Miguel Mike Ramirez Novels & Stories

“He is an investigative Journalist. He has been conducting a research on corporate fraud that may be related to our case, but he refused to reveal more details over the telephone.” The drive went in a blur and in silence, as both seemed to be pondering over something. Miguel stopped in front of a small office center in a commercial area of the city. “This is it,” he said, and turned off the engine. "Ready?" Ximena breathed heavily. ”As always. “ They went upstairs to the third floor and opened the door with the inscription on it – ‘Javier Ramirez, Investigative Journalist.’ Miguel knocked and a thin man with unkempt hair and glasses opened the door.

’ Mikali answered, a twinge of fear in his voice. David remained standing while we waited for Mikali. Mikali hurried into my office ten minutes later, his shaggy brown hair a mess. I raised an eyebrow as I caught the scent of a female I didn’t recognize. “A little preoccupied, Hamilton?” I questioned. He gulped and looked down, embarrassed.

Evelyn's POV "I, Alpha Kyle Turner, reject you, Evelyn Sanders, as my mate." Alpha Kyle hoarse voice boomed in my ears making me freeze on my tracks, his voice laced with disgust. Crack! A cracking sound resounded inside my body and I felt as if a part of me was forcefully torn and taken away. My wolf howled in pain but there was nothing I could do about it. Tears flowed down my face as the pain became immeasurable, increasing with each second to the point I was unable to tolerate it. I could care less about the gazes on me. I was already used to it.

To his surprise, though, Miranda decided to give her ex a ride rather than trouble him. As they waited, Felix asked casually, “Which division are you with, Mr. Lloyd?” “Southern Command,” Mike answered simply. “And Mayor Lloyd—he’s your…?” “My uncle,” Mike replied without hesitation. He didn't mind revealing his identity. Once Felix figured out who Mike was, a faint, knowing smile touched his lips. “A pleasure to meet you.” Miranda drove up to the restaurant entrance a few minutes later. Felix reached for the front passenger door, but she shot him a sharp look. “Sit in the back.”

—necklaces taken from defeated demigods. Don was so mad, as he imagined his eyes glowing just like the wolf's. He raised his sword. Phelan's army cheered for her from her inner self as she could only get the voice herself, but the sounds died when Don dodged her first swing and sliced her dagger in half, right between the handholds. “Wii” she whimpered. “AAAA!” Don spun and kicked her in the snout. She staggered backward, trying to regain her footing, then lowered her head to charge. But She never got the chance. Don's sword flashed—slicing off part of Phelan's right arm, then the other. She tried to grab Don with a lot of energy, but she couldn't. He rolled away, picking up half of her bro

She rose up immediately from her seat, and as she tried to hurry to the crowd, I grabbed her hand and stopped her. My eyes must have gotten red as I stared at her, because I saw the shock in her face as she stared back at me. I ignored that. Then, with a cracked voice that felt forced and uneasy, I asked her, “Wh- who is he? Who is that man, and what is his position in this company?”. “What do you mean, Miss? Don't you know who Micheal Rodriguez is?”. “And, did you not watch the news yesterday?”. “He is the owner of Ma-Kings company and some other companies he mentioned. He is the one and only authentic chairman of three huge companies”.

The soon to be Alpha of the New Mexico pack, Felix, chastised his friend. I smiled. “He’s right though. If your father catches us, not even the goddess could save our asses.” “Oh come on Des, he can’t do shit to you! You’re already Alpha.” Shaking my head, we watched the game. The University of New Mexico was not known for their football team, and they were living up to that reputation. However, you wouldn’t know it by how rowdy their fans were being. It was as though they were number one. This was going to top my list of the stupidest things I had ever done.

A the hotty, Ryan Damison walking in the corridor with the undernourished Raj, our department's head. Raj looks like a skinny matchstick while Ryan looks like a huge, thick matchbox. And looks hot, just like a freshly baked muffin coming right away from the oven. His chiseled jawline accentuates his sculpted face that is worth drooling. I want to save his face on my phone’s wallpaper. His shoulders are bulky and broad, muscularly squared and his sturdy hands are in the pocket of his navy blue pants, which remind of yesterday's incident. I hope I didn’t burn Hotty’s balls.

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

Monic mentioned whereas Jessica was already off the hook. She was already logged into her PC where she had her very first search about Ben Sanchez and Ramio Sanchez. Ben Sanchez was being defined an ex general from the Mexican Army. A highly ranked detective who had retired about five years ago and decided to start a business with his Ramio Back in Mexico at their home town Aguazul dealing with coffee and transportation. Whereas Ramio had already been running the coffee business needing money to keep it going. The led his brother who had all the money but all he needed was Ramio to help him cop up with transportation business which was Ben’s idea.