Nandor X Guillermo Novels & Stories

I yelled beside him, replaying the explosion in my head. “That could have been us!” I grumbled out loud now. “It could have,” he mumbled passively. “What's going on, Perez? Tell me!” I exclaimed but Perez hesitated. “Tell me, please,” I begged. “Fine,” he answered but didn't take his eyes off the road as he spoke. His forehead creased and I could tell he was tense. “Nando was killed, and whoever killed him is coming after us.” What? “Someone killed Fernando?” I echoed, completely shocked by the news. I mean, I did expect him to die but not at somebody's hands other than Miguel. Who would even kill him?

"Hello Naldo You may find it strange that I am writing you a letter. I could send you a message or something digitally, but when you read this letter, you'll understand my motives. I didn't come from Rio de Janeiro to fulfill any dream, on the contrary, since the day I arrived here my life has turned into hell. When I was in Rio de Janeiro, I found out that my father was cheating on my mother. I took him in the arms of another woman, and for defying him, Gonzalo put me on a plane and sent me to this place as punishment for my boldness. The problem is that I'm being threatened here. Gonzalo says he'll send me to a much worse place if I tell anyone his secret. Now, do you understand why I wrot

I grumbled, bringing two fingers up to my temple and massaging. "Nothing I can't handle. Eddie sends his regards by the way," Gunnar began loosening his tie and rolling his sleeves up to his elbows, causing the sleeves of his black button-down to hug his muscles most deliciously, "he's successfully taken over the familia so we'll be doing business more often." "That's good for him," I muttered.

GAMMA KENZO “Help me save, Nadine. You’re my only hope.” Xander spoke, and I could hear the pain in his voice. My hands froze before I lowered them to the ground. “You can talk now.” He said, but his hand remained around my throat. “Why would I believe you?” I asked. “I’ve been helping people around here since I got here and have not asked for anything in return.” “She’s a Montrell.”

It would be one thing if she had never had it, but she had held on to it for so long. "Any news from the Xandors?" she asked. Kimberly shook her head. Xandor Group was in disarray, with endless lawsuits piling up. They wouldn't have time to care about other things. Simon had contacted Shelly, who said that Darius had agreed to help, but there had been no news for days. The Xandors and Maurice were like cats on hot bricks, while Quinn continued to leave work at 5:00 pm every day. That evening, Quinn had dinner with Nadia. Seeing that her friend had come to spend time with her, Nadia was so overjoyed that she threw her arms around Quinn.

' I looked up to see him glaring at me as if annoyed actually that's an understatement he looked pissed what did I do to him? I then followed him to his room... When got there I looked around the color of the room was neutral he had a bookshelf full of books at least one thing about him hasn't changed a bit he still loves reading books and his guitar was on his bed.... I really missed hearing him play that guitar and how we used to write songs together in fact I still have all the songs that we've written tog ether and I will forever cherish them. 'That is where you can do whatever the fuck the assignment says you need to do.'he says pointing towards a table and a chair at the end of the roo

I coughed, "Ah, well, as you said I grew up in the Los Toros neighborhood. I know a lot about them. You needed to, to survive in the ghetto." Enzo gave me one last lingering look before he accepted my answer and I let out a breath of relief. "It's the new Don. He's changing shit up. Los Toros has been thriving for the past two years." I gasp lightly. Where the fuck was I? How did I not know about this new guy? "Who is he?" Nino fingered the skull ring on his finger, "They call him Don X. He's practically a fucking ghost. None of our people could get anything on him. He just fucking showed up."

Her nickname is Stormy/Story. Xzander Nero: light brown hair and fern colored eyes. He is rather quiet and watches those around him, not fighting the Rosario family when they come into contact with them. He isn't mute, but he just doesn't like talking twenty four seven and has a sense of doing what is right.

Through the small space in the corner, he stood silently, he watched as they all walked past, their flashlights cutting through the darkness, their voices urgent and frustrated. “I guess he isn't here, then. Let us move to the other side!” A security guard’s voice echoed, giving orders as everyone followed him instantly. The place was suddenly still and silent after they left, and Xander came out slowly from where he was hiding, with Nadia's body slouched across his shoulder this time around, his hand holding her legs resting on his chest firmly, both her hands and head dangling behind him. He pressed on quickly across the place, as he reached for a seldom-used exit that had been marked for

There was only one person who could fight him easily. A monster who played with shadows and contracts and bodies. He was just like a viper who never did charity. A man who scared every other man into obedience. Xander Sterling. I hated that I knew it but I hated that I needed him even more. But I needed someone strong enough to ruin Miguel, and Xander was the only one I’d seen win every war he entered.