Mikael Rivera Novels & Stories

I asked, trying to ignore the affect Julius’ display of power had on me. “Trying to get rid of me so soon?” Adrian scoffed, his expression light once again as he stood to his full height. “Okay, okay, as much as it pains me Maia, I’ll go. I just have one last thing…” he took a step towards the door before pivoting so that he was facing Maeve. “I, Adrian Fowler, reject you, Maeve Lorenze, of the Blood Moon Pack.”

I asked. "Alessandro Russo, tall, tanned, handsome you know the typical mafia man type" My heart dropped and my palms began to sweat, thinking back to my husband, the love of my life who left me at the lowest point of my life, and I was going to see him at the gala for the first time in a year. "I'll send you the rest of the details," Mateo states and hangs up, leaving my head spinning and my mind in a whole different state. A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life I'd ever had and then destroyed it.

The Implications: Careers in Jeopardy and a Family Name Tarnished The Rivera name, once a footnote in Hollywood lore, is now synonymous with deceit. Elizabeth Rivera's scandals were tabloid fodder; Serena's could be career-ending. Studios are already whispering about recasting her in upcoming projects—Ravielle, her breakout lead role, might survive on merit, but future offers could dry up if she's seen as toxic. "No one wants a homewrecker headlining," a casting director confided. "It's bad for business."

a simple answer, but Mike seems fulfilled. He nodded and wait until he goes. He opened his phone and launched the CAM application he is using from its launch. “Sam Ramos … this man is the top streamer?” he keeps on visiting his profile, but he knocks it off when a young lady calls his name from a decent distance. “Babe!” Mike immediately goes to her and maintains social distancing until they reach a motel nearby. Mike is a naughty twenty-three years old Civil Engineering senior. He always wanted new-- if he tastes it, he can throw it like a lollipop from his mouth.

I whispered in his ear. I quickly let go of him, stood up and climbed into my car leaving him speechless. I WAS STILL GOING TO TOTALY DO IT! After that speech he made to me. I Angelina Riana Rivera Wolfen was actually still going to do the marking ceremony with Lucas tonight and it was better I just got that out of the way and after that I would be bonded to my mate. I would be his and he would be mine.

"Mia Abreu." "Well, Miss Abreu, what finally made my buddy River decide to stop hiding you from us?" Matt Harris looked at me with interest. I stole a glance at River. What else did he tell them? However, the man didn't give any clues. Instead, he chuckled like a maniac. After exhaling, I smiled, trying to keep my composure. "River thinks it's time for us to publicly announce our relationship," I replied in a soft voice. Matt laughed out loud, making the whole room notice us. "I never thought I'd see the day coming. River, you really did a good job of keeping the secret. Well done, mate!"

MICHAEL'S POV. I sat quietly on the couch shaking the glass of wine in my hand, my mind still clouded with guilt. I still couldn't believe Allen talked me into this evil act, it wasn't because I was righteous, I was the complete opposite. My name was Micheal but I was known among the billionaires as “The drug devil”. I was a drug dealer, one that you shouldn't mess with…one that valued money more than family. I was someone who sent shivers through people's spine, there was no single person that crossed me and never lived.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

he replied leaning up and turning to his stove. I smile then turned back to my laptop, he wasn't wrong. I will definitely get my freedom, I will probably get a lot more than I set out for, I'm always open to new possibilities. E-mails flowed into my laptop one after another, I opened the first one from Mira, she was back in Santa Monica, finally, I missed her, we can finally have lunch. However, she sent me some information from Marcel and Eric, her father, he was Luca's older brother, he was a chill dude.

Mikaela understood her and felt a pang of sorrow in her heart. The only person who lived nearby—and the only one whose address she knew—was Javier. Mikaela remembered the…salacious near-accident during the day, but her maternal drive over her daughter overwhelmed any sense of embarrassment she could feel. Steeling herself, Mikaela led Renna in the direction of Javier’s house. The man himself was enjoying a bath in his father’s place. The longer he stayed there, the more attractive staying became. Staying there came with at least one advantage: He might have a shot at seeing his pops come back.