Hector Dela Cruz Novels & Stories

As beads of sweats trickled on her forehead, Hera read. “Patrick Preston Hemmingworth (January 21, 1986) is a Filipino entrepreneur, media proprietor, investor, and computer engineer. He is the founder and executive chairman (president) of Sagkahan High where he also served as a CEO. With a net worth of almost $200.1 billion as of September 2021, he is either the wealthiest Filipino alive or the second-wealthiest person in the world…”

“She’s got ties to a family in South America. A powerful one.” Dylan’s jaw clenched as he read through the file. “The De La Vega Cartel,” he said, his voice low. “Her real name is Emilia De La Vega.” Scarlet nodded. “Her father is Hector De La Vega. One of the most ruthless cartel leaders in the Western Hemisphere. But for some reason, he's been laying low for years.”

" Konstantin Dmitri visited the western Hall rent last week twice. Afterwards he invited a surgeon into his lair. In his account the amount of $4,976,468,588,568 was deducted for some reason I couldn't pinpoint. Then earlier today he hired a bomb experts. Right now he is in new York, having a light party with some strippers " " Wow. That's a huge money " a lady mutters in the colly room. " The surgeon he had called upon goes by the man Doc Shetty. He is known for performing the most successful face switched and voices. He won an awards last year for being the best on Earth. His demands however is... On the high path " Maximo let out a sigh at this. Now the puzzle has fallen into place for hi

Katerina got up from the couch, shaking her head in both disgust and annoyance as she walked toward the bar. One of the girls walked toward our table, but both Ezra and Diego didn’t pay her a second glance. “They smell like aphrodisiac,” Ezra stated, and Diego shook his head. “Forcing their pleasure out of them. Something that my father has as a profession. It is a shame that he doesn’t see it as wrong and doesn’t have anyone to tell him off, don’t you think?” Diego said, standing up as he looked at the woman, Katerina. “What are you going to do?” I asked, and he looked back at Cosimo. “On my mark, we are going to leave…”

Barely audible. But the words cut through the cold morning air like a blade. “Hello, Mom.” My blood ran cold. Carter looked at me, his eyes wide. “Tell me I didn’t hear that.” Delilah knelt before the grave, her hand brushing over the carved name, reverent. Almost tender. “I’m sorry I didn’t come sooner,” she whispered. “But I’m here now. I’ll finish what you couldn’t. I’ll make them all pay. Starting with her.”

He extended his hand out to Brax. “Brax Lawson, I am Logan Carter. It is nice to meet you.” Brax blinked at him a few times unsure how to react. He extended his hand in return to Logan and shook it. “Logan, may I ask why you have travelled all the way here?” His tone was more normal than I anticipated which confused me after how tense he was with me. “I have come to win Leah’s affections back.” His voice was clear and concise but filled with emotion. “I guess we have an issue there then, don’t we?” Brax’s tone was filled with protection.

Valerie: I frowned as the pilot walked out of the cockpit again, calling for Dante. He shook his head in question, knowing that there was no point in actually him saying anything inside that room alone. All the wolves could hear him anyway, and if it was about me, he knew that being a huntress, though not as strong as theirs, my hearing was sensitive enough to pick up what they said inside that room. “We were given permission to land,” he said, and Dante raised an eyebrow just as Alessandro’s phone rang. “Cartel Donatello delivers his salutations to Mr. Alessandro.”

He spoke in a dangerously calm tone making a shiver run down my spine. "I bet Lucas will be really happy to see you." "He misses you so much. After you left him, he started searching for you day and night. He will be beyond excited to see you. After all, it's been two years." He said smirking. The person laying on the ground was still alive. He was breathing heavily and was begging them to leave him. How can I forget how cruel Lucas and his men are. Especially Kramer. He is a serial killer. He is one of Lucas's trusted men and he can even die for Lucas.

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

and then I remember where I saw him. This guy walked into Creed’s office that one time. My eyes widen in recognition. “Oh! You’re-” “Luka Volkov, Creed’s Beta,” he says, holding out his hand and I shake it. “You’re the girl I saw in Creed’s office, right?” I nod. “Cherie. I fight under the Volkov brand now.” Why I felt the need to tell him that, I’ll never know but the smile that followed made me relax a bit. “I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced.”