Novelas y relatos de Ronan

“I would stand back if you’re going to watch. We are starting soon.” “I’m Ren’s assistant,” I tell him. He looks visibly surprised, tugging his glove off his hand to shake mine. He looks boyishly handsome. He has shimmering blonde hair that glows under the midday sunlight. No wonder the girls have been gushing. Especially with his warm brown eyes. “Oh, nice to meet you. I’m Nik, I’m the manager of this lot,” he tells me, motioning over his shoulder at the others who seem unfazed at my presence.

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

I've been floating around here for the past few weeks in total heaven; I'm in love with my ring it's the most flawless thing I've ever seen in my life. The cut is called empress or something like that I looked it up; I know it's about ten carats but I have no idea neither do I want to know how much it cost. He'd had the words Lyon's Angel forever inscribed inside; how sweet is my guy huh? Mom has been singing a different tune lately as well, now she's Colton's biggest ally. Dad's smile is a little less strained these days also. As for Colton's family, well let's just say they've all been exceptional, even Daniel who is a complete riot when he's high.

Anya's heart that was dancing all this while nearly stopped when she heard the word "however" " Ronan is a brilliant boy. He was witty enough to retrieve those files and I'm sure the integrity of those files are preseved as well." Anya looked at Ronan who slowly lifted up his head and looked at her. He grinned widely and winked at her. People cheered, clapped and applauded as Ronan stylishly stood up and bowed.

Memo's parents died in the car crash, being the only son he has no choice but to step up and became the CEO of their company, but to his surprise, all of his assets were frozen. He then discovered that to get his assets, he must marry Rowan Palmer, his parent's business partner. Since all of his assets were frozen, Memo was forced out of his house and he has nowhere to go. So when his ex-husband shows up and convinces him to live in his house, his dwindling options lead him to bite the offer. But with the two of them living together, how big is the chance that their old flame will be rekindled?

The club was blaring hard rock music. It smelled like sweat mixed with expensive cologne. And, it smelled, vaguely, like gunpowder. But maybe that was just in my head, considering the number of guns I was near these days. The name of the club was The Nostra. I thought it was weird, as it sounded like something related to the nose. Landon explained that it meant 'the thing' in Italian. Too much of Italian. I was surrounded by everything from that damn country. God.

At this point, I didn’t have the energy to do so. “I am going to ask a stupid question, but why the fuss about Lea?” Renata asked, shaking her head in question. “There are others who seem to be holding the same crest.” She pointed at Ezra and Mario as she did, avoiding looking at mom who she knew had her own. And though she had given Giovanni and I ours, which belonged to her and his mother, she still had her own before. “Why Lea?”

Ranon. His powerful arms were still wrapped around me, one draped protectively over my waist, the other tucked carefully beneath my neck, cradling my head. His breath, warm and steady, stirred the fine strands of hair near my ear, a peaceful, rhythmic whisper. I could feel the steady, resonant rhythm of his heart beating beneath my palm, the slow, reassuring rise and fall of his chest, anchoring me completely to this perfect, fleeting moment. The subtle scent of him—wild mint, clean linen, and something uniquely Ranon, a hint of untamed earth—enveloped me, a delicious intoxication.

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

" No need to provide financially. We have enough. Just give me your contact. When he wakes up, I will give you a call immediately " " Oh " Alessio breath. " Thank you so much Ma'am. So, so much " " Can I ask, what his name is? " " Of course. He is Maximo Santino "