Garcia Heneral Luna Novels & Stories

Jonathan, Mr. Theodore, Mr. Jeremiah, Mr. Nicholas, Mr. Maverick, Mr. Santiago, Mr. Leonardo, Miss. Scarlett, Miss. Victoria, Miss. Penelope, Miss. Savannah, Miss. Brooklyn, Miss. Samantha, Miss. Zosia and the Chief of Staff, Miss Caroline knew very well that what he saw was real not hallucination but they kept quiet because they felt that Mayor Bennard Garcia have to accept the News his own way without anybody

"Seth, you are a bearer of bad news and I still don't believe you. Freya can't even hurt a fly let alone kill a human. So please spare me this nonsense." "But, Alpha," he says but I raise my hands halfway to stop him as I dismiss him. Gabriel was waiting in my room when I got there."Where have you been? There is a big problem. Luna has been arrested and imprisoned for killing her maid." There is panic in his voice.

He remembered the couple who took him in, their kindness, how they had changed his fate, and now he was driving an expensive car. He lives in a city of his own. All of that was because of Caroline. And it's true that Hacienda Escobar belongs to Alexa's ancestors. Is it really wrong for him to own it now, instead of being the only legitimate grandson of the late Don Renato Escobar? But no one dared say he was a thief or a usurper. People were delighted that he replaced Geronimo because, like a natural haciendero, he made the lives of his people prosperous and better.

I pushed myself up from the chair, my legs protesting as they dragged along the floor. “So, if Gray is a Gomez, it would make sense why things went down at the DeLuna,” Frederick said, backing away from me. His anger was evident in his intense gaze. “The Gomez family are professional assassins. Luca got a job with a mob family in the Americas, working as beta under Claudius Gomez. I was just trying to reach your mom.”

Korea, Seoul " Hmmm, how about this one, maybe my son Gerald would like this " Arcela mumbled as she was busy picking some leather jacket. Arcela Itopia, the packs Luna of Lycans, the wife of Stark and the mother of Gerald. She's one of the most cunning female human Lycans in the whole city of New York. Everyone kneeled before her and they were scared to fight against her because she's more vicious and cruel than anyone else.

Seated around a table were the military commanders of the five Border Nations. Since the commander-in-chief of Koron, General Garna Chava, had passed away, Koron had sent another general in his place to attend the meeting. The two other generals who had orchestrated Liam's assassination alongside Koron were also seated amongst the five representatives. The sole two innocent parties appeared calm and unfazed, whereas the three masterminds were beyond outraged at the mayhem that Liam had wreaked on their country's borders.

They both glanced around and I could feel through Alex that there was some worry around this Lorenzo person’s arrival. “What is it?” I asked, looking between Alex and Garcia. “There are just some…” Alex started. “Questions.” Garcia finished for him, “Surrounding the Italy Alpha’s new Luna.” “Worrisome questions based on your faces and emotions,” I told them both flatly. They exchanged a glance and Garcia looked at me. “Touche, Luna. Yes, there are some concerns, my sister was there recently and came back with more questions than answers for us,” Garcia told me.

"A cursed lineage taking over from a cursed man. It fits perfectly, doesn’t it?" Thorne’s eyes met mine, and sympathy and caution meshed into his stare. “What do we do, Alpha? There’s bound to be unrest and power struggles. And with her...” “The Luna of Death,” I murmured. The title hung heavy in the air, chilling the room with its implications. “We need to tread carefully, Thorne. She’s a living weapon, destructive and unpredictable.” Thorne nodded, understanding the unspoken complexities. “Do you want to reach out? Offer some kind of truce or—”

He carefully looks over the table full of knife and tools of torture. “Now tell me Frank. Who are these men?” Frank looks at Veronica and hesitates for only a moment looking at the men. When his eyes settle on the man in the middle his face pales. “This is Diego Gonzalez and that is Mike Garcia. They are both simple foot soldiers. This one in the middle…he is Julius Molina. He is the cousin of El Jefe.” “How will El Jefe feel about his cousin dying here today?” “El Jefe is an understanding man and if it is deserved he will not question it.”

My inner circle sat around the table and each one had been carefully chosen for this moment. Marcus, my Beta, stood first. "Luna Ava, it is an honor." The title made her flinch but she accepted his outstretched hand with grace. One by one, my most trusted wolves greeted her with genuine warmth. Sarah, my head enforcer, smiled broadly. "We have been waiting for someone to finally tame this one. Welcome home." Ava laughed and the sound made my chest tight. "I am not sure anyone could tame Dante." "Maybe not tame," Sarah agreed. "But definitely soften those sharp edges."