Aventurero Novels & Stories

The room shifts uneasily, the sound of chairs creaking under nervous movements. “The scenario is this,” Vance begins, turning to face us. “You are surrounded by enemies in a foreign territory. You have no allies, no backup, and no escape. One enemy steps forward, offering a temporary truce to help you escape the others. Do you trust them? Or do you eliminate them immediately?” A murmur ripples through the room. Anna raises her hand timidly, her voice quivering. “I-I think I’d trust them. Maybe they genuinely want to help?”

I felt like a deer caught by a hunter…rather a half wolf caught by a hater of wolves. Arnaldo Castillo.

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you."

Sandoval sneered. Ruben pulled the trigger and shot Sandoval in the shoulder. The anger and hatred he felt for the man who used to be his friend surged through him. Five years had passed, and they were once partners in all illegal dealings. Ruben, known to everyone as Marcopollo, was the leader, and Sandoval was his right-hand man. Out of jealousy, Sandoval had taken everything from Ruben, or Marcopollo, who was the king of the underground world.

She kept screaming my name, and I had to run away, but I will save her. The two men were looking very seriously at me, and I knew they were mind-linking with each other. - What's your name, buddy? – my new friend asked me. - My name is Brady. I was the Beta of the pack before they betrayed me. - Welcome to the Rogues' Pack. Accept to be by my side, and soon, we will take revenge on those who did us wrong. We took our wine glasses and toasted with joy. Now, I had enough strength to destroy anyone who came between me and Mary.

Just when I was about to speak the door opened and a weirdo walked into the room, looking all smiley. Who the fuck is this guy? "Hello" he greeted with a mischievous smile. "Who are you?" Leo asked and we both stared at him waiting for his reply. "My name is Matteo, the leader of the venom cartel in New York City" he said calmly. So I don't get, whooever you're man. What do want from us? Shit, I so fucking want to urt it out now. "Well I was informed that there was a shoot out between you and Felix Montego's men..." He paused and glanced at the both of us.

He whispered sleepily into my ear, clinging onto me, our bodies intertwined with one another; it was the most beautiful feeling in the world. The next morning, Alessandro and I packed, ready to go home, and made a quick trip to the warehouse to pay a little visit to you-know-who. "There he is, he's almost dead bless God," Alessandro brought Ivan Out and put him into the chair in his whining state; Ivan was covered in dried blood and tears; he was shivering cold. Perfect! "Today is your lucky day, my friend," Alessandro said, excited for what was about to happen.

Alessandro walked towards the torture bunker while waiting for his enforcer, Romero. He knew the man would be back very soon and the thought that he was coming with a Russian spy made his skin crawl with excitement, he had no idea how she managed to get to Romero but the game has just begun. if they thought he was capo for being this stupid then they need to think again, this man wasn’t someone they could mess with. This man is Alessandro Russo.

a Yutarian Warrior asked the people around him. "I'll go!" A Yutarian Warrior in traditional robes stood up and exclaimed, "The Wilderness Scimitars admire his skills greatly. My name is Rodrigo Vertmen. I look forward to learning from Mr. Ballard."