Manolo X Joaquin Novels & Stories

The university serves as their training ground and it is the best way to get connections at an early stage. Next day on Campus... "Edward, mah man, you're just in time!" Joaquin is standing in the corridor waiting for Edward. "Hey, man, what's up?" he casually replied and raises his hand for a high five. They both have this habit of weird nerdy hand gestures every time they meet. It is a sign of their close bond and friendship. "Guess what? I have arranged a date for you with Regina Montemayor. Am I your Fairy God Father or what?" Joaquin proudly said.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and looking at Diego, I didn’t need to be a genius to realize that Lucas was his older brother. “Do not, never, not in a million years, think of mentioning my son’s name again.” Luna Claudia went to turn and leave only Mario wrapped his hand around her wrist, stopping her. Diego went to step forward, but I tightened my hand around his, stopping him. He looked at me, frowning for a second before I nodded at them as Mario pulled Luna Claudia to his chest, hugging her tightly. “I give you my word that his blood is not going to go in vain.” He whispered. “But you are going to have to leave the cocoon that you wrapped around yourself. It is not going to keep you s

Xanthis broke the silence first. "Do you need introductions? I'm Xanthis Diaz Montero, older than Dre by six minutes. I'm the smart ass here. He's Alexandre Leon Montero, older than you by two minutes. He's a mafia bos, a major alpha male" Xanthis said, scrunching up his nose. Everyone laughed at the expression on his face. But, Valentino was too tensed to do that.

Manuela snapped, waiting for the elevator to open. "Feasty Urquio, but sadly, Joaquin isn't here. He's on a dinner date with Ms. Hannie Montalban, you know, the blonde model recognized by Asian Modeling? They're together now," Cassian informed her, causing Manuela to look at him. "Dinner date?" Manuela murmured, unable to suppress her jealousy. "Yeah, and I saw the model clinging to Joaquin's arm, and he let her. I have no idea why he's on a dinner date—hey! Mrs. Urquio!" Cassian called out, scratching the back of his neck.

“We met at Don Severino’s party a few months ago. You were with Rafael De Luca, right?” My lips parted slightly as I nodded. That must’ve been it, that crowded night filled with faces I barely remembered. “Ah, right,” I said softly. “I think I remember that night, but… forgive me, I don’t recall your name.” The corner of his mouth lifted. “Joaquin,” he said, extending his hand. “Joaquin Ilustre.” My heart dropped at the sound of his surname. My gaze fell to his outstretched hand, frozen.

Not only were we in a good business, but We were practically partners; we had a friendship with Manolo since years ago when we were just Mom's apprentice, while Manolo, Cali's boss, was still his father's apprentice. It was different now; not only was Manolo the Cali Cartel, but we were also leaders in our organization based in Spain. We had done favors for Manolo eliminating some threats to his business in both Spain territory and America, likewise, he helped us by eliminating a few threats in his territory Colombian. And if there was something else to add to our beautiful society, Manolo hated the Corelias with all his being, So that's why we were here with information. So the damn Italian

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.