Novel & Cerita Leo Cruz

"Scarlett." ******

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

For an unknown reason, Natasha found herself visiting that place more than once in a week, just to let out the day's weight and gaze upon the twenty-foot statue of the Blue Streak which captured him in a sprinting position and the large lightning bolt emblem plastered to his chest being the only thing that had color as a blue glowing lamp enclosed in a glass case was attached on top of it, highlighting the emblem. The rest of the sculpture was a solid dark grey with one of his feet, the right one, erected onto a pedestal while the left one was raised and bending almost forty-five degrees to give the perfect running position. TO WHOEVER SEEKS TRUE STRENGTH & BRAVERY "A little off-putt

He evidently underestimated me, and that only speared more fear into him. “Señora Cruz, esto es todo un malentendido.” (Mrs Cruz, this is just a misunderstanding.) He begged, blood and saliva pouring from his mouth. His face was marred with black and blue bruises. Lumps had formed along his cheekbone, eyes and jaw. I admired the handy work of Luis. He had definitely done a good job. Perching against the table that hosted a collection of tools. None that I recognised, apart from a knife, but the metal ends glimmered in the dim light, looking just as murderous as the bearer.

Lucian casually laid on the ground his M82 sniper rifle he had reached for in his car only a minute ago. He had gotten his binoculars out after Drago and his men had sped past him in order to get a better view of their interaction but to his upmost annoyance, Drago only took action on entering the building and when he was finally with Andrew, he was still busy exchanging words with him. But words wasn’t what Lucian wants, he wanted the man to pay dearly for raising his hand on Ava and so right after Antonio had met up with him, he reached for his sniper and without a second thought, took the man down.

Eye catching and it didn't have his name signed at the tip of the photograph rather, a different kind of name that didn't feel like hers. 𝒀𝒂𝒓𝒂 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝑪𝒉𝒊𝒛𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒎. 𝑻𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒂. "You like it?" His voice was thicker. He pulled her closer, his hands circling on her waist. She could feel his warm breath on her neck. His scent— an infiltrating mix of fresh scent of flowers and bubble showers.

Raúl I arrived at the club very early, today will be our last training session before El Gran classic _ I spent the morning practicing some markings, free kicks, and one of my favorite things, a header after a corner. This game is worth the championship lead, if we win we will be leaders, putting two points ahead of Sport Club de Madrid, and three for Club Atlético de Catalunya. Although, our biggest focus this season is named, “Champions of Europe”. We will travel in a few weeks to Lyon to face the team of the same name, they have been standing out in the competition. The first game was here at Juan Toledo, and we won 1 x 0, but in a competition of this size, this is nothing. However, all t

The old man had been telling her stories earlier while she was sipping a cup of hot, natural chocolate. That was the new product being proudly promoted by Lexa Enterprises—chocolates exclusively made in Escobar. She didn’t know that their adopted sibling was now manufacturing chocolate bars and powdered chocolate. From the butler’s story, Alexa could feel how proud he was of Aslan. She was stunned when she heard about Lexa Enterprises. Whenever she saw it in commercials before, she thought it was just a coincidence that it shared her name. She had no idea her actual name was being used for the business and its products.

Beta Rodriguez nodded his head and walked towards the car while I made my way to the passenger seat. He drove down the road we passed by earlier when I began to see the houses. There were a lot of pack members outside their house, enjoying this beautiful day. A nostalgic smile appeared on my face when I remembered the day I was this happy and carefree. It was almost a year ago, just before I found out that Luis was my mate.

But it wasn’t long before someone stopped her in her tracks. A tall man stood by the bar in a tailored black suit, the fabric clinging to him like it was stitched onto his body. His dark hair was slicked back, and his jaw was sharp enough to cut glass. He raised a brow, eyes locked on her. “Ximena Antonio,” he said, his voice rich and low. “We finally meet.” She tilted her head, studying him. “And you are?” “Leandro Cruz.” He offered his hand, a slight smirk playing on his lips.