Double Punches Santa Rosa Novels & Stories

His other hand lifts again, about to strike— I move. Before his hand makes contact, I shoot forward with inhuman speed, grabbing his wrist in a death grip. His arm jerks back violently, his beady eyes widening in shock. “The hell—?” I don’t give him time to finish. My fist collides with his face with a sickening crack, sending him flying backward. He crashes onto a table, flipping it over, sending drinks and poker chips scattering across the floor. Gasps fill the room. The bartender ducks. Chairs screech against the floor as people scramble away.

The days blurred together after that. Morning began with insults. Lunch came only if the cook took pity. Nights ended with bruises, sometimes words, sometimes worse. The Santon estate had always been a battlefield for Arla-Rosa, but this time, she wasn’t just surviving for herself. She was surviving for the fragile lives growing inside her. The doctor had told her that she had detected two heartbeats. Arla-Rosa was most likely carrying twins.

But still. Rose rolled her eyes before finally saying ok to him, and started her way down the stairs while Dante fist bumped the air in happiness. He wouldn't miss any chance to be close to his angel. They both were now in the gym, standing on fighting ring, and circling each other, waiting for the opponent to make the first move. Getting tired of waiting, Rose finally launched at Dante, giving him a perfect punch. But Dante dodged it easily. Rose was shocked as her move was fast. Heck it is always so quick, no one has ever dodged her punch. Except for one. And that one person was now standing behind her.

But not from Sanchez. Sergio. A perfect shot. Sanchez staggered, clutching his shoulder. Dino lunged. He crashed into Sanchez, sending them both to the floor. Years of rage, pain, and loss fueled his fists. A hard punch. Another. Sanchez gasped, blood pooling from his nose. Dino grabbed him by the collar. “You took everything from me.” Sanchez wheezed. “And I’d do it again.” Dino raised his fist but stopped.

Goosebumps crawled up everyone’s skin. They turned to see the owner of the attractive voice, they weren’t disappointed by the sight they saw. Ruben donned a dark gray suit with his hair smoothly slicked back, exposing his handsome forehand. He looked clean but his foxy eyes emitted thick blood lust. The twins wore a pair of comfortable black joggers set, standing by both sides of Ruben while Alpha’s complete white outfit gave one the impression of an angel descended on earth. “R-Ruben!” Tess called in a wobbly voice, thick with emotions. Her eyes trailed down to the twins whose eyes were brimming with tears. They let go of Ruben’s hands and ran forward to hug Tess, their movements in sync.

she said, her voice sharp. I stared at her for a moment, then smiled. “Nothing,” I said. “Just admiring the view.” Her lips twitched, but she didn’t have time to respond. Gunfire rang out again. We moved together, clearing the house, hunting the last of themm Santiago Perez, the man Russo had sent running, was the last one left. He tried to run. Rosa put a bullet in his leg before he could make it three steps. He screamed, crashing to the floor, blood pooling beneath him.

She replied with a smile as she watched Philip leave the studio to answer a call. Dana had settled well in California within the short period that they had arrived. She turned on the T.V and watched the crisis going on in America and then it got to a certain point where she heard about the CRUZ company, owned by Maria and Manuel Cruz. The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement.

Cylo continued to move quickly, inflicting further injuries on the Blood mafia with his twin knives. “I will finish you off until there is nothing left!” Ivo, in another area, continued to run while randomly attacking the Blood mafia with his knife. The chaos intensified until finally, a large man with three earrings in his left ear became angry. He immediately entered the crowd, and with a quick movement, he punched Ivo hard in the stomach. Punch! “Arrggghh!” Ivo screamed in pain from this sudden attack and finally fell to the ground.

I was just in case my fiancée was going to spend the night here, well that was a thought before she saw me carrying him out of the party. "Do you have more problems?" My backside is pressed against the edge of the pantry as I sip the contents of the still hot cup without sugar, I need pure caffeine right now to realize that this isn't a dream. "Didn't you refuse? Really hard to get booked for your night." He always makes excuses. I still remember him refusal very well. He said, "I don't turn," even though he accepted stabbing and being stabbed, just like last night. And I lunged at him once again here. Dropping the cup so that it shatters along with the can he was holding.

she pleased once more "Santo is gonna be watching through the clubs cameras, He's gonna see you in a heartbeat," Rosa said "I really can't risk it, and I can't risk you getting hurt" "He won't. I'll wear one of those costumes you have, and if he still does, I'll take all the blame. He'll shoot me instead," Sunny said "and I'll stay out of danger" "Like that's ever gonna happen," Rosa whispered, but sunny heard it. "fine" she sighed