Mercadejas Family Tree Novels & Stories

It was, just gratitude that he took a notice to her perfume and ofcourse, to her. Magdalo belonged to an old Spanish family who were bootleggers when they arrived in America. They were a fiery, tempestuous family who stuck together and fought against each other but realized that in the end they had nobody but themselves to look after because, money belonged to the family and it was their job to commit to their money. Money brought in power and with power came girls, cars, houses, jewels and other things.

“Of course, Seraphine. I’m here for you. Ask anything you want, anything you feel you need to know, and I’ll tell you.” I nodded, smiling. “Lysander,” I began, keeping my voice soft, almost casual, “tell me about the family business… how it really runs. I’ve been gone for so long; I want to understand everything before fully stepping back.” He looked at me with that infuriatingly charming grin, unaware of the storm boiling in me. “The family business?” he repeated, leaning closer. “It’s not simple, Seraphine. Since Mother died four years ago, we control the trade of rare beasts, herbs, and mystical artifacts. Anything that goes through the seven valleys and beyond brings in millions of silve

I haven't been taken care of yet. I found out that they were three brothers. I saw it in the large picture hanging on the marble wall in the library. Jayar was second and Ermel was third. Ermel and the firstborn look alike. They got it from their mother who looks so beautiful in the picture. Jayar got the elegance and good looks of their father. They have the same eyes, very thick eyebrows but her lips are inherited from her mother. That's why my friend didn't get married. Because the Montevidad family is just another influential and very rich family. Even maybe a soul, they can buy it.

Nadia asked, her voice lowering at the mention of the name. Merca was the eldest in the Landon family, followed by Jacob. She was the former president of the company, but because she never married and had no heir, she personally trained her nephew Carl to be her successor. Every member of the Landon family feared opposing her. Since her retirement, she had been living peacefully in S Country, teaching kindergarten. --- “Merca and Vienna were inseparable back then. They were very close friends. That makes Merca the godmother of Vienna’s child,” Jacob explained.

Days passed, and Don Ferman’s secretary finally found a buyer. —Conversation— "Don Ferman, I’ve found a buyer! The Boraque family is now visiting your hacienda." "The Boraque family?!" the Don asked in surprise. "Ah, sorry Don Ferman... It’s actually Madam Boraque’s estate manager handling things for now because the Boraque family is busy preparing for her grandchild’s birthday." "Grandchild?!" "Yes, sir. Madam Boraque already has a grandchild." "Why don’t I know anything about this..." the Don muttered.

“It must be a curse. Someone must have cursed our family.” Other old families in the neighborhood, like the Garcías, were so numerous that you would not remember the names of all the sons, daughters, uncles, aunts, and grandchildren. The only people making the Gonzalez household were Valeria, her mother, and her grandparents (she wouldn’t count the distant relatives that were only known due to her grandma’s stories). The two uncles, her mother’s older brothers, were killed before Valeria was even born.

To offset the majestic and dramatic ensemble, I chose muted yet impactful towering gold stilettos from Jimmy Choo—and, of course, that eternal twinkle in my eye that no one could resist falling in love with. Before Mercede was introduced to the public as the fiancée of the firstborn, she was first presented to the in-laws of this powerful family as a gesture of their respect. They were all polite and adorably accommodating to everyone and everything. “Where’s our son, honey?” asked the Signor to his wife. The current head of House Mastrandrea, Ivanoe Mastrandrea, exuded a haughty, prideful, and dangerous air. Though, undeniably, he was classically handsome.

Noah responded to the greeting with a handshake. Alberto Eduardo Rivera Acuña was a tall man with black hair, just like his eyes. He was 60 years old, but looked a few years younger. He had married Jazmín Méndez Piñero at a very young age. They had two daughters, Isabel, now 25, and Hayami, who had just turned 30. The Rivera family was one of the wealthiest families in the city. Their wealth was due to the various luxury hotels they owned throughout the country.

One- HYUNDAI SHU Two- MARPOOL LINDER Three- MAXIMILLIAN CASTRO Four- FLORENZA SERENIO Five- MARCO FLAVIANO Six- INIGO MONTOYA Seven- DE LEON CLAN "Yes...Yes, mom that is it, that is the rich family I'm talking about." My mom was just staring at me as if I've just lost it. "Who?" my mom disputed as if I'm going crazy, "Oh mom, I'm talking about Enrique and Jace De Leon." I tiff on my breath.