Del Cano Mga Nobela at Kwento

I asked him Delilah was nothing was a shadow of Eve, with her image like her and her being a human with no superpowers of any kind. “She is Eve!!.” And that was the moment I realized how much he wanted to believe this imposter was his bride and his girl from almost a billion years ago.

It wasn’t long, she heard the sound of a car starting and then it was gone, meaning she was alone in the house. She searched around with her eyes, there was nothing in the room, absolutely nothing that one can use as a weapon, the man was being careful as hell, she wondered what his name was, he probably would be answering a name that match his reputation, just like El Diablo. If he is answering that and from his tone of Spanish, she guessed he must be from Colombia, he didn’t really look like them but his Spanish can’t be something he learnt, it must be his mother’s tongue.

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

Slowly one by one I finish off the remaining four men, making sure the room witnessed the hell f'm capable of and will treat my enemies and those who cross me with. “PLEASE SHOW RESPECT FOR THE HEIR OF THE DE LEONE CRIME FAMILY AND NEW ACTING HEAD OF THE EAT ITAILAN/AMERICAN DE LEONE MAIFA" Vic pauses his speech and comes to my side, taking my hand in his he kisses the back on my now bloody knuckles "DIABLA"

I felt weird interrupting Lan, so I went back out to Mariano. "Landon is…busy, and I can’t find Fell." I told him. "Come," He said, "I'll take you home." Might as well go with him. I was tired and my head was spinning. I nodded. "Thank you." We sat in his card in an awkward silence. I looked out the window, counting the cars that passed us. Mariano was doing something on his phone. Everything was dark, so the light from the phone illuminated his face brightly. He was so pretty. He had the longest lashes. God, I hate when men have long lashes, and I’m stuck here buying falsies. He had a strong jaw and sharp cheekbones. Very pretty, well sculpted, like a statue. He had a beard, so that was pre

About the Author Aura Ruedas Jacinto goes by the pen name, Aura. She is from Toril, Davao City, Philippines and was born in Cotabato. She received her nursing degree from Davao Doctors College in 2009. Last 2019, she was chosen as one of Wattpad’s stars. Right now, she has stories under paid program from different online platforms and is functioning as a freelance editor. She is a nature and animal advocate. An otaku and a sucker of dark fantasy and supernatural tales, she sometimes get bold; probably the reason why she made it to writing.

Carmen never used to like diary books and thought that they were stupid, reminding you of the reality you want to escape from. Tears fell down her cheeks as she was reading it. 'As you are reading this, you perhaps already know that I left or I am on my way to the airport now. My plane flies at 10 pm. I don't honestly know where I am going and why. But always remember that I'll forever support you. We'll talk daily, please don't cry. I miss you already. Happy birthday again.' As she finished, a sound of a car was heard. Carmen rushed to her bedroom's window and stared outside. It was Liam!

"Because I won’t take it easy on you." The crowd erupts into cheers, chanting Anna’s name, their excitement vibrating through the air. Bets are being placed—everyone expects Anna to win. To them, I’m just a human, a nobody. Delilah steps forward, raising her voice over the crowd. "This is a fight-to-the-death match!" The moment she says it, Anna lunges.

Valentino says smoothly, “head of the Las Vegas branch of the Camorra, and his Godson, Carnage. Don, this is my wife, Nooria Delucca.” Don Martinez turns, his dark eyes lighting with interest as they land on me. He offers a slight bow of his head. “Mrs. Delucca. A pleasure. I must say, your husband has excellent taste.” I incline my head politely, keeping my voice steady. “It’s an honor to meet you, Don Martinez.” Carnage – which I'm pretty sure is his nickname – snorts a laugh. “I'd never guess the infamous Valentino Delucca got married. I always swore you'll die single "