Dela Vega Series Novels & Stories

Clarkson Werejonalle Point of View. Between the mortal and non -mortal worlds I fall in loved on someone so much, it was too deep and hard to control. She was Luna Dela Vega, the only woman I ever dreamed of being mine. She was the one I only want to be my mate on the future. I imagined her beside me while I am already an Alpha of our Golderine Kingdom. But fate was not easy and kind to us, it was too playful, destiny seems like no mercy for our situation not to be that complicated and tearful, because I knew how much she hated those like us, I felt er anger to those Werewolves packs , because my kindred killed his grandfather and beloved father, because of someone like us, she became an orp

She shouldn’t involve him in her problems, but they made sure to part ways properly. She called Ricky while still in the taxi. The investigator answered. “Good morning, Ma’am.” “Good morning, Ricky. Can you check what Baron dela Vega, the grandson of C-Claudio dela Vega, the businessman looks like?” “Baron dela Vega? Isn't he your husband? Wait... I-I remembered something. I'll call you. I need to confirm something. I remembered now. Dad was looking for a dela Vega back then, a grandson of Don Claudio. I was still young, maybe in college. Bye for now.”

Diego stood at the edge of the compound, his heart heavy with the choice he had to make. Carlos Varela's troops were getting closer, and the Rivas Pack's future was very unclear. Diego's mind raced through all the possible results of his next move, and the air was thick with tension. Varela had Sergio Morales in his hands, and there was only one way to get him out. Diego wasn't sure he could make the big sacrifice that would be needed.

Derek was bleeding pride, and he thought Isaac was the only one desperate enough to provide the bandage. Isaac’s pulse hammered against his throat. He couldn't even summon a memory of Derek’s face without Santiago’s shadow eclipsing it. Not after that parking lot kiss. That hadn't been a goodbye; it was a promise of violence and silk. If they had been back at the Vega Grand Hotel Suite, the clothes would have been shredded. He wanted that Alpha. He wanted the controlled fire of Santiago Vega right then, in the dark, with no cameras to witness the wreckage. But the phone had screamed with that woman’s name—Valeria—and Coach Alejandro Ruiz had barked for the pack to board the bus.

“I’m going to let you play the hero card. Someone tried to kill Delfina this morning. We’re on our way to the medical clinic just outside of Beckinsale. Get mom and Carma in the chopper. Carma is distraught. Comfort her.” “What happened to Delfina?” “I believe it may have to do with the Vellucci daughter who keeps tossing my name around like it entitles her to be more than what she is.” “A slut, whore, liar, cheat, airhead, egomaniacal twat?” Furio didn’t miss the way Caprice’s lips twisted as she heard Valente in the quiet of the car.

Now it read “Eclipse.” Marisol wouldn’t be inside a penthouse. I didn’t have to worry about cameras or guards. Just a knock and patience. I called Ezra from my burner. Two rings. He answered softly, cautious. “Ezra. I found names: Marisol Vega, Dahlia Crane, Silas Hayes. I’m looking into Vega first.” He breathed. “I knew that woman had shadows. She left the Wolfe after her twins brother was killed. Word is she vanished. I can ping her alias. Give me few hours or a day .”

Before the lies, the revelations, and the bloodshed. Before everything had turned to dust. The door to the library creaked open, pulling her from her thoughts. She looked up to see Diego standing in the doorway, his expression serious. “You’ve heard, I’m sure,” he said quietly, stepping into the room. “About Vega.” Sophia didn’t have to ask what he meant. Rafael Vega was the last person she had expected to resurface in this tangled mess, and yet the more she thought about it, the clearer it became. There was no one more capable of pulling strings from the shadows than Vega.

“That’s still not enough.” Logan dela Vega: You’re not even going to be there, Lace Lacey dela Vega: Well she didn’t know that until you said it Odell Lumaban: Wait then what are you doing in this chat????? Lacey dela Vega: I just thought it’d be fun. I’m STILL part of the squad you know Jared Ocampo: We’re definitely not a squad Lacey dela Vega: Yes we are. We’re just not the squad GOAL Logan dela Vega: Anyway, it’s too late. We already booked the villa

There are 2 ones were and aggressive but Xavier’s words were clipped and his body language closed off and although the other man smiled here there was an antagonistic quality to his manner stop More than one is ghee street to her but Xavier made no effort to introduce her and she grew increasingly uncomfortable. Then abruptly the man turned to her and stuck out his hand. “Hola, Diego de la Velga. Mucho gusto.” Cara froze. De la Velga? Did she hear them correctly? these 2 were family? Not wanting to appear rude she put her hand in his and said simply ,”Cara Welsh.” Instantly she regretted offering her handful stop the way he gripped her fingers and sent his gaze travelling down her body as if

he teased and Vega rolled her eyes as she walked ahead of him. "Hey don't leave without me, you're breaking my heart," he said as he ran up to catch up with her. ****** Ray stepped out of the place he'd stood to watch vega, his eyes lingering on her retreating figure. He rubbed at his jaw, as he calculated in his head. He hadn't known that Zach Dante was attending the same school as Andrianna and it came as a surprise to see him there, and also clearly in love or getting there with Vega. Everything was starting to look good because he was going to get everything he'd been dying to get his hands on all the while even when it seemed hopeless. It seemed he made a good decision to make to go aft