John Casada Novels & Stories

I married the Mafia Don's daughter, Even Palmer, whom I later fell in love with. With the Banda's influence, I conquered my brothers. I became the ruler of Castillo's empire and that's who I am, the invincible Santiago Castillo. The Lord of Castillo fraternity! Not a stinking werewolf dying for recognition. My Pack threw me away and I never wanted to have anything to do with the origin that threw me out.

Cas shrugged, “well, unless someone hits them first. Or, you know, spanking if it’s consensual.” God, that man was annoying and cute at the same time. I blushed, and he winked at me before giving me a kiss. This interview was going off track, but thankfully, Jullianna brought us back to my favorite topic ever. Can you taste the sarcasm? I was not happy at all when she started speaking again. “So, you married Kennedy because...” Fucking Jullianna. Cas bit his lip, looking beautiful. He really is so handsome. No, handsome doesn’t do him justice. That face of his is just beautiful.

Jacob and Nathan took Cassie a side and gave her more refreshment. "Were you bit by anything?" Jacob asked her. "No not that I know of," Cassie told him. "Jacob started checking her legs and arms the he chucked around her neck. But he found nothing. "Your riding the rest of the way," Jacob said. "But I'm fine now," Cassie protested. "If Jacob says you're riding your riding. He is our field medic." Nathan said. "You mean like a doctor?" Cassie asked. "Yes he was training to be a doctor before he got turned. When we are not traveling he is always getting more training." Nathan said.

I don't steal from others. “My family went bankrupt, and approaching The Rodriguez's group was my only chance to save them, I approached them…she fell easily for my charms, she saved my family, but I knew I had something bigger…The Rodriguez's group.” “You are after their group? Is this what all of this is about?” I snapped. “It is not just an ordinary group,” he shouted. “It is The Rodriguez's group, the biggest in the world…if she had gone to tell her family about my affair, I would not just go broke, I would be killed and I couldn't let that happen,” he defended.

I just wished that it wasn’t yet late at all. “So now is the time to meet the competitor—the ever-handsome bachelor, Manila’s well-known Casanova, a legendary car racer, an all-time champion who’s getting back on track, and a very successful businessman—he was no other than Mr. Polaris Sandoval.” The ecstatic voice of the female host suddenly dragged me out of my trance. If I was still the same Aris, I would think that she would like to get my attention by amorously announcing my name. It was too much for an introduction. But sorry to her, I had only one woman to focus on from now on.

Julius said, planting his palms firmly on his desk and he thankfully navigated the conversation away from topics of conversation we had yet to discuss. “I’m assuming our Luna here is up to speed about Wes?” “Yes.” Julius and I replied in unison. “Okay dynamic duo. Well, when I say he is perhaps the weakest person I’ve ever encountered, I’m not lying. This guy is talking and I’m not even asking questions.” “I’m sure you’re not doing nothing.” Julius scoffed. “I’ve electrocuted him a handful of times, sue me.” Dean rolled his eyes, crossing his forearms over his broad chest. “Anyway, he’s confirmed that Adrian is working with someone and he’s got connections in the Blue Moon Pack.”

Chris walked in, holding a case of beer and a bag of food. It took everything ounce of control I had to just shake his hand and not just snap his neck. Claude seemed to be expecting it was well, he was watching out interaction tensely. Behind him, Harrison, his beta waved. “This place is pretty cool though. If you like the cabin-in-the-woods vibe.” I smiled. “It gives me something to do on my off days.” Chris shook his head. “Shaving, doing construction, taking days off? Who are you and what have you done with my friend?”

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.

The newcomer closed the door and approached his boss, who was still standing in front of the large window of the tall office, now next to him, with his hands folded at his back. "What've you got?" Settling back, now looking through the window in unison with his boss, the cab driver replied: "The Bastidas husband and wife had to get married to claim a probate inheritance." Daniel wrinkled his eyebrows and cocked his head, just a slight movement, as if he wanted to look at him questioningly without doing it. The cab driver nodded in agreement with him, the information was surprising, so he continued: "Miss Carla, officially her name is Carla Davison, not Davis, since she is the daughter of an

To his word, Santana Bursted out laughing dryly. " Maximo Santino won't take the offer. Hell, this man is filthy wealthy. He Worth almost eighty trillion Euros. Has more than twenty thousands men and women at his beck and call. A business man and a Mafia Boss who could Kill anyone just by the slightest provocation and you ... " Santana suddenly stop speaking when steady approaching footsteps was heard. " He is here " Carlos announced while sitting right. The three men heartbeat started racing as the sounds of the approaching footsteps drew near and nearer until finally, Maximo Santino pushed open the door and enters.