Juan Miguel Severo Novels & Stories

Aranjo said in her heart. General Ming Hao is a married man with two children. Being a man who is loyal to and respectful of existing norms,However, all of that no longer applies when dealing with this woman, Aranjo. Desire overpowers common sense, he wants to own the woman completely. Aranjo hugged the man's neck and returned the kiss hotly. As General Ming Hao lifted Aranjo's body, Aranjo hooked his legs around the man's waist.

The door opened, interrupting my thoughts, and two tall men came in, walking towards me, both wearing black suits; one had a scar coming down his eye, and the other had a neck tattoo of a snake. "Look at those breasts, Magus." The scared guy smirked, looking over to the neck tattoo guy, which he called Magnus. What sucked most about having a severe stab wound that was completely vulnerable, I couldn't get up or kick these perverted assholes in the heads. Alessandro was right I can't look after myself properly. "I'm gonna have a fun time with you, Piccola Ragazza," Magnus darkly chuckled, picking my legs up and throwing me over his shoulder. I cried out as my injured thigh came into contact w

“If there was an accident we would have heard about it, you are Maria Rodriguez, who doesn't know you and besides you don't have a single scratch on your body.” “You are right, I am Maria Rodriguez but you left one thing… Maria Rodriguez does not betray anyone.” Old Grandpa took in deep breaths turning to me. “I believe you, but these pictures say otherwise so until I find out what is going on, this matter remains silent.” I shook my head in disagreement. “I don't know how Allen got his hands on these pictures but for him to have these pictures, he must know about the accident.” “Maria would not cheat on you,” Adam defended. “She might not love you but she would never do something like that.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Severiano’s fist crashed into his face before he finished the sentence, the punch was hard. The man fell backward, crashing into the table as blood poured from his nose. I gasped. “Have you lost your mind?” Severiano snapped, finally looking at Miguel, his eyes were cold. “You bring men to touch what is mine,” he said quietly. “And you think I will sit by like a good dog?” Miguel stared at him. “She is not your property.” Severiano’s jaw tightened, then he turned to me. “Get up.” I stood slowly.

Lin Zhongbao said irritably. Miguel smiled and said very kindly, "I'm Miguel, the son of the chairman of R Group. I'm sure you know me, right?" Lin Zhongbao owned a shipping company. They always worked with Lin Zhongbao's team to transport goods from R Group. Therefore, Miguel was sure that Lin Zhongbao knew his father. Sure enough, Lin Zhongbao smiled and said, "It's you!" Miguel smiled and lit a cigarette for Lin Zhongbao.

His eyes were glued on me as he spoke with Mother Superior, laughing like they've known each other for years. "Penelope dear, please come here." Mother waved toward me. I quietly walked towards her, my heart beating faster than it'd ever beat before. "Penelope, Meet Miguel he is a dedicated donator to our parish and this Orphanage." Mother smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Miguel." Why hadn't I seen him prior to today? "Miguel traveled a month before you started your discernment, and from what he tells me he traveled to Turkey." I have never seen Mother be so happy in a long time.

And shortly after 9:30, a man in his mid-thirties suddenly appeared to us and was now floating in the air. “Troublesome day to all of you, Future Irisians. My name is Señor Miguel. A Presenter in the field of Elixirlogy and I am here to be the administrator of your exam today. No bathing yet. The challenge that will be given to you for this year's exam will be called "GET A POINT." Where you go into the jungle to deal with the Sub-Fera we scholars here. Don't hesitate to hurt them, because you can't kill them no matter what you do because they are regen type of Sub-Fera and we have permission from them. So don't hesitate, as long as it's not allowed to kill them and Seymore, they're also not

He said while he blink a couple of times and his eyes went back to normal blue. "Um is this Helmer?" Wilson whispers in my ear by my side. "Yeah." And when I said yeah freakin Angelia burned him. Helmer jumped back and his hands went to his chest where she burned him. "Look, I don't know yo-" "My name is Helmer. And you are?" "Angelia, but-"

I wanted to scold him, but I held back, not wanting to wake my child. “Small world. I didn’t even know you and Miggy had a child.” “Did he tell you?” I asked, catching Miguel’s uncomfortable expression when I met his gaze. “He didn’t. His personal assistant did,” Don Ernesto replied. “Who?” “Sebastian Sentones. He’s your friend, right?” I scoffed. “He’s not my friend, sir.” “But they used to flirt,” Miguel interjected. My jaw clenched at his words. If we weren’t in a morgue right now, I might have slapped him.