Miguel Mike Ramirez Novels & Stories

hear someone say from the other end of the table. Almost every girl is looking, but it was her gaze that was the most frightening. If I remember correctly, Zariah told me her name was Mareli, from the Passion Pack. her hair is a fiery red - not orange - that commands the attention in the room by itself. Her expression is hostile "Nah, just Fate," Brynn replies carelessly. Is a fight about to start here? Mareli narrows her eyes. "I seriously think it's cheating that you got to see Malik before anyone else. Especially since you broke the rules...Do you really think Malik is going to want a Luna who doesn't do what she's told?"

He sat on his bed as he held on to his head, memories of what had happened earlier replaying in his head and the most hurtful of them all was when he’d seen Ariel jump in to take the arrow for Damien . He screamed in anger as he threw his pillow to the floor as that scene kept replaying in his head. He dragged the duvet off the bed as he started ripping it with his bare hands, imagining Damien as he ripped the duvet. He went to the vase on the table, picked it and started smashing it against the wall and while he did that, he imagined Damien ’s head. He started kicking against the wall angrily while he screamed in anger and pain.

She thinks of Lily and the kids, at home waiting for their father and husband. “Hello, Kimmy. Did you miss me?” Anger, hatred and a murderous calm fill her as she looks up into his eyes. “You will regret this, Miguel.” “Oh, I don't think so,” He tells her with a 'cat that ate the canary' grin. So smug. So proud of himself. He is thinking that he already won and in his head, he is planning his celebration with Kimmy. In her head, she is thinking of the million ways that she is about to kick his ass. “I was just saying 'hello' to your little boyfriend here.”

Beside him stood Standfast, a bit shorter but no less imposing, with a sneer playing on his lips. Standfast, around nineteen, had a more rugged demeanor compared to Phillip. His face, while not conventionally handsome, bore the marks of someone who had seen their fair share of trouble. He had a solid build, indicating a readiness for action rather than words. His eyes held a steely intensity, hinting at a volatile temperament kept in check only by Phillip's presence.

Luna Claudia nodded in response and she shook her head, snapping herself out of whatever she was thinking. “You are right about that one,” Luna Claudia said, and Mario wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her to his chest. He looked at Ezra who was standing on the windowsill from the outside, staring out at the people. It was a habit that he often had, a trick that he taught me whenever he wanted to run was to jump out of these heights, and though I knew that I might never be as good as he was, I knew that he was impressed by how fast I learned. But then again, having a father like mine, despite not telling me who he was, I was still forced to train, athletically at least.

He took over his father, Nicofero Rivera at the age of eighteen, and now, by twenty four, has expanded the family's territory to half of America. He is considered one of the most capable 'Dons' in Rivera history, rivaled only by Salvatore Rivera of the 1960s. His grandfather. I switched the laptop off when I heard Mariano's steps come toward the room. I knew what I wished to know anyway. He opened the door softly, expecting me to be asleep, but smiled as he took in my state. "Find anything of consequence?" He asked as walked to his closet. I shook my head. "Nope. I didn't even Google. I was just checking my emails." I lied.

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.”

Her father follows Kylie's lead and does the same, only giving her a hug before moving over to great Zander with a handshake. The other two in the back who I haven’t met yet move towards us with friendly warm smiles directed toward me. I tense a little clasping onto Oliver's hand a little tighter, not sure of the reaction I’m about to receive. “Welcome Luna, My name is Alex, this is my mate Meghan, we are Gammas of Liverpool,” the male bows his head in respect as they reach me. Oliver rolls his eyes and gives me an encouraging smile before releasing my hand and bringing Alex into a bro hug.

Aguilar: “Miriam, how are you?” I asked, looking at one of the women who stood in front of me, representing her father. “I am honored that you admitted me here. I must admit, after hearing a lot about you, I did not expect you to do so,” she said, watching as I nodded at her to take a seat.

Doctor Jimenez took a wipe and she used it to wipe the gel on my stomach and then she came out of the room silently. It was nerve-wracking lying in the bed and Michael still hasn't spoken a word. I don’t know what to say and I’m so nervous and embarrassed to look in his direction because I don’t want to see the anger and maybe the disappointment in his face. I just clenched my fist at the extreme anger I feel right now about myself. I can't believe that this is happening to me right now. I was slowly moving on with my past but it keeps on crawling back to me and now, it crawls back with a reminder.