Joaquin Mondragon の小説・ストーリー

Dilo growled, her words raspier than usual from the shock still coursing through her. “That was something I had yet to share with anyone,” Rex sighed, reaching out to put a hand on Dilo’s. “Not the way I wanted anyone to find out, but what Smarluuten says is true, while in my realm, I was soul bonded with a dragon. His name was Fafnir.” “You share blood with the son of the eldest?” Smarluuten breathed, his small eyes widening, one of his hands trembling slightly. “We must pay homage to the high bloods. I will make all arrangements.”

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

Kids lining up to buy gum from Charles Hartley for two dollars a pack. I rushed to my locker. Five minutes until the first period. “Yo!” I turned. Mason Drew. One of the few genuinely evil people in my class. Buzz cut. Good face. Around my height—thankfully. He wore a pair of Miles Morales Jordans, my dream shoes. “How was Mexico, my man?” he asked. “I didn’t go this year. Budget.” He laughed. “Dude, you got infinite money.” “I’m not rich. Have you seen my car?”

CASSANDRA POV 1 YEAR LATER. "Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up my ear. "Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker, who has been causing trouble for us," Mateo said. "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick, do what you have to get him" "Fine, so what's the guy's name, and what does he look like," I asked.

she says, her smile wide and disarming. I can see her coy abilities now and I envy them. My mind is still on the puzzle that is Jordan. There’s power in her, something dangerous and enticing. I’m aware of every movement she makes, every shift in her posture. Mirasol continues without missing a beat, “Next, we have a woman I helped train when she first started years ago. With a ten in both kill ratio and danger, meet Jade Hendrix.” The salty gulp that barrels down my throat almost clumps into something immobile---deadly.

she asked, eyes narrowing as she looked at Thersa. “Yes! Yes!” Mondragon answered quickly before Thersa could say a word, beaming. “She’s carrying my baby my Diego Junior!” he added with a wide smile, full of excitement. Mr. Mon paced slowly, glancing at Thersa’s belly with a rare softness in his eyes. “Do you know what this means?” he muttered. “A Mon heir… It’s time the world hears about him.” He picked up his phone. “Call every top planner in the city. We’re doing this big.”

He was trembling like a leaf and praying all the gods above him to forgive him for the sins he has done in his whole life and save him from the three monsters standing in front of him in disguise of human but deep down he knew today even the gods can't save him from these monsters who don't possess any emotion than anger. Brutality and rage runs in their veins like blood and adrenaline was rushing in his whole body like a heavy flow of water released from the dams. He knew a single, tiny mistake can cost him his life but it was coming the moment he tried to cross these monsters, despite knowing the consequences he dared to cross them and now as end results he is ready to face his death, no b

Lydia Hayden actually got upset over one little kiss and she wanted nothing to do with me. Which if am being honest had my ego bruised. I was Joaquin James La Monda, son of Manuel La Monda aka Mafioso, women loved me, they wanted me and yet she-seemed not to give an actual fuck if I existed. And when she wanted me yesterday, she was dead bit drunk which made me not to want to take advantage of that. She was unpredictable you know and like a fool I was drawn to the unpredictable...to the same Lydia Hayden I was supposed to clear away from.

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

“You’re the reason we’ve been able to keep the peace. You’re a true leader.” Donovan smiled, basking in their praise, feeling the camaraderie that bound them together. “I appreciate all of you. It’s not just about me; it’s about all of us. Together, we’re stronger.” As he watched the video of the inciter’s failed attempt to rally the factions against him, he felt a sense of pride swell within him. Despite the dangers lurking in the shadows, he had established a network of loyal allies, ensuring that his reign would not be easily threatened.