Edsel Sandoval Novels & Stories

“This isn’t over, is it?” Dino exhaled slowly. “No.” His mind was already racing. Alejandro was just one battle. The real war… was with Sanchez. And Sanchez was waiting. --- The SUV sped down the dark highway. Dino’s phone buzzed. A blocked number. He hesitated. Then answered. A familiar, cold voice greeted him. “Dino.” Sanchez. Dino’s blood ran cold. “You made quite a mess tonight.” Silence. Then—a low chuckle. “I hope you enjoyed your victory, hijo.”

She quickly got down from her dad's lap and tried to hide her chocolates behind her back. “I think, my prince,” She yelled, quickly stuffing some chocolates in her mouth and running away from mom. He went inside the house before her mom could catch her from consuming her favorite chocolates. Elena Edwards is the only daughter of Chase Edwards. He is a well-known businessman, running thousands of companies throughout the city and earning more than enough to provide her with everything she wants. She has three overprotective brothers, Noah Edwards, Brandon Edwards, and Eric Edwards. Noah Edwards is a famous Football player who is like a celebrity. Brandon Edwards is a renowned businessman, run

Rhonda, Elisabeth, everyone except Sam. I had planned on spending more time with her by using the twins as an excuse just to win her back. How was I going to achieve that now? Sly Sylvester had beat me to it. It was frustrating having to compete with another man for Sam. Sylvester was a spirit wolf. I was no match for him. I hated myself more. Sam was mine, and I let her go, now I needed to fight for her. I needed to earn her forgiveness and regain her trust while I battled sly Sylvester for her time. It was a mess. One I created all by myself. My heart ached badly. I was the biggest loser.

"Of course I remember. Can we talk?" Eden's request was given a nod to the head by Saraz. The two then headed for the side door of the shelter leading to a tea garden. While Perol first handed out the bread he brought to the children who some had peeked at the door. "How are you, my lady?" Eden asked, as soon as they reached the tea garden. Saraz chuckles. "Just call me Saraz. Moreover ... I was just a legitimate Luna Elden for a day," she recalled how Elden died after their marriage.

A long sigh escapes Sandoval. “I just wanted to warn you,” he says. “I’m tired of seeing people getting hurt just because of their stupidity. I let him go too far once with Pedro, I can’t watch it happen again. Even I have a conscious. So, take it as a friendly advice, or don’t, I don’t care. Just know that he’s planning something, something big to get rid of the girl.” “And not me,” Alejandro cuts him in disbelief. “Well, not you. I am sorry, but he’s never seen you as a threat. He sees you more like his personal… punching bag.”

Subject: *THE TRUTH* I almost delete it. Probably spam. Or press. Or another person with opinions about my destroyed life. But I open it anyway. No text. Just a video file attachment. I d******d it. Press play with the volume low. Security footage. Black and white. Timestamp from yesterday. The location loads: Sandoval Estate, Madrid. A conference room. Mateo entering, looking exhausted. Still moving carefully from his injuries. Isabella already there. With her: an older man I recognize from photos—Carlos Sandoval, out on bail pending trial. And a woman I don’t know. Beautiful. Cold. Victoria Ruiz.

The chilled breeze slowly finds its way inside my office. I was waiting for Francois to finish his work, then he would drive me home for our casual sex rendezvous. My phone buzzed with an incoming call from an unknown number. "Yes, it's Adriana." I let my words hang, for the other person on the other line to continued the conversation. "Sorry yes, this is Alexander Davis. I got your card from Drew. He said to call you and fix me with a date?" Oh, his voice was smooth like butter. It's so rich, deep, and deliciously sexy.

Scarlet pulled Amber into the building. *** On the other hand, Stephen has arrived at Fine's Resto, where Eduardo Sanchez, the person he needs to meet tonight, is waiting. “Stephen Williamson…good evening,” Eduardo said with a smile; he extended his hand to Stephen to shake his hand. "Thank you very much for accepting my invitation," he added. Stephen just nodded, and they sat together. They ordered food before they started talking. "What's with the sudden meetup, Sanchez?" Stephen asked seriously. Eduardo sipped a wine before answering Stephen. "Well, I won't bother you anymore because you don't want to waste your time. I want to see you because I want to tell you that you need to return to

I couldn’t help but glance at the man—Zech’s so-called uncle, Jerick—as I listened to the three of them talk about business. I also caught him glancing at me, accompanied by a smile I couldn’t quite read... but it didn’t seem to mean well. I was introduced to him—Jerick Sandoval—the man who owns several international shipping lines and online shopping platforms. That’s why I don’t understand... why is his surname Sandoval? What’s the reason?

done with women! He jolted back to the present remembering how his brother, Kevin Cervantes, had assured him of getting the best room service in this very hotel and the best accommodation by their hotel manager, Mikaella Sandoval. He had come to L.A on some important business he needed to settle. Seeing her again made him feel the same craving he had for her seven years ago. The one thing that made him want to stay longer was the fact that both Ms Sandoval and her son were on his mind and quite possibly his heart too.