John Paul Hernandez Novels & Stories

“And let’s not forget, he’s the one who turned Zack into a human punching bag, not Elijah.” Zoe opens her mouth to retort, but before she can get a word out, a familiar middle-aged man in a crisp hotel uniform approaches our table. His nametag reads Daniel, and his polite smile doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Excuse me, are you Miss Zoe?” he asks, his gaze flickering between us. Zoe freezes for half a second, then points at me. “Nope, that’s her." “Seriously?” I roll my eyes at her and glance back at Daniel. “What’s the problem?”

She took a deep breath and then actually thanked us for making her stronger. Mom had finally made her way out of her office and it was then I noticed her glance behind us when I turned there stood this very handsome and well-dressed man. I saw her eyes scan his body and her breath hitch. Fuck, who is this guy. It threw me for a loop when he mentioned that Juan guy and that what he had told him was right and she was hot. They introduced themselves and that is when I find out his name is Dr. Johnathan Hernandez. We all even learn that he is related to this Juan guy.

"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.

Yet tonight, it had drawn fighters who should’ve known better. The buzz in the room revolved around two names. Liam “The Savage” Parker. Johnny “The Hammer” Hernandez. Both undefeated. Bets were being placed fast, voices overlapping as gamblers argued loudly about odds and outcomes. “He’s fast,” someone muttered, glancing at the board. “Fast doesn’t win against power,” another scoffed. “The Hammer will crush him.” Johnny Hernandez made his entrance first. The crowd roared as the massive fighter climbed into the ring, one heavy step at a time. He rolled his shoulders, shadowboxed, flexed for the audience like a man who already knew the ending. Sweat gleamed on his skin under the harsh lights.

Mindy immediately forced a bright, desperate smile and hurried to Mr. Hernandez’s side, looping her arm through his. "Mr. Hernandez! What are you doing here?" He didn’t answer. With a slow, deliberate movement, he peeled her hand off his sleeve as if removing an unwanted insect. His eyes, cold and piercing, locked onto Zachary. "Zachary Reynolds,” Hernandez said, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "I’ve heard much about the infamous Zachary Reynolds of the East Coast. A pleasure to finally meet—though I wish the circumstances were less... intrusive."

They are both looking so serious with someone else on the back of them. They went inside without a word. Dad pulled me to the couch and forced me to sleep. The stranger sat in front of me with eyes locking with mine. “So you are Jillian,” he broke the silence. “Yeah,” I awkwardly answered feeling uncomfortable about what’s going on. Hailey doesn’t look happy standing at his back. I can’t see Angelo and I just wish he is here. He just doesn’t like coming here when my parents are around. “I’m doctor Alperez, I’m the family doctor who once took care of you when you are just a kid,” he introduced himself and offered his hand for handshake but I never shook with it. He took his hand and sighed de

Ozouf then decided to leave to the upper side of the hill as he lived with Viv, Phelan their daughter and Ziff as well. Today was a different day to all of them, as Ozouf understood so well, and had it in mind all the days. He has anxiously and eagerly anticipated for this for long. He was very aware that today, at exactly 12' o'clock, Phelan will be turning eighteen. Furthermore, he feared the same, as he wasn't sure whether her daughter might develop heat and sense towards Edon.

7. TEACHER GREG ∞≠∞ Several stacks of photos and newspapers were scattered on Yuan’s bed, and he was staring at them intently. The newspapers contained pieces of information about a man named Lucio Hernandez. LUCIO HERNANDEZ, AGED 36 DESIGNATION: ASSASSIN, DRAGON COMPANY STATUS: NOTORIOUS

I said to him. Talking steps closer to him as he took steps backward. "Now…" "Tell me, who are you?" I demanded. He scoffed, and I could see his chest rising and falling as he took every breath. The sun suddenly went down as a heavy wind blew on the trees, making waves in the water as beautiful flowers and decayed leaves fell off the trees. "Well, if you insist," he started, crossing his arms around his chest. "I'm Hernandez, the son of Ophelia and the younger brother of Rodriguez who wants to become Alpha," he introduced himself, a smirk appearing on his face as I cocked my head.

Julio Ruiz dropped the file he held in his hand on the table that lay between him and the Lombardi siblings. “What did you find?” Enzo asked as Serenity flipped open the file to look at the contents. “Long story short, it’s stolen, but I checked some traffic cams from that day on the highway and I was able to get a positive ID on the guy in the car.” He nodded to a picture. “This is the same guy from the other picture.” Serenity recognised with a deep frown set between her brows. “His name is Angelo Hernandez. According to a source of mine at the Bureau, he is currently working for the Italian Mafia under Joseph Genino.” Julio cocked an eyebrow at them.