Cisco Ramon Dc Comics Novels & Stories

Alpha Damien, the great and prestigious Alpha of the red moon pack and one of the strongest, leading billionaires and businessmen of all time, stood right at the door of the kitchen, from which Courtney had just left. His cold gaze, glazed against the body of that woman and in comprehensive pain followed by rage, overwhelmed him. He wanted to just shred her into pieces. Ariel immediately cringed, knowing absolutely what it felt like to be close to him. It was like death, the hand of death clutching her, clawing at her and choking her. But, instead of it taking her, it toiled with her.

“Robert wasn’t my only family, you know.” Caine was not sure what exactly he was trying to say. “What do you mean?” he asked. Ramon leaned lightly against one of the posts of his tent, tapping his fingers against it. “Well,” he began as he wandered deep into thought. “We had a sister once.” He turned to look back at Caine, who, for a moment, thought he see a flickering sign of a soul beneath his predatory eyes. Caine raised his eyebrows. “Is that right?” he said with interest. “I didn’t know that.”

She stared at Lucian, unable to believe what she was hearing. "Don Ramon Blackwood framed Mr. Lancaster," Lucian continued, his voice gaining strength. "He did it to eliminate competition and gain control over the Lancaster Corporation’s assets. And I…" He hesitated, pain flashing across his face. "I knew about it. I didn’t stop it. And for that, I will never forgive myself." Tears stung the back of Aurora’s eyes, but she refused to let them fall. Not here. Not now. Don Ramon shot to his feet. "You ungrateful—"

Known for his diplomatic skills and extensive network, he was bringing news that could potentially alter their strategies. The sound of approaching vehicles broke Charlotte's reverie. The pack members straightened up, anticipation heightening. The sleek black SUVs, the typical transport for high-ranking wolves, rolled to a stop at the entrance of the compound. The doors opened, and Aunt Caitlyn stepped out, her presence commanding immediate attention. She was tall and regal, her long, silver-streaked hair flowing down her back. Her piercing blue eyes took in the scene before her with a mix of approval and curiosity. Behind her, Daniel Scott emerged, a tall man with an impeccable sense of sty

The Doctor felt a chill run down his spine when he understood the underlying meaning to Damian's words. “I’ll take care of everything.” He bowed respectfully and left immediately.. Once he was gone, Ramon and Cathy returned and it also seems Ramon got hit and Cathy had gone to treat his wounds.. “How is she doing right now?” Cathy asked as she glanced at the door.. “Asleep.” Damian answered with his eyes on Ramon's palm which seem to have been injured.. “Are you okay? Do you wanna have that checked?” Damian asked with a straight face but Ramon simply shook his head..

“Yeah. I mean… as okay as I can be after what I just saw.” I tilted my head. “What do you mean?” He sat down, ran a hand through his hair, and let out a long breath. “I went to see Maddox.” I sat beside him. “The hacker guy you mentioned?” “Yeah. He owed me a favor.” Ramon opened the bag and pulled out a flash drive. “He broke into Richard’s secured server.” My stomach clenched. “And?” “There’s more going on than we thought,” he said. His voice was low now, serious. “Richard isn’t just hiding. He’s running something… big. Something called Project Resurrection.”

And as we arrived the moon was high in the sky, casting an eerie glow on the pack below. We were well received by the people. A forerunner had announced our coming to the pack, a day before we arrived, and they proceeded to make shelter for the warriors. Cassandra and I met with Greenwood's Alpha — Aaron Ramsey, at his chambers. Aaron Ramsey is Cassandra's childhood friend, and I know that she must have imposed him upon the Greenwood pack, and made him their Alpha when she ascended the Alpha throne at Ridgewood pack. And indeed, he turned out to be a valuable and useful ally for Cassandra, a big rock to fall back on, when she's in trouble.

Damian added before walking down the hallway, leaving Ramon all alone with Catty… Once Damian was gone, Ramon helped Cathy to the chair at the waiting area and handed her a tissue. “Stop crying, you look terrible.” Ramon calmly said and cleared his throat.. He couldn't believe he would ever be able to offer anyone Comfort. He felt so awkward as he looked away.. “You don't have to be mean ..” Catty mumbled sadly as she kept staring at the ICU. She couldn't help but feel bad for the couple because they haven't been able to enjoy their Marriage.. “ I don't really know how to comfort people..” Ramon admitted without staring at her but unfortunately for him she was so lost in her thoughts that sh

I quickly glanced at my watch. 05:48. Five hours and forty eight minutes remained. As we climbed up the staircase, I noticed framed photos of Drago Caracas. Ranging from him proudly holding a deer’s head, about to fire at a tiger, and sitting on top of a lion, he seemed to have a passion for overpowering wild animals. One particular photograph enraged me, as Señor Ramirez and Drago Caracas were pictured smiling and shaking hands by the docks of Lower New York Bay. I couldn’t get over the fact that Señor Ramirez was a member of Obsidian. And he hadn’t mentioned it to us. Now he wanted us to steal from the very same organisation he was a member of. He told us that he needed the Golden Leaf for

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, but then he breathed a deep sigh and said, “Wait here.” Then one of them slipped inside the door behind them. The other two just stared at me, smirking like they already knew this wasn’t going to end well. It didn’t take long before the first guy returned, but soon after, I could hear the heavy footsteps echoing down the lobby, and then he stepped out. The man himself — Ramon Gonzales. He had broad shoulders, a scar across his cheek, and eyes that looked like they could see straight through skin to the bone underneath. He was the leader of this operation, and I’d only seen him a couple of times.