Hector Rendon Novels & Stories

"Of course, Mang Dante. Once we fix the hacienda after this storm, we'll drink." "That's the true haciendero in us!" Tibor added. "Even if the storm rages, we rush in because we know our boss rushes in too, no matter the situation." He smiled. This was the only place where he felt real acceptance, where he felt important, skilled, and valued, because from the start, his life had been mired in self-doubt. He never imagined that his life would change forever because of Caroline. How was his real mother now? He hadn’t bothered to check on her since she was taken in by the Escobar couple.

Damon: The envelope was soaked from the rain before I even opened it. And though I deep down I did not want to open it, I knew that I had to. If I did not, there was a lot of mistake and I was not going to risk that. The scout who brought it had nearly collapsed at the edge of our border, bloodied, bruised, and clearly terrified out of his mind. He hadn’t said a word. Just handed me the red-stamped letter like it burned in his hands.

He drags a hand down his face and lets out a long tired breath before he begins. “Hector runs a huge organization. He pîmps girls, sells drûgs, órgans, and all the bad things you can think of. When Paul and I first went to Arizona, we met him there. Paul reconnected with his cousin and complained to Hector how we were finding it difficult. “Hector said he had a job for Paul. Something to give him extra cash. All Paul needed to do was transport some items. Paul didn't know what it was until he reached the delivery point and found out it was drûgs.

To witness me. I stood at the front, beside Alexandro, beneath a giant silver arch twined with white roses and moon blossoms. My hand trembled in his, but he held it firmly—reassuring, unshaken, calm. He looked every bit a king in his white ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and pearl threads. His hair was neatly tied back, his wound hidden beneath layers of fabric and power. He didn't flinch once. Even now, after being stabbed, he stood like nothing could touch him. Miraculously, his wound stopped bleeding and he got a fast healing. 0

“It’s nice seeing you though. Seeing the man you’ve become.” He shook his head. “Not with this scratchy ass beard. Goddess what I would give for a razor. How Ezekiel and Bryan maintain it blows me away. It’s a fucking…” “Flavor saver?” Hector fake gagged. “Don’t say that. It’s disgusting. I don’t need to look anymore manly than I already am. I don’t have a problem in that department.” I laughed and shook my head. “No, no you don’t.” His eyebrows rise and he chuckled. “Is the serum kicking in?”

Antonio came down the stairs followed by Mateo. "Your son is fighting another Alpha as we speak," Rosa explained. "Mateo could you please make some hot drinks." “Are you sure you don’t want anything stronger?” Mateo asked. "Alpha Xander, I presume?" Antonio said and Bella nodded. "He's my mate," Bella said. "Your mate?" Antonio said shocked. "This isn't going to be a repeat of Lia and Haden, is it?" Rosa asked. "I've met Alpha Xander. He's a moral man. He’s also strong but not a match for Leonardo," Antonio replied.

- She asked. - I gave it to Breno and Anya. - Breno and Anya? That money? What are you talking about? – Hector asked. Mandy analyzed Hector and asked me: - You haven't told him the truth yet? - Part of it... Not all of it. - He already knows... That... Is he a father? – She looked at him. - No, grandma, he's not a father. Hector has a vasectomy. She shook her head, looking at me and then at him, repeating the movement for a while.

" No need to provide financially. We have enough. Just give me your contact. When he wakes up, I will give you a call immediately " " Oh " Alessio breath. " Thank you so much Ma'am. So, so much " " Can I ask, what his name is? " " Of course. He is Maximo Santino "

Hector asked, and then we both took our shots. "Is that her real name or?" Hector cut me off before I could finish. "It doesn't matter; don't touch her do you understand," Hector said and requested another round of shots. Hector tried to put fear in me, but the more he told me to stay away from the woman, the more I wanted her. Hector is a six-foot four-inch bull of a man, though, so I thought I would heed what he said. "Ok, stay away from Raven," I said, and at that time, Wade and Connor had arrived.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I