Gio Ramos Novels & Stories

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

I asked, stopping him and Ezra shook his head. “You grandmother was an omega that I did not accept. Much like Diego, I chose to hide my mating bond. But I had different reasons. Diego did it for power, maybe lust, but what he has with Renata is not what I can call love. The woman has an obsession, maybe, but the man doesn’t love her the way that she loves him. And the purity that he sees in you, the way that he looks at you is not the one that he looks at her.” Mario said, and I looked down at my lap. The man sat beside me, and I wrapped my arm around myself. “I am going to tell you something that I wished someone told me when I was your age.”

he said flatly, lifting a glass of whiskey to his mouth. Ice clinked as his fingers shifted. I couldn’t help noticing the small, bleeding cuts across his knuckles... and remembering what that man’s face looked like afterward. Goddess, Lorenzo was a sexy brute. “That’s me… Victoria Bian… Greco” I answered, standing there like I was in an interview. “About last night…” “The first time, you didn’t think the Greco family was worthy. You were too ‘precious,’” he cut in coldly, one dark brow lifting.

He took over his father, Nicofero Rivera at the age of eighteen, and now, by twenty four, has expanded the family's territory to half of America. He is considered one of the most capable 'Dons' in Rivera history, rivaled only by Salvatore Rivera of the 1960s. His grandfather. I switched the laptop off when I heard Mariano's steps come toward the room. I knew what I wished to know anyway. He opened the door softly, expecting me to be asleep, but smiled as he took in my state. "Find anything of consequence?" He asked as walked to his closet. I shook my head. "Nope. I didn't even Google. I was just checking my emails." I lied.

Ríos hugged his husband. “That’s the reason I was there! And that young man is Agustin’s boyfriend. And do you know who did it? Gio Robles.” They all froze and Ríos stood up. “Who did you say?” he asked. Ander looked at him. “Gio Robles, one of the board members of the organization and foundation.” Ríos’s eyes widened, and he cursed loudly before slamming the table. “I knew it! So, what happened?”

"Alex, he's yours. I'd like to pull the trigger, so go carefully. I want to know where Fernandez is hiding and how many men he has." Gomez steps forward shirtless. I've seen him work before. He has a way with non-words like no one else I've seen. The man is the psychopath to my sociopath. As much as I want blood, it's a pleasure to watch Gomez do his thing with glove covered fists. Moon and I stand by as he starts striking the man in his chest and gut. Gomez checks him periodically by lifting his head by his hair. He mouths the questions directly into his face because of the blood coming from his ears. "Give me a location, Ramos, and a bullet will be your reward." I give Ramos credit, he hol

Tears stream down Rosie's face and we all watch as she slowly crumbles. "Two. I had two babies." Fuck!

Suddenly, his eyes turned cold, but then he breathed a deep sigh and said, “Wait here.” Then one of them slipped inside the door behind them. The other two just stared at me, smirking like they already knew this wasn’t going to end well. It didn’t take long before the first guy returned, but soon after, I could hear the heavy footsteps echoing down the lobby, and then he stepped out. The man himself — Ramon Gonzales. He had broad shoulders, a scar across his cheek, and eyes that looked like they could see straight through skin to the bone underneath. He was the leader of this operation, and I’d only seen him a couple of times.

I stop to dry when I enter the lodge, my eyes quickly see three things: the priAngela, the rowan boundary has been broken; the second, the sliding entrance is fully open last, the ghost rider we now discover lies sprawled on the ground, his cap resting alone in one corner. After hearing one of my companions bow, I stroll to the compound and enter, crouching close to the rider to get an even more intense look at the massive injury to his head, under which is a developing pool of faint blood. The moment I hear someone hacking, I turn up to see Justo Ramiro lying near the transformer. Roman is the person who drives towards him and picks him up in a solo roll holding him by the shoulders, breaki

I follow behind as he walks inside, he leads me through a garden of lillies and we arrive at a pavilion. I see Ramos sitting on a chair holding a glass of wine with three girls surrounding him. Two sits by his side and the third one playing chess with him. “Boss, someone is here to see you” the guard said. “I don’t want to see anyone, send them away” he said without raising his head. I step forward,“Hi, I am Gigi” He raises his head when he hears my voice. He looks at me with narrowed eyes, he looks me up to down. I roll my eyes, now I know where his guard learnt that from.