Gregorio Maria Araneta Iii Novels & Stories

Aranjo studied hard and tried to grow into an elegant woman. On her birthday, Ara will always come to see her. However, there is no important news of any kind. Until her 20th birthday, Ara tells her that the God of Fire, Vulcan went to see the Jade Emperor and The Emperor, to tell him that it was all his fault and that he would be responsible for marrying her. The Fire God has only recently come to his senses, since he was unconscious when he was with her. However, it was too late, Aranjo had already received the punishment and served it.

He stood up and began to pace about for about an hour, trying hard to find a way to pacify the beautiful innocent Lady. As an Italian Mafia man, his first rule is never to make a woman cry, unnecessarily. He was still thinking hard when ma'am Eda arrived from the market with a wide smile on her face and goods from the truck she took. At last Arlene has to come out to help in taking in the stuffs. She however didn't pay attention at all to maximo Santino and the man feel guilty. The night comes so quick and Maximo didn't wish to eat at all. He only laid in his bed in his lighted room and tries to figure out how next movement.

His heart raced as he docked his yacht and cautiously approached the lifeless figure sprawled on the sand. He had never encountered such a situation before. Cassius Gregorio, a bachelor and owner of Gregorio Corporation, a prominent business conglomerate in the United States, had grown up in the States but often visited the Philippines to see his mother figure and his aunt Arlina, who lived with Mariella in Mindoro. The sun was already high when he found her body.

“Your father would have been too…” “His excellency, Alpha Aguilar Ivanov.” Marcel, one of the servants called. I nodded at him and he smiled before taking a step back, knowing to head back to the harem. Someone had to help Elena with the girls, especially since they were new within the pack and harem.

Andre Moreno Andre is an attractive man. Being the talk of the town, he doesn't let it cloud his head as he had eyes for only one woman, Catalina Diaz who proves to be stubborn and rejected his advances. His six feet two inches frame always towers over her but she never lets it intimidate her. Mariana Mariana is Catalina's cousin who is very envious of her. Being a spoilt brat, she tries to ruin the relationship between Catalina and Andre. Paola

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.”

“This is Jasper Denis. My most skilled warrior. He will show you around the pack today.” “Okay,” I muttered when he gestured to Jasper to leave us alone. Once the door was closed behind us, Beta Rodriguez got up from his place and walked towards me. “Call me Andres when we are not alone,” he said, and I nodded my head. I thought he would walk back to his place, but he surprised me as he lightly traced my cheek while I stood as still as a statue. Various emotions swirled in his eyes when he quickly pulled back and turned around.

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.”

He was the strongest of them all, the one who had the final word. “We will only answer two more questions from approved outlets,” Stephanie stepped in suddenly, speaking into her microphone without coming any closer to the podium. The frustration on their faces was obvious, along with their hunger for gossip, but one look at Lorenzo’s murderous expression told them it was two questions or nothing. “Patriarch Greco, can we confirm, then, that Mrs. Victoria Greco is officially the Luna of Diamond Fortress?” one of the assigned journalists asked. “You can confirm it. The official ceremony will be held soon and broadcast throughout the country. Victoria Greco will be named my official mate, and

A few visitors were scattered around, admiring the art in quiet awe. At the far end of the room stood a man in a suit, clearly waiting for him. Allen recognized him — one of the foreign partners he had been negotiating with. “Mr. Allen,” the man greeted with a polite smile. “Or should I say, Mr chairman.” Allen laughed and shook his hand firmly. “Please, I'm just a simp for the Rodriguez family. The group is just too much for me to carry.” “Yet you are the reason this company is standing,” the man laughed.