Latino Characters Novels & Stories

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

Jefe de Maria De La Cruz, aunque ella no lo va a saber todavía. Lautaro Nicolás Romero, nacido el 20 de mayo de 1974, argentino, aunque de ascendencia alemana, tiene una estatura mediana, similar a la del cantante Robin Williams. Es el tipo de persona que cuanto más amable es contigo, más rápido debes correr, porque cuanto más rápido morirás, nunca te deja ver su verdadera apariencia emocional, si lo viste es porque ya estás muerto, antes teniendo bovinos y dedicándose a enfermar al mundo, era sicario, solía trabajar para el presidente argentino. No tiene estudios, solo sabe leer y escribir y su hijo, Emiliano Romero, lo es todo para él. Nunca se casó, pero vive con su esposa y juntos tienen

THIS IS A FREE CHAPTER Hey, here's a list of characters in the story: Lucian Caldwell - Blade/COO of Caldwell Incorporated/ loves one night stands and has different kinks / has a childhood OCD. Latton Ripley - Sieve/childhood trauma and abandonment issues/force to wed an old man. Alicia Caldwell - Lucian’s mother George Caldwell - Lucian’s father Albert Ripley - Latton’s father Thalia Smith - Latton’s mother Catherine Peterson Ripley - Albert’s 2nd wife/Latton’s stepmother

No arguments. But Sandra called after me. "Randy, I didn't know Brian would come here. He studied Latin dance and couldn't resist dancing with me for just a moment." She turned around, gesturing for me to unzip her dress. "It was nothing. Don't be so petty," she said. I stepped back, dodging her hand. Her surprised eyes met mine. "It's not the dance that matters," I said calmly. "It's the boundaries. The lines we draw. This place was meant for us—to try for a child, to be alone together. I don't want anyone else here. Do you understand that?"

“Let me introduce Rajata and Kalyana, who will be the subjects of our experiment for the next two days.” “She’s Bianca, from Italy, neurologist. That’s Roel, from Holland, a quantum mechanic. Next is Karthikeyan, from India, electrical engineer, and that’s Wang Li, a computer expert,” Harso introduced his team to Kalyana and Rajata.

Athena "Karen Garcia?" The girl in the passport looked nothing like me, her blonde hair made her look like her make-up, she wore so much make up it looked like it added a few kilograms to her face, and her eyes were drooped halfway like she was more than a bit high. Luciano had a goofy smile on his face, like he was enjoying himself, "You like it?" "What Latino is named Karen?" He took a step closer, wrapping his arms around me and pulling me into him despite my protests,"A beautiful goddess, that's who."

JILLIAN “Who is Carina?” The doctor asked leaning a bit closer. “She is my proof,” I answered confidently. The doctor took his laptop of the bag he has with him and typed things on it. “What is her surname?” I realized I don’t know that I can’t answer. My stepmom’s smirk made me grin. “Suero,” Angelo whispered. “Suero,” I said smirking back to my stepmom. The doctor continued doing whatever he is doing and turn the laptop to me. There are arrays of pictures of woman with the same name on the screen. It’s an online site with tons of users. I pointed at her picture, so the doctor clicked on it.

NIKOLAI PETROV *Russian men. ROMANO “TANK” Russian Mafia Household: EKATERINA PETROV *20 yrs., 5’3 VLADIMIR PETROV *36 yrs. Mexican Cartel Household: LOS RAMOS Others: LUCIO *Isadora’s Dobermann BRUNO *tattoo guy LYNETTE *piercing girl DANIELLA *Padrino’s ex ANTONELLA VENTURA *Lorenzo’s gf CAIN *Drug developer/ cook GALLO

Huracio “Huracio, you son of a bitch. How dare you leave without setting Lucio free? Huracio, Don't play with me. Come back instantly and set him free or I will report you to my brother. I will tell him you laid your hands on me. I will tell him you raped me and beat me up. Huracio, you bastard. Hello, hello, Huracio, are you there!”

She expected a better answer than this “That’s not what I’m asking. By the way, don Alberto is not a Reyes but a Marquez.” “Marquez? Reyes? What’s the difference? They are all the same” Adela told her. She narrowed her eyes and said, “They both hurt the same…there is no difference in their characters.” That statement hit Isabella like she was being stung by a bee. According to her mom, there was no difference between Luciano and Alberto. But from what she saw so far, this was not true. Luciano was the best of the Reyes and Marquez she had met so far.