Joe Anoai Novels & Stories

Leo stepped forward and put his hand on Cato’s shoulder. “Are you ready, kiddo?” Cato’s eyes darted around the room, his neck strained and his lips pinched. “I don’t have a beta,” he said, “How can we do the ceremony without a beta?” Leo’s chest raised as he glanced at Antonio. Antonio bit his lip as we stood in a crushing silence. “You’ll need to choose-” The door slammed open. A teenaged boy stumbled in, his hair stuck to his forehead with sweat and mud and scratches all over his body. He breathed heavily, leaning on the door frame as he cast his eyes up.

I sat alone in that row of three seats, and cried and cried and cried. "Donna?" I looked up to see a tall, lanky man with an overgrown beard. "I'm Angelo." He offered. "I am Sergio's underboss." I nodded. "I'm not your Donna. Your Don is inside fighting for his life because of me." Angelo eyed the seat beside me, and I told him to sit down. "Jace is dead." He said. "Good." "Landon is alive, but we have him now." I nodded. "Okay."

If I may” “He got held up in the states, but he'll be back by next weekend, and our had some business to handle”, one of the men answered. “Ah, alright, right this way then”, my father ushered them into the living room. “This is the bride to be, Anaya” Serena looked at me, she scrutinised me head to toe as if checking out a dress. “My sons, Antonio, Marco, Davide,” he turned and looked disdainfully towards... “and my youngest son, Luca.

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 explain uneasily. For a moment, I swear I see a flicker of anger in his eyes. It haunts me, as I realise he’s genuinely unhappy that I showed up late today, no matter what my excuse is. “Does this man’s name happen to be Cian?” he asks, concentrating his gaze on me so intently it makes me want to look away. Instead, I let all the information slap me in my face. Noah knows Cian. I had a feeling that these two events happened together, is such quick succession, it couldn’t have been natural.

MacJoe was talking to hinself Inside his bedroom without anybody around him, Few hours later, MacJoe called Leo, “hi guy” Leo responded, “how are you today?“ he asked, “I am very happy, and excited” Macjoe retorted, “what made you happy and excited?“ Leo asked, “what I have been battling for more than a decade, I finally overcome, and my mission to stay away from illicit has been accomplished, am now a new being” MacJoe retorted, “that Is a great news” Leo said, “and how Is your have doing, have you started getting along?“ Leo asked,

He looked at Joe, "Go get the money!" Huh? Joe snapped back to reality, not objecting but instead nodding hurriedly, "Okay, okay!" He ran towards the inside, occasionally looking back at Kiran. As the elder of the Lions Club managing the underworld and primarily responsible for making money, Joe also oversaw the finances. This explained his initial outburst upon hearing the suggestion to give money. But now, his attitude had changed.

I brought it up again and I’m not stopping until he gives me his name. “I’m Angelo.”

This time, it was a text. Xavia: [Joe, I slipped and now my stomach hurts…]

He smiled at them lightly. "Can I know your name?" Tanong ko. "It's Joseph." Aniya. "Thank you, Kuya Joseph." Aniya ko. "Mamaya mo na ako pasalamatan, kapag nakalabas na kayo dito--" natigil siya sa pagsasalita ng marinig namin ang kalabog sa itaas at iilang barilan. "They're here." Bulong niya. "Sumunod kayo sa akin. Pag sinabi kong takbo, takbo. Walang aalis sa tabi ko hangat hindi ko sinasabi." My cousins and I nodded.