Jared Salvador Novels & Stories

He licked his lips and spun around disappearing into the crowd of people. “He's the son of the Don of the Black Serpent cartel, our ally. The most dangerous person in the house, try to avoid him, however you can.” Salvador explained. I swallowed and nodded. When he said the word ‘our’ I was reminded that I was part of the Montessori clan. “Was he the one who invited you?” I asked. “His father invited me.” He responded. “The devil has decided to glaze us with his presence today.” Someone said from behind us. Salvador spun around slowly and a much older man than Stephen approached. His face was the only bright one in the room, smiling widely and in a carefree manner.

—murmured. "Why not? It’s his fault. All of it!" Marcus Jr. shouted. The sound of a heavy boot kicked a chair. "Posing as the Red Savior, making the whole Syndicate rush to the wall in the middle of the night like idiots. Carl nearly broke his neck because of this circus. John’s a fraud. A parasite!"

She is pretty much on her own at this point. “I was talking with a friend that lives in California and he told me that his cousin who works for Jade Tech. He was telling me that his friends boss has been helping someone here Savannah look into their family. I guess they have found out a bunch of deeply buried family secrets. He wasn’t able to tell me much since his friend isn’t one of the people working on this.” Bennet says. “Do you know who the founder of Jade Tech is?” I ask.

I spit out. “It is the only way to save them,” he shared. I looked at him, “Save them from what? You? That is a good joke,” I replied sarcastically. “From the research. Let them find their true mates,” he started to say when I cut him off. “So you can steal them away from their mates?” I questioned.

CHAPTER FOUR I know for sure that this plan was not helping me rather it was for them.I remembered that Kate warned me not to tell anybody anything and i foolishly did. I need to get closer so that I can hear what they are talking about. "We can't possibly help everybody."I heard Salvador saying. "Am not leaving my girlfriend anyways."jack said. "Sure I don't care i just want his head in my hands."Salvador says. "We don't even know if he is going to be there ."jack said.

The room tilted slightly, his vision struggling to stay steady as the pain crowded his senses, overwhelming, and consuming. “Know this, Alyssa gave birth to a boy. And he isn’t yours,” Jairo added coldly. For the first time, Salvatore’s expression changed completely. A choked sound tore from his throat, but it didn’t even feel like his own. Jairo didn't wait to see much and stood up, breathing heavily, blood still dripping from his side, staggering to the door. Salvatore was still whimpering on the floor. His strength drained faster than he could understand, his limbs growing weak, unresponsive. Breathing became a struggle and sound faded next.

he muttered, and my heart clenched in anger. "You do know her more than we do? I wonder how that is possible," Killian muttered, trudging towards him. Salvador's lips stretched into a grin and he tilted his head to the side, the mischief in his eyes spreading. "Guess who helped Jeremy find out her background, my aide," he responded and Killian stopped walking. Salvador sighed and trudged forward with his hand stuck in his pocket. He stopped walking when he got close to us, the grin on his face disappearing.

Salvatore's empire was vast, and every minute they spent in this cabin felt like another step closer to their demise. Sophia had barely slept, her mind constantly racing with the gravity of what they were about to do. The plan Jared had outlined was dangerous, reckless even, but it was the only option they had left. Every instinct in her told her that this was their one chance to take down Salvatore once and for all.

He swallowed, looking back down at Isla. “Yeah,” he said quietly. “She is.” And for the first time in a long time, I saw a glimpse of the boy I once knew. The one who existed before the weight of his title, before the bitterness and pain. For the first time since returning, I saw Damon. Not just the Alpha. Not just the man who had hurt me. And for a fleeting moment, I let myself believe that maybe there was still a part of him that could be saved. A little part of humanity that we could still hold onto…

And for a moment, everyone went quiet. I turned just as the doors opened again. Dominic Salvatore entered first. Alpha. Commanding. Unmistakable. At his side walked Aria Salvatore, his Luna, his wife, and lover… she was also the mother of his child. Her head was held high, her presence effortless, as if she had always belonged at his side. Whispers followed them, some admiring, some resentful. Luna Isobel’s lips thinned. “The woman who was sold as a slave,” she muttered coolly, “now standing as Head Luna. A slave who became the Alpha’s wife.”