Narcos Book Novels & Stories

"I know you have been stalking me. How long has it been going on like that? To meet your grandfather, you stoop this low, like paying those homeless people there to kill me? What? Did you plan to meet him in the morgue or graveyard?" Her back stiffened as Bash used that word. Graveyard. It triggered a memory that she had to shake away from her mind. "It's your...mental breakdown talking. It's okay. I can feel you." She lowered her gaze, not wanting Bash to see her red-rimmed eyes. Trying hard to keep her emotions at bay, she ranted, "That is normal after what happened to you in that street. People there can be violent because of poverty, unemployment, and addiction that an addict can't get r

Our moans filled the bathroom until we both reached heaven and it felt fucking awesome. After that quick escape in the bathroom, we fixed ourselves then we went straight to Ecstasy Café to meet his lawyer. He guided me toward the table where a masculine man was busy typing something on his laptop. "Attorney Elordi," Havoc spoke when we reached the man's table.

Then continued, "The Mafia Emperor's Addiction." "You are my addiction, little peach. You complete my life. I love you forever," He claimed me as I only belong to him. "I'm all yours only, Liam," I thought and started kissing him back. Our life is completed with our four kids, Pearl, Elliot, Eowyn and Evan. I wish God will fill our lives with prosperity, love and pleasure. ***** ***** ***** ***** ****** ~~~~~ THE END ~~~~~ ***** ***** ***** ***** ****** So here is the Epilogue, I hope you enjoyed the book while reading as I enjoyed writing it.

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Knowing that following him out of the hotel was useless, he was probably going to work or something, I decided to make good use of the opportunity that had presented itself before me. I was going to get into my man's room and prepare myself for him, with or without his permission. If he thought he could turn me down with my clothes on, let's see how he does without my clothes then. That was why I grabbed two glasses of malt from the bartender, slipping the drug into the guard's drink because the drug was going to make it foam, and since malt was already foamy, it was going to be the perfect disguise. “Here you go, monsieur Jean. A toast to beautiful bodies!”

André suddenly whispered softly in my ears, startling me a bit. I turned around to look up at him with a glare. He just looked down at me with a calm gaze. I was about to open my mouth to let out some really colorful words, before I saw him. I finally spotted El Narco. The latter had gotten even more fatter than the last time I saw him. He had a big cigarette in his mouth, as he eyed me creepily from the distance. He was surrounded by a couple, dangerous looking men in suits, all having a similar type of symbol sewn to their breast pocket. He gave me a malicious smile, noticing my lingering gaze and I gulped. He's actually here. From the looks of it, he still remembers the missing money. Who

Just watched as Nico fell deeper into the spiral. He left that night and returned to the bookstore. Begged with his eyes. Catalina didn’t speak. She handed him a list. Names. Addresses. Passwords. “Give me this,” she said. “Or I cut you off forever.” He didn’t hesitate. Because it wasn’t about power anymore. It was about addiction. ~~~~~ La Rosa Nera’s Leash By the time the fifth list came, he didn’t even wait for me to ask. He offered them.

Something told me this girl knew what she was doing, and she wasn't going to stop the until she'd finally broken me down. As if her cheating and lying weren't a sledgehammer enough. "So what do you plan to do?" I paused my rapid typing and thinned my eyes at the odd numbers on the screen of my monitor, heat rolling up my spine when the numbers failed to coincide. Just another person to die at the hands of the Cattanios, and this time, a thief who thought he'd get away with cooking books and stealing half a million from a mega sale of desomorphine, or better known as Krokodil.

All I needed to know was that this Nico person was coming to take care of him. “Oh, ok. Well, let me just die for a second. Then think about moving.” I say and Harry chuckles as he lies beside me on the mat. Both of us sweaty messes looking up at the ceiling. The only sound is our breathing. “No need. I will speak to you here.” We both turn our heads and look at the newcomer. God, he is handsome for being an older man. But those eyes, there is no mistaking them. He is Nico Moretti. The leader of the Cartel.

“Come on I want to go to town,” I hear Allie pleading with her brother Liam, an FBI Agent that was sent to protect me until they put Noah, my asshole of an ex-husband, along with his sleazy brother Caleb in prison for abducting me and drug smuggling. Noah and Caleb are the sons of the head of the Reza drug cartel. Who are now after me and my two friends Allie and Melanie. “What do you need to go to town for,” Liam asked. “Fine if you must know I thought we could get some flowers to