Jin Marito Novels & Stories

He was the strongest of them all, the one who had the final word. “We will only answer two more questions from approved outlets,” Stephanie stepped in suddenly, speaking into her microphone without coming any closer to the podium. The frustration on their faces was obvious, along with their hunger for gossip, but one look at Lorenzo’s murderous expression told them it was two questions or nothing. “Patriarch Greco, can we confirm, then, that Mrs. Victoria Greco is officially the Luna of Diamond Fortress?” one of the assigned journalists asked. “You can confirm it. The official ceremony will be held soon and broadcast throughout the country. Victoria Greco will be named my official mate, and

"Give me an origin." "Tokyo," Marvin confirmed, his hands suddenly freezing over the keyboard. "A private, heavily encrypted network. I’m pulling the signature extraction protocol now... One hundred percent. It’s a familial account." "Give me the name, Marvin," Lina commanded. "Ichiro Takahashi," Marvin read aloud, his voice dropping an octave.

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

As if I am going to lose. "We almost finish the food, and the girls are still not here?" Jericho asks us while he reclines on his seat. After that, he looks at Marco. "Book a karaoke hub, and drink to our hearts consent because the four of us have a crush on the same girl." "Sounds cool, and I want to forget Mimo now," Takeshi replies to him. "Well, not me. If Jericho got rejected by Mimo, then I'll make her my second wife." Marco is gawking at me with a grin on his face. My eyes narrow as I look at him with a stern face.

she said while she continued cleaning up her shirt with it. "My apology again, by the way, I am Echo. Jericho del Fuego," he offered his hand for a handshake, but Maria refused to accept it since her hand was so dirty. "I... I can't just accept your handshake, my hand was so dirty," she said while keeping her hands on her back. She knew that the guy in front of her is not an ordinary one, and she doesn't want to offend him again. It's quite so hard to offend someone with a rich and famous aura like him.

“You can still take care of the baby I’m carrying.’ She spoke. ‘I can’t do that anymore if my freedom is death,’ she uttered sadly. Leia shook her head even though Emily couldn’t see it. ‘I’m sure, Emily, you won’t be dead,’ Leia was sure about it. ‘The alpha won’t let that happen; I swear. He’ll take good care of his heir together with its mother.’ ‘I hope it will, but I won’t assume, either.’ She said, not minding the last words that Leia said. WHEN Emily headed to the kitchen, she was looking for a sour and green mango, but she couldn’t find one. “Do you have mangoes? That green and sour one?” Emily asked the other servants inside the kitchen. No one answers her question. She raised a bro

He nodded and I left the room and headed back to the cars. I walked out of the building and saw a Kawasaki zz-r1400 in all black sitting there with the keys in it. Nice, I was thinking of buying one of these. I grabbed the helmet off the bike and put it on. I started the bike and made the gravel fly as I sped out the driveway and back to the warehouse. This was one of the fastest bikes on the market and it definitely was true to its rating. The engine purred under my body as I flew down the street. I pulled into the warehouse parking lot and parked the bike next to the front door. I walked in and headed straight to my office and grabbed the whiskey bottle from the desk. I poured a glass and

"Davin, untie her " Marco ordered his man who had also walked into the room with a bandaged shoulder, "But boss she.. " "Are you questioning me Davin ?" "No boss " "Then good " with that Marco strode out of the room not even bothering to look back. Mariana felt her self sigh out of relief, after all Marco Di Martino wasn't going to kill her anymore and for the job she had been denied those skills since she was sixteen how was she going to pull that off.

Mariko swiftly jumped in, the arrow penetrates her shoulder and exits on the other side. “Mariko!” he rushed to her. “It’s nothing. I’m fine,” she said through the pain. “Where is he?” “No where to be seen.” “Then it’s over, the Prince has won.” “Not yet, there is still hope.” “I wish I could be so optimistic as you.” Minamoto Yoritomo was utterly destroyed. His plans like the leaves on the wind. III

"Yes, with the Tyche's daughter." "Ok Jonathan." Jiroo said and he looked at me then back to the guy. "Fucking shit! Park Ceres!" Jiroo shouts loudly and throws the bottle, directly hitting the poor Jonathan as Jiroo ran to him and he pulled out the dagger that buckled on his hip and stabbed the guy on his neck before slitting his throat. Jiroo is mad! "Stop the wedding!" I shouted and we all charged forward to the hoplites. "Oh crap!" I exclaimed when I saw Nami fall on his face. "The fuck are you doing?!"