Felix Taveras Novels & Stories

Ethan Oliver Harrison's POV The meeting room buzzed with disbelief, voices overlapping loudly enough to make my head hurt. “An American player?” “How is this even allowed?” “He definitely came here to spy on us.” I leaned against the wall with my arms crossed while everyone else complained. Most of them were too busy staring at Carl to notice the second player standing quietly beside him, but I noticed immediately. His name was Felix. One of Ethiopia’s best defenders. Tall, broad shoulders, calm expression, the type of player that made forwards panic before a match even started. My brows slowly furrowed because players like Felix didn’t randomly leave their teams unless something bigger was

But no words came out from his mouth. Felix is happy knowing his plans are falling into place. He makes his first move, and he need to find that b**ch to make another step completely. Soon, he'll no longer worry about the future. But he has to be careful right now. He won't tell anybody. Even his mom. ---- Third person's POV "Lamento decírtelo, pero tengo muchos papeles que hacer, así que no volaré allí." (Sorry to tell you but I have a lot of papers to do so I won't be flying there). Vicente Rodriguez voice on the other line.

Everyone is approaching the ring and we do the same and, pushing and shoving, we manage to get in the front row as many of them are drunk. -WELL! FIRST WE HAVE A TITAN WITH TEN FIGHTS WON AND TWO LOST WILLIAM THE DESTROYER!- he introduces and some boo and others cheer as they watch him climb into the ring. He's almost six feet tall and has a lot of muscle mass so I'm guessing he'll be slower although that's not completely known. He has his hair shaved to one and brown eyes - AND SECOND BUT NOT LESS IMPORTANT WE HAVE A CHAMPION WITH TWENTY FIGHTS WON AND ZERO LOST, THE DEVIL CAMBELL - this time there are very few people booing him and almost everyone cheering him on. As soon as I see him get

He didn't look like he had gotten into an accident. He assumed they were damaged from a fight because he noticed scars on his biceps and naked chest. Trevor shook his head and stared back at the tequila with him. "This will make you feel better than that." The man said, offering him the unlit cigar. Trevor shook his head again and let out an exasperated sigh. He had thought coming to the pub meant no disturbance from anyone, but then, he realised he was wrong. He didn't know what the man bugging him deal was, and he could have shoved him if he was someone his size.

He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table. He pace about for more than five minutes before he finally walk towards the chair he sat on earlier and lowered himself unto it frustratedly. " We can't do this without Maximo Santino's help. He is the right man for the job " " Do you think he would agree on it? " Santana asked with his face twitched in confusion. " I can't be sure. I have never meet this man in person. All I Heard about him was that he is as handsome as he is sadistic and he is on his way here as we speak " Mattia responded stunning his two colleagues again.

“Can I-” “Jade, have you ever heard of Fable?’ Felix cuts her off. “Obviously,” Jade says. “Who hasn’t. They’re-” he stops talking abruptly, adjusts the rearview mirror. “They’re… OMG… you’re…” “Yes, yes,” Alastaire says boredly. “This is Felix Lockhart, world famous rock star and infamous pain in the ass. I’m Alastaire Cassiel-Kensington, People Magazine’s Sexiest Man Alive several years in a row now. I can forgive you for not recognizing Felix, I mean, he’s pretty forgettable, but me? Kitty, where did you find this guy? In a cave or something?”

“Which Manoel Tavares?! It can't be... the ‘Great Undefeated Defender’ Tavares? The one who never lost a case in the Supreme Court?!” At first, driven by the arrogance of Vox Talents, they had completely disregarded the taciturn lawyer Helena had brought with her. They thought he was a cheap rookie, so they didn't even bother to ask his name before trying to intimidate him. Now, with the wounds of the legal massacre still open, the more they thought about it, the more terror settled in their hearts. They had never seen the legendary Manoel Tavares in person—after all, he only dealt with corporate disputes in the billions—but they had long heard about his terrifying method of working behind t

Martha wasn't there, it was a bit awkward at first having to explain who I was but her memory must have been good enough. "Are you the guy supposed to fvck me? Come here sweetie, I'm Teresa." My lip twitched that moment, she wasn't only trying hard to appear sexy, she was older than my grandmother wherever she was. "Yeah. Devin," I replied, avoiding eye contact with her. She readjusted on the king-sized bed, revealing the lingerie she was wearing. Good lord. "I saw this reel and I've been dying to try it out since, do you eat ass?"

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

As if he did not know how many of his company’s deals Felix had deliberately sabotaged while he was away from Mirvania. He was also not used to seeing Felix with his natural hair color. “Compete with you over marriage? No, not my thing. Besides, we don’t share the same taste in women. But honestly, with all the high-society heiresses in our country, you sure picked the right girl.” As Felix said that, his gaze instinctively flickered toward Tanya. Tanya noticed the look in his eyes. Anyone who knew her also knew about the disgrace she had suffered at Kingzillion Casino. Felix’s expression made it clear that he did not take her seriously. He was mocking her.