Invincible Real Name Novels & Stories

“The bride you requested.” I hear a low growl rumble of appreciation in Vicente’s chest when he finally sets his eyes on Inessa, and the latter looks as if she’s gazing into the pit of Hell itself. “Her name is Inessa Baranova; she’s from an important BloodCrest family line.” Vicente takes Inessa’s hand, and although there’s no Mate Bond Sighting between them, I can see the predatory look in his eyes when he kisses her hand. “Angelita,” he murmurs in a low timbre, and I can see the goosebumps forming on her skin at the endearment.

Ivan said with shaking voice. Jobel bent down and let out a deep breath. He raised his right hand and wiped the tear from his cheek. When he raised his head again and looked at Ivan again. He's usual cold and unapproachable look, displays in his face. Together with bitter and painful smile, he opened his mouth and said. "Mr. Prowells, you probably already know the truth about Daveryl Ortega's new persona. The real Daveryl died and now, Ricky Sebastian owns his body. You already know that right?" Jobel said with cold and deep voice.

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

I told him, still clinging to my anger. "You want to know about us." He gave me his half-crooked grin. "I'm the Lord of these people." He motioned with his chin at my back. I don't need to whirl and see that all are from high society. "I'm not just a billionaire but we trio, Ivan and Marcus, we are invincible. It won't take me less than a second to make your body disappear and no one will ever say your name." His features are schooled. I clasped my shivering hands and pulled myself back. My back hit the railing stopping my further moment. "Are you trying to frighten me?" I asked in my cracked tone, not wanting to match his gaze.

My dad, on the other hand, was a beast in his own right. This is the irony of my life, and it’s likely that of Williams’ as well. “So, what does that have to do with us?” William asked again. “Everything has to do with you two. You are the offspring of Jim Patterson and Nathanial Anderson. Ivanka, Jimothy’s 26-year-old daughter, and you, Nathanial’s 25-year-old homosexual son. Patterson and Anderson; world-famous successful doctors whose hands are considered nothing short of magic, but you two just can't bear them near you, do you?” This caused us to look down.

He said arrogantly as he watched Morgan stop walking. "And the sky I'm standing on might be higher than you! Then look in the mirror first. I told you, you were wrong to choose me as your opponent, Mr Roy Erwin." BA BUMP! The man's heart skipped a beat when Morgan said his real name. Who is the man in front of her right now? How could he know her real name? No one even knows his real name other than the family of his ex-wife who was slaughtered by him. Everyone only knows him as Juan James Ramon as his pseudonym.

“There’s no record of any Lorenzo D’Amaris anywhere. No registration, no pack affiliation, no land ownership, no tax traces, no trade licenses under that name. The file you sent me, the company he claimed to represent? It doesn’t exist either. It’s a ghost registration, created with fake documents two months ago. Yes, everything seems legitimate to the amateur eye, but I am surprised that Maxine didn’t see through it. Everything here is not real.” My fingers tightened on the edge of the desk. Two months. Right around the time Valerie had started her plans for the firm. I tapped the desk twice, chewing the inside of my mouth as I fought to form the right words. “So someone made a new identity

Romnick whispered, "Oh, this man has chosen death." Aiva nodded. "Respect." Adrian ignored them. His eyes remained on Cinthye. "I lied about everything else." That was honest. She appreciated honesty. Today she wanted answers. "Who are you?" The smile wiped off his face. The actor looked away, quietly answered. "My real name isn't Adrian Reyes." Adrian begins. "My name is Adrian Voss." "What?" "We probably heard wrong." Damien's voice came out dangerously calm. Adrian swallowed. "My father was your uncle."

, but in truth, Zayn was still a master fighter and not a real invincibilis fighter. On the other hand, Adam was the official invincibilis fighter and the most powerful man in Murica. For many years, he was reputed to be peerless in the western world! It had been a very long time since they heard about Adam engaging in a fight personally. In their eyes, even if he were to get into a fight, his opponent would have to be another invincibilis fighter! Conversely, his challenger p was just a master fighter, a young man from Rheasia. Frankly, they were extremely shocked by the whole thing.

“Now that we are reunited, you won’t have to fight alone anymore. Your battle is my battle, Angel. I will lay the world to your feet. Now you can have everything.” We were reunited? He clearly wasn’t my dad… so, who the hell was he? “Who are you?” I asked, my gaze studying his face as I tried to recognize the man I felt I’ve seen before. He ran the back of his hand down my check. “I am just like you, Angel. I know pain. For I was damaged, abandoned by the Gods. I was hurt. I was sorrow. I made myself become strength, after everything I’ve survived, I know nothing can break me any longer. I am invincible, and you can be the same.” He leaned down, his lips brushing against my ear and drawing o