June Del Toro Mga Nobela at Kwento

It's been two years since that incident and these past two years everything has completely changed. Ace and Violet got married and are blessed with a year old baby boy named Enzo while Tyler and Iris also got married right after them and blessed with a year baby too named Carlo. Both of the baby boys just have one month difference between them.

Luna said "You are dangerous." June laughed before she got down from the car. "Wait is that a threat or a joke?" She asked "I still have a chainsaw in my boot, wanna find out?" Luna asked with a grin. "Oh just go, say hi to Rico for me," June said and Luna nodded. "Next time we are smoking weed and drinking till we drop dead," Luna said and June laughed "Bye baby, I love you," June said and Luna blew her a kiss before she drove away. June laughed all by herself again before she left the entrance for the house. Who wouldn't like Luna, she was so cute and loveable if they looked past her scary and weird personality.

June muttered. "June does craaazy stuffs when he is drunk," Yuri explained, to Sirius, "This one time, he ran straight to a pole saying the world is just a simulation." "Well, he was wrong," Tory added. June groaned as the rest laughed. "Dude, I will give you a mango milk to drink while us adults drink alcohol." Tory offered. "Three mango milk and you have a deal," June said, "And ya'll are teenagers." He added. "Two mango milk or nothing," Tory bargained, "And Hailey is also coming," He said in a sing song voice.

"With that power, I’ll change the debt! I can make Earth king of the stars!" Dante jumped in front of June—no metal bar this time, just his body. He tackled the CEO and they crashed into a shelf of crystal jars. "Dante, no!" June screamed. But the CEO was stronger. She pinned Dante, her metal fingers choking him. "Give me the box, June Miller, or I’ll kill the man you love!" June looked at the box. She looked at her mother’s cracking statue. She saw Dante’s face turning blue as the CEO squeezed his neck.

" Dad Heard what happened to Maximo Santino in New York. The Media talks about how Maximo Santino was abducted and tortured. He doesn't want a life as that for me so ..." " So he throw up caution and decided to marry you off to an innocent man who will now die for nothing? " " Marco please... Don't kill anyone. I think we should... End it here " Marco was stunned at this. His jaw threatened to fell open but he held on. Slowly he pulled out his cellphone and put a call across Maximo immediately. " Boss? We have a situation " *** Six luxurious cars cruises into the wide compound of Mr Jetro and stopped abruptly.

She licked her chapped lips, she had been drained of blood in those seconds that her heart was finally pumping new ones and circulating it through her. Her legs felt like jellies and she almost crawled to the bed and sat down on it, she placed her hand on her chest one more time and closed her eyes, God, I’m alive, I am really alive, she thought as she covered her mouth with her hand as tears blurred her vision. Her father was the scariest men she had ever seen and she hated seeing him angry but this man, the man she just saw? She would gladly watch her father angry a million times than have another scene with that monster. It was as if his eyes were an empty vacuum, no, bottomless pit of he

Piper The training yard buzzes with energy as we head to class, but it’s not because of excitement over drills or sparring. It’s the usual whispers about Elijah, and my breath hitches when I hear the annoying giggles. “Did you see him yesterday?” Beatrice’s voice is loud enough for me to catch every word. “Oh my goddess, he’s even more handsome in person.” “Handsome?” Delilah scoffs, flipping her sleek ponytail. “Try eatable. Those shoulders, that jawline... I’d let him throw me across the room any day—or bend me into any position he likes.”

Not long after, June came out of the toilet and headed for the sink. "Hi, June," said Lana with a smile. "Hi, Lana," June answered simply. Lana re-applied her red lipstick and looked at herself in the mirror, while June started washing her hands. "The dragon mark on your back shines really bright, June," said Lana. June turned around for a moment. No ordinary human could see the mark, right? June had never seen it either, except when Drake opened her eyes. “You… What kind of creature are you?” asked June. Lana laughed.

It's telling me that there is something unusual about the auras these men emit. “ Yeah, it's her,” Santino voice is flat. He fixes me with a bored look. “ She must be brave if she thinks she can murder a dragon with a fork.” The rugged one laughs, and my eyes shoot back to him. He putts a large cigar to his lips, he takes a drag and the tip of glows orange as a thin plume of smock rises. He removes the cigar from his lips and puffs out some smock. The act makes him look so fucking sexy in all his muscle glory standing there.