Daniel Valencia Novels & Stories

Daniel had lost his Mother and Mum had lost her parents because of something like this and I can't fathom losing anyone I loved, especially my mate and Mother. The fresh wind of the surrounding hits me when I step down from the car after Daniel and Liam who was driving. Mum and Hectar along with two of Hectar's men came down from the other vehicle behind us while The third one had Father, Creed and two of Daniel's Men coming from it. Another vehicle joined in just as we were about to step in and Daniel's Father came down from it with two Men I recognized as his trusted Men he always went for his trips with. "Father? You arrived quite earlier than expected." Daniel said heading towards him an

I ask again just to confirm. "Yes" is all he says. "Yes Don" I say with a bow and turn to leave the room but stop when Ales starts to speak "And Vale I mean it when I say I want to see if she breaks" Let's get this shit over with I'm a very busy man. People to kill a pampered princess to pick up and a warm pussy waiting for me to somewhere to fuck. I'm Valentino Vasili age 24 I took over as Alessiano right hand or capo after my dad died last year of cancer.

Dean: “Boss,” Valentina, my club manager said, smiling at me. She was in charge of managing the girls at the club, ensuring that they were both safe and tended to their work the way that I wanted them to. “Valentina,” I said, nodding at her before she nodded at Viktor who smiled. She extended her hand to us, inviting us to sit. We both sat down and she nodded at the bartender to get us drinks. I shook my head at her, currently not in the mood for drinking anything. The last thing that I needed was to give into my anger while drunk.

"I heard of a visitor today...would you mind telling me her name?" "That is confidential information, you should know that." Valeria replied, concentrating on what she was writing. "I really need to confirm something, I am a staff. Am I not?" She asked hoping to get a positive answer. "Her name is Dana Hamilton, and she is from Hamilton's enterprise." Valeria said, "Is that all you want to know, or do you want to bombard me with more questions?" "That is all I want to know...thank you." She said and left the office. Valeria sighed and looked up from her paper. She knew that Dana was Clara's mother because it was very clear from the looks of the woman. Clara looked more like her mother than h

Do not insult me with politeness. Daniel studied her for a moment, then smiled faintly. Your sister is safe. Valerie’s breath caught. Where. That depends. On what. On how tonight proceeds. The assistant froze. Ethan’s voice came through the phone, tight. Valerie do not engage. Valerie did not look away from Daniel. You moved her. Daniel shrugged. I ensured she would not be used as a spectacle. Valerie laughed softly. You ensured she would be used privately. His eyes flickered.

He looked to be around my brother’s age—tall, with sharp hazel eyes. “You’re human?” he asked, surprised after sniffing the air. “How is she your daughter?” he questioned my father. “Her mother was human,” my father answered calmly, as if he had already accepted our fate. “I see.” The man nodded. “Nice to meet you, Serena. I’m Lieutenant Daniel.” I frowned, confused by his politeness. Why was he treating me differently? “Untie them,” I requested. “I will—if you agree to come with me to my kingdom.”

She was surely going to score him. Two Weeks after our enthronement, Daniel hasn't resumed the training yet. He was focusing on the company’s leadership because he couldn't be the trainer and the CEO simultaneously! All works required full attendance, something that was impossible for him. He was either going to be the trainer or the CEO. actually; he had not much of a choice because his father warned him about abandoning his responsibility of being the trainer of the warriors.

“Ah, you used to get along so well when you were younger…” Those days were long gone. Valeria sighed at this sad truth. It wasn’t as if she didn’t like Daniel anymore, but it was different… she was different. Once upon a time, just the mention of his name or the sight of him would be enough to lighten up her world. Daniel, Don Ricardo’s grandson from the States, came only once every year but his visits were a given.

* Caleb's desperate scream echoed in my ears again, louder this time, stripping away the last defenses of my hatred. "Where is he, Daniel?" I asked, my voice cracking, a sudden, blinding panic piercing through my chest. "Where is Cillian right now?" Daniel looked away, unable to meet my eyes. "He left before I got here, Val. He said his part in the script was finished." "Script?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper, the horror settling deep into my bones. "What script?" "This script, Val. He's leaving," Daniel said, his eyes filled with a heavy, unreadable sorrow. "The entire life script for the past two years..."

I walked with them to the orphanage. “Isn’t this too much?” Angelo asked while tailing me. “It’s just breaking my heart. I want to do this. It’s my willingness,” I told him. After sending the kids to the orphanage, I noticed how Angelo throw weird glances at me. I’m empty handed now but it’s fine. I will just buy the other day. “You are very different,” he suddenly let out a sentence. “Different?” “The Selena I know is not like you,” he said still glancing at me. I can see it through my peripheral view. “I was testing you a while ago but I didn’t change your mind.”