Jared Salvador Novels & Stories

"I totally agree with Elder Thunga." A voice said and all eyes turned to him. It was Salutary Jimoh, the head salutary Jared had imprisoned for no reason. He had been released after the Night Scars pack took over, so of course, he supported Alpha Velvet and Aiden. Why wouldn't he?

Sometimes it annoyed her how he could think faster than normal humans. Javier Summers was a dangerous man. He was as difficult to handle as a wild puma: savage, unpredictable, and predatory. He worked hard and played hard. He was thirty-two years old, in the prime of life, and had the well-earned reputation of being a genius in the entertainment field. Other than that, he used his undoubted sex appeal mercilessly. His name had been coupled with a succession of stars. A new star or artist often got free publicity simply by being photographed with him coming out of a nightclub. He showed no signs of settling down and getting married and none of his affairs had ever appeared serious nor lasted

he said as he cried out in pain as he leaned on the table. "Are you fucken bipolar?" Hector asked. "No. It's the real Jared trying to break through. Maliyla's light must have allowed this. It won't last long." Evangeline exclaimed. "Who is looking for her?" I asked. Jared's face contorted in anguish as he looked up. "Adam, Markus, and Vincent are coming," he replied, lowering his gaze. "Jared?" Alessia gently called him. "Alessia, forgive me. Save me! Kill me!" Jared said before a dark cloud formed around him, and he disappeared.

My hands started to shake and when I flipped the next picture, I was met with horror. There a picture of Xavier as he was, as an adult with his full name but it wasn’t Xavier that was written there. SALVADOR MICHEAL, SON OF ALPHA MICHEAL OF THE SILVERMOON PACK There was no way. Right? Salvador died years ago. I saw him fall. There was no way Xavier was him. if not why did he have to lie about his name? I stood there, the papers falling from my hand. I was confused, horrified that not only could he have lied to me, he deliberately made me suffer. But that would make sense right?

My mother was bleeding… I remembered the broken shelves and the words she just told me recently. Before I knew it, I started fighting Cassandra in the air. “Enough!” Damon yelled and struck her on the arm. Cassandra dropped to the floor, coughing. Damon rushed to Scarlett first and looked straight at her wound. “It’s not silver. She will heal.” Then he turned to me. He tapped my shoulders gently, bringing me back from that edge. “Annie, breathe. I’ve got you.” The anger left my body for a while. I hurried to my mother to hold her and make sure she was safe and doing well. Then, she smiled slightly at me. “I’m fine, my girl. Go and finish this.

He was kicked, giving a heavy blow and it continued while Rodrigo watched. Jared was weak and fragile before coming to see Rodrigo. He hadn't eaten for days but gathered up the remaining strength in him to come find Rodrigo so that he can save his sister. Jared held his stomach and started coughing out blood. He was bleeding and his lips were wounded but he still held on, stretching a hand to Rodrigo for help but the latter just stood aloof and watched on. When the last kick landed on his left eye, Jared couldn't hold on anymore, he passed out. Seeing his orders Carried out as completely as he wanted, Rodrigo ordered that he be dumped in some random hospital when Joel walked in.

Still, despite these minor signs of his aging, he took comfort in the notion that he had a few more years of relative health ahead of him. Salvador's life, now quiet and solitary, was a far cry from the days when his name had echoed in the halls of government buildings. He lived alone in a spacious, elegant home, a reminder of his former stature. His wife, Catalina, had passed many years ago, leaving him to raise their only son, Ismael, alone. Now, Ismael had long since left the country, seeking his own path in America with his daughter, Celeste, who had grown into a stunning and accomplished young woman.

Joey felt that Javier would not dare do that and she did not think he would win this bet either. Who was Jared? He was the heir of North-Griffin Inc! Cold, hard reality proved her wrong in an instant. Jared sprang up with a look of shock on his face. “What? My 22.5-million-dollar investment went down the drain?!” Joey could not hear what the man on the other end of the line said, but she could see Jared’s expression and hear what he said. She simply thought that Javier might have just gotten lucky.

Your efforts have finally paid off! [Murray and Craig have both publicly professed their love for you on social media. Is the wedding coming up soon?] Harper and I frowned. Marriage was no small matter for mafia heirs. Wedding dates and especially the identities of the spouses were never announced publicly until everything was settled internally. I immediately took out my phone and searched for Murray’s social media profile. Only then did I see that his profile picture and cover photo had both been changed to photos of me. His pinned post read:

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