Leo Cruz Novels & Stories

For a moment, the war, the fear, and the hatred between their worlds no longer mattered. There was only him. Only them. Damien leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss against her forehead before offering her his hand. "Come with me, my future Luna." Aurora placed her hand in his without hesitation. Outside, the ceremonial grounds fell silent the moment they appeared together. The moonlight poured over them as they walked toward the center altar made from ancient white stone. The Alpha elders stood waiting while human leaders watched nervously from the opposite side. Whispers spread across the crowd.

They were now closer than ever just not the way Leo expect things to be. Capri did not dive into her situation; that she’d got a mortgage with Taurus and that she would use it to purchase her house as it was impossible to get it on her own at this time. the plan was actually for them to move in together. As if that was a good idea. After that idea crumbled she used the file anyways allowing him to use her garage for his business. After all he was still her friend despite all the bullshit, he was someone she could talk to about anything.

“Dead, he’s just fuel for his men. Alive, he’s leverage. We can use him.” Blade scoffed. “Use him? You think this bastard is gonna sit pretty and tell us what we wanna know? He’ll spit in our faces ‘til the end. He’s poison, Cruz. We’re dragging poison into the clubhouse.” Cruz’s knuckles were white on the steering wheel, his gaze locked on the road. His side throbbed from the gunshot, but he refused to show it. “He’s not walking away again. I’ll make sure of that.”

As the pirate lost his strength, Leo push past his blocking sword and slid the pirate’s throat. Leo returned to Luz’s side, cleaning his blades with practiced efficiency. Meanwhile, Luz advanced on the remaining pirate captain. The man’s bravado evaporated completely under the Corrompido commanders intimidating presence. He fumbled for his cutlass but hesitated. The pirate’s bravado vanished entirely as Luz closed the distance. “Last change to surrender,” Luz stated, his voice carrying the finality of judgment itself. “Or I will gut you where you stand and feed your corpse to the crabs.” Lua positioned herself behind them both, her crossbow aimed steadily at the pirate’s back while Leo maint

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)

If she only sees him as a man, why doesn't he see her as a prostitute? The Fire God León de Fuego stood in Cupido's castle, seeing it all. Cupido, the God of Love, lamented: "Lanza Sagrada is a smart, hardworking person, with a spirit of serving justice, although still somewhat aggressive and arrogant of the nobility, but not worthy of this tragic fate. Is this love story very unfair to him?” “Sorry Lanza Sagradam, León de Fuego owes you, one day I will pay.” He walked up to the heavenly lake and said to La Luz's sword: "It's time for you to come to the human world. I give you the name Hijo del Viento. I entrust you with the task of keeping Lanza Sagradam safe.” Then he threw the sword into

But that was not the only thing that caught Mr Sanchez's attention, on the corner of the card, he noticed something, it was an emblem. It was a fancy letter ‘D,’ elegantly curved in a bold, cursive font on the card. Next to it, a small symbol resembling a majestic lion. Mr. Sanchez's expression changed drastically upon seeing the emblem. He recognized it immediately; it was the emblem of the De La Cruz family, a well-known symbol. Almost everyone knew what that emblem represented. And seeing it on the card meant that whoever owned it belonged to the De La Cruz family. Or at least they had a connection to the De La Cruz family, if not belonging to it outright.

He almost straddled him. How come this scared kid didn’t recoil from my rage and the mere mention of his father made him like this? Leo snarled at our guest. “Don’t fucking touch him.” Enrique sighed and this time he addressed me. “Jason’s father is the leader of (Los cruzados) the Crusaders, the biggest motorcycle club or biker gang if you would like to call them, in Chicago.” I straightened in my chair, intrigued. “Sweet Jason here,” I asked because I was confused. Enrique chuckled.

I am sure that the aging couple that approached me this morning was Luke and Jovy. That was a heart-wrenching story, Mrs de la Lucca, I admired your courage to raise another child where you already have 2. And I believed you. Thank you for believing in me General Cruz. Now, I am going to show you pictures, please tell me if you recognized some of them. When General Cruz was shuffling pictures of the rebels, he received a text message then he continued showing on the screen old pictures. Now, tell me Mrs de la Lucca...do you know some of these people?