Novel & Cerita Armand Mondragon

“This is Jasper Denis. My most skilled warrior. He will show you around the pack today.” “Okay,” I muttered when he gestured to Jasper to leave us alone. Once the door was closed behind us, Beta Rodriguez got up from his place and walked towards me. “Call me Andres when we are not alone,” he said, and I nodded my head. I thought he would walk back to his place, but he surprised me as he lightly traced my cheek while I stood as still as a statue. Various emotions swirled in his eyes when he quickly pulled back and turned around.

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

Mario said in frustration which surprised Emiliano and Angelo "Ramon is dead?" It was Emiliano who asked and Mario nodded. Ramon was some powerful drug dealer based in Italy. Apparently Ramon was an old man with an ambition to rise to the top and gain billions and to achieve that he had some extra help to make dirty fast cash and that was being an underground drug dealer and Armando's number one enemy but if he died then his beloved son was to take up the business and of what he heard Ramon's son was twice as shrewd as his father

"I don't know, really. Eric and Papa were the only ones who knew about his plans. Well, mama also knew about it, but she really just let those two plan everything." So, Armand Vergara was really serious about it. He is the known congressman who is always offered to run for president and most of the time, Armand refuses it. But this time, he finally decided to do it. That's why he's not surprised that Armand Vergara's rivals are hot-headed toward him. Half of the Filipinos have already given him their votes.

Pepper is dragon and incredibly special. I'm lying in the grass and daydreaming because that's what lazy father dragons do for about three minutes each day. I'm imagining the portrait of Jewel and Pepper that now hangs in our great room. Mikael drew it. He barely survived Drakon's attack and his injuries keep him from a fulltime job. He has become our resident artist because he's surprisingly good. He lost most of the fingers on his left hand, but it doesn't keep him from producing amazing portraits that are now sprinkled around our castles.

Observing Ronald from her position, Boma's heart clenched with an unsettling mix of apprehension and yearning. She understood the magnitude of his impact on Donovan's personality and behavior. Her silent wish lingered in the air—a hope that Donovan would realize his true self, liberated from the domineering traits ingrained by his grandfather's guidance. Ronald's presence at the ceremony served as a stark reminder of the formidable force that had shaped Donovan's character. Boma, caught between love for Donovan and an earnest desire for a different future, silently prayed for a transformative realization that might liberate Donovan from the grip of his grandfather's influence, allowing their

"Today I thank you for all the guests who came all the way here to attend my coronation ceremony. I once again sincerely thank you as the head of the Long family." "Is he Long Hu? The storm dragon? Doesn't look amazing at all teacher." "Hahaha, you're wrong! It's because he's like this that makes him unexpected." Said a white-bearded old man with his hand holding a wooden stick.

Aranjo put on his ears and after a calm state, Aranjo opened the window curtain of the stretcher. However, before he had time to open the curtain, the large curtain that was in front of him was roughly opened. A soldier in a suit of armor full of blood stared at him. The Warrior was not from the Danzou Kingdom, so Aranjo retreated his body. That means they were defeated by the enemy. The soldier looked at him with such passion that even the soldier seemed to swallow. Aranjo knows clearly the beauty and the beauty of his body that makes every eye stare in awe of him.

“Watching her son lose control again. Watching her perfect order crumble. And capturing Lia, stopping her from being able to control that beast… well, it is only going to help me with this game.” “And Dominic?” Blake asked. “You do realize that our initial enemy, and the man that aims to break us from the inside is Dominic, and he will stand by Marcel.” My smile widened. “That is exactly what I want… when he tries to stop Marcel,” I said softly, “when he reminds him of duty and restraint… he’ll die too. Marcel wouldn’t know what hit him as he kills his friend, which would end up casting the excommunication order.” Blake inhaled sharply.

He does not want his money, he wants you and as he is a multi-billionaire that ten million is nothing to him unfortunately for you he will stop at nothing to take what he feels is his property. Trina stared at the Police Commander in horror, ‘Who, who, is this man?’ She stuttered trying not to show her fear she lifted her chin and bit her lip and the desire to press his lips to hers and suck that lip into his mouth sent electricity straight to his cock. ‘His name is Miguel Armando, he is the Grand Don of the Mexican Cartel and he has had dealings with your Caleb in the past and lost out. Your man is clever and outwitted him on more than one occasion and the last time he did five years in a C