Rey De La Ira Novels & Stories

They make you think hell is better place than the Earth when you mess with them or their families and it's not a good sight. "Hey! Just get this over with" Leo said glaring at all of them. He might look like he is not even a teeny tiny bit interested in this whole situation. But, they all want and need the same thing. Iris Carmela Romano. The Mafia Princess. The angel and their sweetheart.

I just chuckled at her. “It’s been a while, Catalina.” Alliyana greeted, Uncle Arturo’s unica hija. She has a chinky eyes, she’s not that fair, and her lips are thin, obviously kissable. While Chrishna is naturally a honest rude and cold. She have a beautiful upturned blue eyes, and a pouty lips, she’s also fair, just like her mother. Laughing, Avery Ace, son of Uncle Anthonio, daddy’s fifth brother, pulled me from Chrishna just to hug me. Chrishna hit him hard on the head but he just laughed while one hand caressed his head, one of his arms remained on me.

And that when she smirks and pulls up her sleeves. Ready for the fun to begin. "People call me Vera with love." She takes hold of Ron's neck and starts choking him. The men surround her from all the sides as she pulls out the hidden dagger from her side pockets. With a smile on her lips, she continues her sentence before sliding the knife on the Beta's neck and making him drop down. Dead. "While men call me Rebel with hate" And that's when all men stop to stare at her in disbelief. "So what's it gonna be for you boys? Who is next?"

He held high his hands to slap me but with my eyes turning white, I controlled his movements. I still had my controlling movements with my eyes but I couldn't use it that much or else I will fall into exhaustion. He mouthed, "stupid bitch." I smiled and turned my eyes to the other side so that he could have his arms in the direction of my eyes. Catalina gasped in shock, she didn't know that I was a person blessed with powers. "Are you from Rosla?" She asked in surprise. "My name is Hemilia, nice to meet you." I grinned darkly with my eyes sparkling.

he laughed. "Altar....do you know what i am?" Diego asked him. "No. Thats why youre here to enlighten me" "Do you even know who i am?" Diego said. "You're Diego. You just told me" Altar laughed. "Altar" Diego began "I am Princess of Theronia. Daughter of king Zikhali Reed. Diego Reed"

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

“I don't know yet, I'm still confused. Have you tried getting information out of Those two asses?” “I did, it's still the same. I think you should find the third guy, though. What's his name? The one you stabbed his fingers? oh, heard about it from One of those men though, I loved it” “Rafael is his name, and I don't know where to find him” “We'll torture it out of them, or we could check their houses to see if he'll come around " “Yes Good. How's Lee?” He sighs"Still mad at you, he misses you and wants to see you”

refrigerator helplessly watching all this with a panicked expression. Valeria spoke terrified; and Olegario Rey tried to get into the terrifying nightmare without stopping to look enraptured, the sensual forms of that reincarnated Venus. "I could clearly see with my own eyes how that monster was gulping me down," she added, and asked, "Isn't that terrifying, Olegario?" -Remember that it was only a dream. A dream, remember it! –replied Rey to reassure her– However, I want to ask you a routine question: could you identify the cannibal? "Impossible," Valeria responded dryly. -Because impossible? King asked. "An iron mask covered his face," he noted with a pathetic expression. Do you remember a

Trip asked as he went down to one knee so he was eye-level with James. “To you, I’m Grim, blood of Wrath,” James said. Jenna gasped audibly but Jake grinned proudly. Trip was smiling down at him. “Grim’s a good road name. How did you get it?” “I killed the man that killed my mother,” James said solemnly, his little face expressing the seriousness of his words. “Fuck,” Trip whispered and got to his feet. “You want a beer?” Jake asked him, heading to the fridge. “Yeah, thanks.” He rounded the table and wrapped his arms around Jenna, kissing her cheek and whispering something in her ear.

I hadn’t noticed when they got to my side. “My name is Mellana. I’m the head warrior of the Red Moon witch coven.” She answered. As those words slipped from her mouth, my mother opened the back door. “Mellana?” My mom asked to confirm her name. “Yes, ma’am.” She answered with her hands down now. “I can’t believe it is really you. You’ve grown up so much. How’s mother going?” Mom asked happily “I’m sorry, ma’am but do I know you?” She asked my mother politely.