Lomando Characters Novels & Stories

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

The person who came out from inside was not just anyone, it was Dangelo and Max. Upon seeing Dangelo, Charlotte instinctively thought of that "what if" with Leandro. Dangelo's gaze paused on her face and then shifted to Leandro's face: "Mr. Romero, Mrs. Romero." Everyone took the initiative to say hello, and Charlotte couldn't pretend not to see them. "What a coincidence, Dangelo, Mr. Giles." Max nodded, his face calm, but inside he already felt sorry for Dangelo. Ah, it really hurt! Leandro nodded gently, "Lottie was a bit tired today, so we're leaving first, Mr. Bullock."

In a loud and booming voice he pledged his loyalty to her in front of everyone. "Lorenzo Lupo del paquete de la luna plateada.Le prometo mi lealtad su Alteza." (Lorenzo Lupo of the Silver moon pack. I pledge my loyalty to you your highness.) "Muy bien mi niño. Está bien."(Very well my child. It is well.) After that, she called about twenty more alphas. One by one they introduced themselves and pledged their loyalty. Amongst the chosen ones, there was also , Luke, Levi, Ella, Gunther, Boyce, Manny, Mia and surprisingly, Ethan Gray.

Maybe one day he was going to help me. “And that one with a blue suit...” He said, directing my attention towards another one, and I followed his gaze. “I see him,” I answered when I spotted the guy. He looked like an office nerd who knew nothing about crime and loved watching soccer. “That’s Lorenzo Lombardi. He’s the COP in the government police department. He helps when one of us has trouble with the law,” he answered. I didn’t take notes of that one because he wasn’t of any use.

Lorenzo had a bandage wrapped around his head. The shot went through his earlobe and severed a big chunk of it. He was lucky the bullet didn’t slip and go through his head. But as the shooter said, he wasn’t aiming for the head. He fidgeted his feet while his hand gripped the arm of the chair he was sitting on. His father stood silently looking out the window in the drawing room. Lorenzo’s mind kept flashing back to the face that had deformed him. El Diablo was the nickname. He looked him up. Alessandro Xavier Leone, a.k.a. Xander, is the badass recruit of the Lombardos. He’ll pay for what he’d done, Lorenzo thought. One day, vengeance will be his.

I don’t even give it a second thought. “Jade,” I responded to him while maintaining a direct gaze on his face. “And yours” “Warg.” He took a breath; was he attempting to be seductive at this point? Wait... Warg? “Aren’t you Domenico Lombardi?” “We are,” he said. It must be the paradise drink. I took a sip of the drink again, trying to process the fact that the man just said, “We are.” “Mate, let me take you home.” I smiled. Domenico Lombardi is eager to drive me back to my apartment. Wow!

He had a charming smile. " I can answer this one," offered a handsome young man, looking more like a boy approaching eighteen. " We've already been introduced, Clara, in case you forgot, I'm Romeo, Calo, actually, Romeo is my nickname. Edgar, Lino has this name because... have you ever seen the movie MIB, Men In Black?

Carmen flipped her blonde hair, “Lorenzo will always love me and there’s nothing anybody can do about it. He should have married me, but your father cashed in on Lorenzo’s promise like a pathetic fool.” The two women stared each other down. My Cara looked like she wanted to attack Carmen and I honestly couldn’t blame her. I guess Lorenzo had a type. Blonde hair. Green eyes. First name that started with the letter C. I would laugh, but this situation isn’t even funny right now.

They never did. The crowd shifted as we were led to the training grounds, torches blazing along the perimeter. I heard the gasps before I saw her. “Your opponent,” Garran said, voice smug. “Is Amy,our strongest female warrior.” I froze. Amy stepped into the ring, dressed in black leathers, her hair braided tight, her eyes cold as frost. Damon’s former mistress. The one the pack whispered would be Luna before I arrived. Before fate intervened. “You’re joking,” someone in the crowd muttered.

The two ran to the water like kids wetting themselves and jumping without hesitations and fear. While arranging the stuffs I brought, I suddenly realized something and look back at them. They seriously look like humans; they can be wet. I watched them until Angelo came to me running and taking his sleeves off him. My breath shortened seeing his half naked body. His 6 pack abs are outshining the sun. A gulp followed after I close my mouth for almost drooling over his sexiness. “Don’t you wanna join us?” he asked panting a bit.