Jozshelle Cruz Novels & Stories

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— Luciana knew that they were talking about the little girl. —Well, that makes me very happy, I think you already know most of them, so before starting the meeting, I'm going to introduce you to my beautiful daughter, the person in charge of the company, Luciana Brown, honey, this is Santiago O 'Brien — Santiago smiled as he finally knew who the beautiful woman was and extended his hand.

, BJ for short. Then the pain returned, a fierce reminder that my journey wasn't over yet. Each birth brought its own wave of agony and joy. Thorne., with his fierce little cry; Phoenix, whose quiet strength was evident even in her first breath; and finally, Daisy, my gentle flower. One by one, my four babies entered the world, each bringing a small but profound piece of Brax with them.

Then it hit me. "Lopez..." I breathed while nodding. Cyrus stood up from his chair and started to pick up the empty boxes of the chinese takeout he bought on his way back here. I watched him walk over to the sink and wash his hands. I still can't believe that Cyrene is his sister but, something's not right. "So, if she is your sister, why is she not using Steele? Why Lopez?" I asked then I saw the way his body tensed.

I was tired of waiting so I decided to order a plate of burger, I looked at the television while eating and the news shocked me. " New trending CEO of Cruz group, Isabel Cruz has been involved in a fatal accident just this evening, she has been rushed to the hospital but we are still yet to find out if she is alive or dead." " What the fuck?"

I am not who I was ~ Chance Peña Adea I’m not marking you, Princess. I’m not marking you. I’m not. Shane’s words pierce through my chest. Each word is a makeshift sword slicing through flesh. Tearing at skin, breaking through bone until, finally, my heart splinters and cracks. Not right down the middle, no. It’s riddled with deep gashes as everything I came to know as true in the last few hours shatters. The man in front of me stares down at me as if what he’s said makes absolute sense. It doesn’t.

She breathed a tiny sigh of relief. Cruz stood at the tent shaking hands, directing people to the bars, nodding and smiling. He definitely had his game face on. As if sensing her there he looked up from his conversation, smiled at her and motioned her over to him. She picked her way carefully through the crowds, aware of the curious stares of people as she passed. When she reached Cruz's side he slid an arm around her drawing her close to him. "Shea, this is Anne and Fernando Mesos. Fernando and I are longtime business associates." He tightened his hold a bit. "May I present Shea Prescott."

Marco received the cellphone and speaks. " Vannah? " " Yes Marco " Giovanna's voice came at the other end. There was a shouts and loud murmuring of a crowd at her end which makes Marco to frown. " Where are you? " He questioned. " In Russia just as Maximo, boss had ordered. He told me to make my commercial just besides konstantin's lair, Thanks to my fame, too many crowds are here to witness me. I really don't know my job as a member of santinos family in here but as a model, I'm here to complete a promotion "

Ezra: “Let me GO!” Annalise yelled and I raised an eyebrow. I leaned against the table, looking at the woman whose eyes were wide as if in pain. The woman has been screaming since she opened her eyes two hours ago, and her voice simply grew louder by the minute to the point that I was surprised that she wasn’t tired already.

At this point, I didn’t have the energy to do so. “I am going to ask a stupid question, but why the fuss about Lea?” Renata asked, shaking her head in question. “There are others who seem to be holding the same crest.” She pointed at Ezra and Mario as she did, avoiding looking at mom who she knew had her own. And though she had given Giovanni and I ours, which belonged to her and his mother, she still had her own before. “Why Lea?”