placing fights.

For someone like Amaria -who isn't a mage like Teresa and Dove nor a mana using swordsman like Elex - she wouldn't stand a chance with a Horc, boost or no boost. The Horc opened its bloodshot eyes and gazed directly at Amaria making eye contact with her. Amaria gulped as she felt the intense bloodlust aura coming from the Horc. It roared hysterically and charged toward her. The mysterious figure snapped his fingers and Amaria fell to the ground.

Her schedule was grueling, and the only thing that gave me comfort was knowing she actually enjoyed the work, or at least the end result. "How are you? How is it there?" "Okay," I said. It's a really nice property, actually. His family has an estate here, or I guess it's his now." "Did you meet his brothers?" "Just the one. Damon. He wants to become a priest!" "A priest?" "I know, I was shocked too. I mean, this is the Armando family. The only legitimate thing about them was the winery that's been destroyed. It's no secret who their father was, what he did."

I mumbled. “I know.” He admitted. “But things are changing slowly. One of my main responsibilities is to hold the family together, and for many people that means keeping the traditional rules. If I overturned everything all of a sudden, they would want to remove me. And I am a Rivera, only Riveras can be the Don.” “It’s not like you’re very progressive yourself.” I commented. “I’m learning, Bella.” "Who are you?" I asked, suspiciously. "Mariano Lionelli Montefiore Rivera. Google it, Bella." He said without blinking.