Leo Valdez Death Novels & Stories

His words were a warning. I consider the information I was able to find out on Celia so far. It isn’t nearly enough. The best person, the man I would have already rung is Diego Valdez. Except Valdez might balk—the man had scruples. He did not flinch from invading the very minutia of a man or woman’s life if the person was a villain in Valdez’s eyes. However, when it came to innocents Valdez would refuse to do the job, or in some cases refuse to deliver everything he found.

"I know I told you to do whatever you have to do but you know that she's your Luna, right?" "I lost my temper, and I didn't mean what I said. I'm sorry, Ella," he said. "Good...you bitch," I replied before hugging him again and then Leo again. "Is he dead?" I asked. "Shot in the heart with his own gun," Leo replied. "You don't have to worry about that motherfucker anymore." "Thank you for saving me...again. I don't know what I'd do if I didn't have you," I said.

The video playing on the small screen in the car TV did nothing to distract us, the loss was still fresh. Then…the video stopped, and the news started. “Bomb squad has been able to identify the exploded car as belonging to Severiano Cortez, the son to Esteban Cortez whom we assumed was dead, but was really confirmed dead earlier in the day.” My heart dropped, panic and pain battling in my chest. “Severiano? No,” I whispered. The news continued. “There were no survivors—” “No!” My hands flew to my head. “No, no, no—”

I just stopped beside Jax, holding two glasses of champagne, and offered him one. "Thought you might be getting thirsty, Captain," I said, my voice polite and deferential. He took the glass, his fingers brushing against mine. The reporter's smile faltered slightly as she looked me up and down, her eyes dismissive. "Jax, darling, we were just talking about the off-season," she purred, trying to pull his attention back to her. Jax didn't even look at her. His eyes were locked on me. "Valdez," he said, his voice a low, smooth rumble. "This is Eleanor Vance. Eleanor, this is Leo Valdez, our rookie sensation. He's been keeping me on my toes."

“Now you’ve killed us all.” The final fight exploded. Kai and Luca took the bodyguards in a whirlwind of violence. Elena dueled one of Valeria’s personal assassins in brutal hand-to-hand. Leo walked straight through the gunfire toward his aunt. Valeria raised a pistol. Leo was faster. He shot her in the wrist, disarming her, then tackled her to the ground. They rolled across the marble, fists flying. She was trained, vicious, but Leo was younger, stronger, and fueled by every lie she and her sister had ever told.

Just the sound of my own heart breaking. My father came up behind me and gently pulled my hand. “Violet, he’s gone.” “No!” I screamed, jerking away. “He’s not! He’s just unconscious! He needs a doctor, not... not this!” But everyone stayed silent. No one called help. Because it was already too late. Wesley, Leo’s father, stepped closer and said quietly, “It was a car crash. He didn’t survive.” My knees gave out. Leo was dead.

the man blurted and tilted his body backwards as he feared what Luciano might do to him with the knife. Luciano was taken aback by the revelation. "Don Fenyo?" Fenyo Valdez is the head of the Valdez cartel in Mexico, he and Gustavo had never crossed paths before. So how the fuck did he know about their shipments? And why did he sabotage it, what's his fucking deal?

Her bodyguard, Vincent, watched with barely concealed impatience. "No one's found us," he said, not for the first time. "This building's secure. I made sure of it” She ignored him, turning up the TV to drown out her thoughts. It’s the same news showing all over the headlines for the past week. “Authorities have confirmed the death of Helena Valdez, mother to former convicted CEO of Valdez Corp, who was recently released from a psychiatric facility…” Claudia shut her eyes, exhaling. She already knew Helena was dead—she had seen her die—but hearing it made it even more real.

"Stupid! who did it?! The former assassins can't be alive! They're being killed!" "Yes ma'am. But we have a teenager following us. He holds all the evidence that will prove about Dave's children. It's good because he managed to erase the data base of the former school where Dave's children attended." "Hurry up and kill it! You won't bring anything back to life!" FROM Mariveles Bataan, Leo was in a black bullet van carrying everything he needed to give to Frederico. The young man smiled victoriously. "All of my missions will end this—"

he said softly, though his tone wasn’t accusing,it was concerned. River sighed and stepped in, shutting the door behind him. “I saw him,” he said flatly. “Eli. He’s alive.” Leo’s eyes widened instantly. “What? Eli Vargas? That’s impossible.” Sandra, who had been pacing near the couch, froze mid-step. “Did you just say Eli Vargas? The one who....” “Yes,” River cut her off. His voice was heavy, low. “I saw him with my own eyes. He pulled the trigger. He killed the assassin before I could question him and he looked straight at me.”