Jaime Reyes Novels & Stories

“You do know, Liam. You just don’t want to say it.” Liam’s jaw tightened. “Don’t start.” “Then tell her the truth,” Damien said quietly. “Tell her what the Reyes family actually does.” My stomach twisted. “What are you talking about?” Liam stopped pacing. His eyes were on me now, the calm in them gone, replaced by a storm of regret. “The Reyes family isn’t what you think, Kayla. It’s not just a name. It’s an organization—powerful, old, and dangerous.”

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

I asked him when I saw his eyes narrow into slits. “Emilia, I don't have to answer your questions. Now you better come back to the pack with me.” he threatened when I shook my head. “I have already found my second mate, Luis. I am not going to throw my one chance of happiness to come and live in that hell hole again.” “Second chance mate? You have got to be kidding me.” he asserted when I shook my head and wrapped my hands around Andres’s biceps. “I am not. I am now Beta Rodriguez’s mate.” I told him when I saw him look at Andres.

I drawled, as though only now remembering, “…that your Beta was injured. Kai, isn’t it? A shame. From what I gathered, he was… loyal. I do hope he recovers. It is a shame to lose such good men, as they are not very easy to find.” Liam stiffened, his nostrils flaring, but he said nothing. He knew I was fishing, knew I wanted to see how deep Kai’s wound cut him. He knew that I was playing this game carefully. I was letting him know that I was keeping an eye out. Only, I was sure to do it from a distance where I knew that he wouldn’t be hearing about ti.

"Magnus Jordan, you're getting the crates into the barn, fast!" Pedro Reyes growled, not even trying to hide his anger at the handsome, well-built physique man. What he was doing here had been a mystery to him ever since he had his first glimpse of the newest protégé of Carlos del Valle. Not only had that, solely by the outward appearance between his compatriots noticed massively, but it was also no secret that he did not have his drug use under control.

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…”

I said, face stern. He chuckled softly, the sound rich and easy. “Mind if I join you? Or are you here to drink alone and curse the universe?” I shrugged. He took that as permission and moved to the stool right beside me. He signaled the bartender for another round for both of us. “I’m Damian Reyes,” he said, extending his hand. His grip was firm but not overpowering. “Real estate development. I saw the UrbanAxis news today. Congratulations.” I narrowed my eyes, eyebrows creased as I dropped the glass back onto the counter.

Jimenez rolled her eyes and said “I don’t like the fact that you are dating a son of an enemy.” “Your enemy is mine…your friend is also my friend,” Manuela shuddered as she played with the spoon in her hand. She was nervous. “But I love him so much. He is not a bad…” “Wait until you see it” Mrs. Jimenez cut her off. She was not buying that story that Luciano was different from the other Reyes. It was impossible. “He has a Reyes blood and a Marquez. The combination is a terrible one. If it was the other son…what was his name? Roberto’s son…”

- Klaus asks his father, never letting go of my hand. Ulric's eyes look down at our joined hands, and only then do I realize it. I immediately pull my hand away, causing Klaus to throw me a sad look. - The handwriting's not from Brady. Furthermore, it is signed “J.”. - So, who's that "J."? Ulric and Klaus look at me, but I have no idea who this “J.” would be.

I turned to see a guy walking towards me, he had a fine look and was of moderate height. "Hi," he said smiling at me. "Hi" I answered as I managed to smile back. "Can I join you for work?" he asked. I just shuddered because, though I was tired and all, I could use a little chitchat. After some time I got to know his name was Jake and a final year student. he said he liked my personality and wondered if we could go out on a date. I was about replying him when I felt someone's hand wrapped around my waist and when I turned to see who it was, it was Damian.