Christian Marie Serratos Novels & Stories

she laughed. “But I loved you, I did everything you wanted, I even fought my father for you…you were the lady with Allen in the club,” I cried. “How could you?” “I am sorry…” she said, her voice dripping in mockery. “I was ahead of you, did you think that you could dump me after giving you a son?” Allen moved the phone away. “Mike, I really wanted you to see me take over The Rodriguez's group, but Maria is just being a bitch right now…and you are not cooperating, I can't let you destroy all my years of efforts…Goodnight Mike,” he said cutting the call.

Patrisse just nodded here, you could see the nervousness on her face. He let his secretary out the door first. “Is that all I’m going to do there, Sir? Who is Armando Zamora?” she asked as they walked towards the parking lot where they were waiting with Dorita who was a gay, dangerous one and you would never want to fight because of hiz strength. “I will tell you later, hurry up. Someone is looking after us! ‘Don’t pretend you know he complied and was looking at us, did you?’ Patrisse nodded and hurried to walk.

Alpha Nicholas As if today hadn't already been a mind fuck enough the moment I saw Harriot waiting outside of my office door with the look that she had on her face I just knew that things were about to get so much worse. I swear to every high power out there that the moon goddess has personally been out to test me lately.

he asked, his gaze flickering past me, likely catching sight of Bridgette. I hesitated for a moment before stepping aside. Whatever this was, it wasn’t a conversation for the hallway. Bridgette stood as he entered, her hand instinctively resting on her belly. “Who’s this?” she asked, her voice steady but wary. “Alonso Serrano,” I said, keeping my eyes on him. “A name you might recognize from past headlines.” “The man who tried to strong-arm Martinez Corp. into selling?” Bridgette’s tone was ice.

“Dear Matriarch Alessandra, It is a great honor to be invited to your wedding. I look forward to being a part of this memorable day. Sincerely, Lloyd Austin Secretary of Defense.” “Dear Matriarch Alessandra, Thank you for including me in your wedding celebrations. I am excited to attend and wish you all the best for your big day. Best regards, Elon Musk CEO of Tesla, Inc.” “Dear Matriarch Alessandra, I am honored by your invitation and look forward to attending your wedding on June 7, 2024. Wishing you joy and happiness. Sincerely, Kathy Hochul

Santino lets go of me too and sits back on his seat, he looks out at the vast land they own. “ You are dismissed,” his voice is cold. The maniac I saw a few seconds ago is gone. “ Like hell I am, you two think you can boss me around!” I yell. His eyes turn and they have that slit that I saw in Maximo’s eyes. “ Dont tempt me Samantha, I am usually calm and I would hate to let my temper run wild on you cause you will end up dead.” His voice sends warning chills down my spine and I run out of there like my life depends on it.

“Your people may not recognize her as their Queen if there's no coronation. Are you ready for that, Luna?” I nodded, “Yes, I am.” I was relieved that things were settled and that Seraphina would finally leave. Clinton brought up his issues with Alpha Carlos and the latter was warned not to cause trouble again, which I knew he would do again if the looks he threw Clinton's way was anything to go by. Once the meeting was over, we filled into the car and drove back to the packhouse. By the time we arrived and were in our room, Clinton told me that she had left.

But i still picked the call anyways. "Hi, please are you by anyways, Miss Selene Woods?" - A feminine voice came from the other end, soft, polite and yet, straight to the point. "Yes, i am she!!. How may i be of help to you?" - I replied in a wary tone. "Great!!. My name is Anne Moreau, i'm a manager at Livelia entertainment and also a friend of the professor." - She introduced herself briefly, her tone filled with strict professionalism. " Oh..." - I gasped.

He was the strongest of them all, the one who had the final word. “We will only answer two more questions from approved outlets,” Stephanie stepped in suddenly, speaking into her microphone without coming any closer to the podium. The frustration on their faces was obvious, along with their hunger for gossip, but one look at Lorenzo’s murderous expression told them it was two questions or nothing. “Patriarch Greco, can we confirm, then, that Mrs. Victoria Greco is officially the Luna of Diamond Fortress?” one of the assigned journalists asked. “You can confirm it. The official ceremony will be held soon and broadcast throughout the country. Victoria Greco will be named my official mate, and

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.”