Mariano X Camilo Novels & Stories

To our kids. Mariana looked him in the eye, her heart breaking, but she nodded. She had to stop thinking about how she felt. The pack needed both of them. But even as she got ready to kill another enemy, she couldn't shake the feeling that their fight was about to get more complicated than either of them had thought possible. Enzo Castillo and Sergio Morales were getting their troops ready in the distance, but Carlos Varela's soldiers were not going to give up. They were outnumbered and outmatched. He could feel that Diego's troops were falling apart.

As soon as the leather touched her skin, the floodgates cracked open and the flashes came. Massimo’s body half-buried under rubble. His bloody smile. “Didn’t think I’d fall for you literally.” His voice, raw with urgency: “Talana!” She swayed where she stood, swallowing hard. The door slammed open. Mariano entered, trench coat still dusted in ash. His jaw was locked in a grim line, and his eyes, those storm-gray Sanchiano eyes, held a kind of grief that didn’t need to be spoken. “Talana.”

“Yes, like Dario used me and Andrés used Catalina. It fucking sucks, Dante, but that’s the world we live in. Dario and Catalina are doing well. So are Aléjandro and I. Camila will adjust. She won’t even need to leave the world and culture she knows. Besides, Rei’s a good man.” Inhaling, my chest felt tight. “Fuck that. I’m sick of people singing his praises.” My voice rose. “You of all people. I thought you’d see my side in this—Camila’s side.” “Me, who has been married off twice in her life?”

Mayor Perez winced in pain, "What are you talking about? Who are you?" "I'm Carlo Don El Marco, that's right but, you don't know the true story about me. I'm not his legitimate son, I'm a bastard from another woman and not entitled to climb to the cartel throne. They treated me like sh+t and sent me far from home to a battle of no return while the legitimate son is groomed to become the boss of the cartel operation. I am much better than him! He doesn't even know how to handle a gun but me, I've killed men, a lot em' "

Most times it never got to end well cause there were a lot of casualties from both business rivals. Spilling of blood was inevitable, and this was the major reason I was fucking going. Liam and Max wouldn't be able to face the heat alone. They were no match for the head of the Morano family. I was the only one who could go toe to toe with the fucking bastard. And I would make sure to rip off his stupid heart before I can return. I pushed up from my position, and made my way out to my bedroom. With how calm the mansion was, everyone must have fucking left.

Since Father never introduced himself, I have to assume that he knew these folks. As the woman examined me, she smiled. "Hello Valentina, I am Marco Delgado and this is my wife Camila," her husband said first. As he spoke, he gently lowered his harsh voice. He wrapped an arm around Camila's waist, and I noticed how Camila's first impulse was to withdraw. I gave a little smile while keeping my lips closed. I noticed a young guy standing against the wall behind Marco and Camila. The way he stood there showed that he didn't want to be here. As the tall man approached the door, I took a good look at him. He smiled and extended his hand as if to be rather pleasant.

Riccardo. “Marino,” Killian replied smoothly. “Quite a turnout.” “Quite,” Marino said. “Have you seen Tommaso around here anywhere? I had a deal with him, and he doesn’t seem to be delivering.” Killian hummed. “No, I haven’t. You know we don’t work together anymore, yes?” “I know you spun him out on his own.” Marino grunted. “Though I don’t know that was smart.” “Oh?” I could almost picture Killian quirking one eyebrow.

Dante said, sipping his drink as he looked at Candela. She scowled at him. **************** OUTSIDE THE MANSION Mario walked towards his car and reached to open it, but Carlos approached him. "Mario," "Yes?" Carlos stood in front of him. "I saw you," Mario furrowed his brows. "What are you...." "You and Camilla last night," Carlos retorted. Mario's face twitched. "How could you, man?" Carlos asked, making Mario look away. "I thought you loved your girlfriend," Carlos said.

Ace kissed her cheek before walking to where his brothers stood. “you look beautiful” he whispered, the moment she stood in front of him. Camila grinned. “you don’t look too bad yourself” she replied earning a small chuckle from him. “we are gathered here to witness the marriage of Roman Romero and Camila Santiago” the priest started. He read all the marriage rites and had the couple repeat after him, he led Camila in her vows but when it was Roman’s turn, he pulled out a paper from his pocket. He’d written special vows.

Our great friend Camilo. Camilo, the boy who was with Esteban, after Esteban's disappearance, offered to help us in any way he could, since he and Michael disapproved of Esteban's behavior. I always wanted to know what it was like to have a gay friend and what the benefits of it would be. But now I know, having Camilo as a friend, even though he sometimes stresses us out with his constant care, is also great. He helps us with our workload and our emotional burden. Which makes him a super friend.