Blackie Escobar Novels & Stories

Daniel and Eric prepare to fight for their Luna if Zander loses control. Ashleigh steps out of the car. It's a wonder she isn't scared of her mate. Instead, she drops to her knees, being at eye level with him even though he is still almost her height and rests her head against his snout. He's a scary, furious-looking Alpha who just wants to burn the world down.

Decorating the thick muscle across his torso, are heart wrenching scars striking across his chest to his stomach. I hardly noticed his lack of clothes, with the towel wrapped around his hips. My eyes were glued only to the scars, that didn't make sense in my mind. This is the Alpha of Love we are talking about. A male of peace and perfection. He isn't supposed to be plagued with scars like this. Malik is staring straight up at me, as I raise my gaze back up. Behind the blazing aqua blue of his irises, is something painfully vulnerable. The air between us is suddenly sucked up by tension.

What the hell did I just say? I turn sharply to him. "You're an Escarrá?" He cocks a brow at me, small smile on his lips. "Yes, that isn't a problem, is it?" "No, of course not." of course yes! I look at the document and back at him. My memories coming back to me. His face in the news. The tabloids. The gossip columns. The Forbes list. Deimos Escarrá, Billionaire Mogul and former big shot Lawyer.

do it instead of asking me to come here", I murmured. "From the little I knew about Alpha Jay, he always had a reason for doing things. I ran outside in a bid to catch up with him. He was about to enter his car, when I stopped him, "What's wrong Jay?". And immediately, he broke down into tears, I have never seen Alpha Jay in tears, whatever that's happening, has affected him. "What's it Jay, speak up", I said as I gave him a pat on his back. He wiped off his tears and said to me in a teary voice, "Can we go in?". "Sure", I said leading the way. We walked back to the living room and he say down, "Check out what I sent to you", he said. Without wasting time, I went online on W******p and clic

I wanted him to get into action immediately. “A moment please. I need to quickly sort out something,” Escobar pleaded with me. For over 3 minutes, he narrowed his gaze around his office as though he were searching for something. “Doctor Escobar!” I screamed with the loudest voice to the extent that I nearly destroyed my vocal cords. “Right now,” Escobar rushed outside as we ran to Cyril's war to satisfy his curiosity. “Oh, my world! What the heck is happening here?” Escobar exclaimed in shock the moment he found another patient in the world.

'Business is business,' Don Marco said. "Ah! My favorite son came!" Marco's jolly voice echoed inside that room as soon as Rome opened the door. He was an Italian man, roughly around seventy. His eyes were gray, and so was his hair. Between his fingers was a stick of his good old tobacco, Columbian. His other hand was steadily resting above his expensive jewelled cane, brought to him, of course, by their hidden family business, trafficking people and drugs. Escobar, the lawyer, was motionlessly looking out of the window at that time. Rome could only imagine what had already happened. There was a dried bloodstain on Escobar's expensive collar, and his nose looked a little misaligned than when

She looked like a very cheerful person with a happy life. She also worried about her mom and her co-workers and then a man named Gabriel Micheal. She wondered if the cops were looking for her. She held his gaze and the hate he felt for her felt hazy because the scent of her blood was all around him. "Who are you?" She managed to get out of her chapped lips. "Your Master" he replied watching the emotions dancing across her face. Her mind was racing with different thoughts. Most of which ended with him being a psychopath who had a fetish for blood drinking. She wondered if she would be dead before they discovered her missing.

Maximo beard Alessio saying to his wife as they departed, finally. Now after they drove away the man let out a sigh. He stood still for a very long time then nodded. Now he isn't the Italian Mafia Boss but some Normal guy in Texas. He will live quietly from now on, he thought and he will be able to forget completely about Iris Saint.

"I will be joining the pack relocation," I said with a shaky voice to the person on the phone. I felt like a cold bucket of water had been dumped on me. On a relatively hot night, I shivered slightly. What is all this? Alex's laptop was filled with pictures of a young female wolf, Elsa, his first love. In some of these pictures, he smiled at the camera. I went through picture after picture, and I could not breathe. "What about your bonding ceremony with Alex in a few days? Are you not supposed to become his mate?" The person on the phone asked.

It was from Skeeter. “U back in the biz?” She smiled and typed, “Still working my case. How ya been?” The reply came quickly. “I miss all the trouble u used 2 get me n2.” She typed, “He he! U r 2 nice. Get anything on that number?” “Cadillac Escalade reg’d 2 Dane Bonner, Charleston, SC.” “U look for anything else on him?” “Blank—like he don’t exist.” “Thanks. IOU. CU later. J”