Lomando Characters Novels & Stories

Then Daran, how old is he? "Loko is a werewolf of the omega. He is good at cooking, washing clothes, and caring for the house. The clothes you wear are also made by him." I immediately looked down at the dress I was wearing. I was amazed. "Loko is indeed a man. However, he is nimble and perfect at carrying out every household chore. What I like the most about him is that he doesn't talk much. He didn't complain much, either. Loko always works in a very efficient way."

He said clicking his fingers. "Who is your cousin?" I asked Nate. "Lorenzo Lopez." Brandon answered in his place. I choked and gasped for air, Nate noticed and tapped the back of my air. "I think you know him." He chuckled and I glared at him. Who wouldn't know him? The Spanish mafia boss, Lorenzo Lopez. "You never told me he was your cousin!" "You never asked." He shrugged, he didn't care about his reputation while I fucking did! Lorenzo is a dangerous Spanish man that killed over millions of people, he is really indestructible same thing for Carter and Kyle.

I thought back to Landon, who's character could easily be portrayed by everyone as the Devil himself. The things he did was unimaginable. But he still had a side to him that no one saw. I got a message on my phone and my phone vibrated. I picked it up off of my lap and looked down at it, smiling as I saw the message. Grumpy: Have fun. There was a stupid smile plastered on my face as I looked at it, but my smile started fading as I started thinking more. I only saw one side of Landon. Meaning I didn't see the side, that everyone else saw. And I wondered how long it would be before I did end up seeing it.

Lola's POV " I, Grayson Dawson, Alpha of the Moonlit pack, reject you, Lola Ashton, as my mate and Luna of this pack", I heard Grayson's voice reach my ear and a single tear ran down my left cheek as it felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest.

For now, that’s my edge. I stare at my reflection, forcing a smile. You’ve got this, Issa. Pregnant or not. When I step out, I spot Ronan at the end of the hallway, standing by the conference room doors. He nods at me. “He’s here.” Ivan Lombardo. He’s facing away at first, a tall figure in a perfectly tailored charcoal suit. Broad shoulders, dark hair slicked back. His posture is so naturally composed that it makes everyone else look like amateurs.

_Dominic Once everyone had settled, the drinks started flowing and so did the conversation. Even Ludo's speaking volume had gone up another annoying inch higher. When a waiter surfaced from the back to take out orders, I could tell Ludo was well on his way from the slap he gave the young woman's behind. "As I was saying, Montego, the shipments of girls is increasing..." I fet my body tense up at the mention of the flesh business, but I made a mental note to keep my body relaxed.

Eren is the baby of the group, or the mother of the group, he makes sure they don't do too much shit. But again you don't want to see him angry. "Someone over there is looking for our Queen of the mafia" Mavis mumbled while pointing at Angelo making him roll his eyes Mavis is known as the Gamer and killer of the mafia his a little bit like Kelvin but he smiles and does not always glare at people. "Queen, the mafia has a Queen now?" Peter asked "Not yet, I'm not married to her yet, " Angelo said slowly Peter grins at him before placing a hand on his shoulder

This is Lucas' compatriot. Queen Snow smiled. "I somehow remember, franco, a Viking in mobile legends." Queen Snow promised happily. Franco also laughed but didn't join because he was nervous too. "This is Denver." Cayden introduces Denver. Denver bowed. "A pleasure your highness. I am Denver Cloud Jel Lumen, from the land of Litheo." Denver said that he was forced to speak. Queen Snow just nodded at this and didn't ask any more questions. He doesn't want to talk anymore.

She screamed into the air. Just as she kept yelling, she felt a sudden tap on her shoulder that startled her. But to her surprise, she stood and turned around only to meet a familiar face. Loris. Her step brother. Loris Romano. He stood in front of her, dressed in a navy blue suit. Among her many stepbrothers, he was one of the few who didn't wear cruelty around like a perfume. Unlike Carlo and Silvio who were nothing but evil jerks, Loris and his triplet brothers were the only Romano sons with warmth and a bit of kindness.

His sharp jawline was framed by neatly combed black hair, his green eyes looked at me with so much Intensity l felt like it would pierce through me. It was him. Ricardo Lombardi.