Rubio Con Rayitos Novels & Stories

He almost looked like he was having fun. "We don't want any trouble." That was Sexy Stranger, and in spite of the guns all around her, Ruby's eyes were drawn back to his face at the sound of his voice. She'd gotten a good look at him before when she was ogling, but now certain details jumped out at her again - how very dark his eyes were, for example, like strong coffee. Or how his mouth was slightly crooked, but in a way that emphasized the strong shape of his face. The sleeve of his shirt had ridden up slightly, revealing a gauze bandage she hadn't noticed before.

What was Kyle getting on? “Do you know this person?” Ryu asked. I stared at his eyes, which were glowing red, his teeth gritting and ready to tear my limbs apart if I had the slightest connection. Falling apart at this point meant giving everything up. That would make my whole life a lie, and that wasn’t an option. “I don’t know him, but I can tell he isn’t the one.” “What do you mean he isn’t the one?” Kyle growled. “He doesn’t have a cut mark on his right hand.” I said, “Alpha Ryu cut his right hand open during the fight, but his hand was cut on the left.”

he retorted, his tone sharp. Scarlet watched in stunned silence as Ryan released her hand and strode purposefully towards H, a flash of fury and steel in his gaze. A wicked smile played on Ryan’s lips as he stood before H, a glint of menace in his eyes. “Humberto Rodriguez, isn’t that your real name?” Ryan inquired, his voice low and dangerously calm. H met Ryan’s gaze with a defiant glare and a smirk tugging at the corners of his bruised lips. “There’s nothing more to my name, so why would I care if you know it or not?” he retorted.

Riu is reflected in one word "captivating" and of course, it is a perfect match for Gabriela, at least in the physical sense. He is tall, slim, and majestic, he looks like her father, just as Gabriela is agile and elegant, a great contrast to her father. Riu's eyes, unlike his father's, are almond-shaped and a deep, warm shade of brown, just like Gabriela's, although her eyes are heavily trimmed by long, thick lashes that look like an extended soft brush. against her cheeks every time she looks or closes them and lastly, both Riu and Gabriela have the same raven hair, Riu's short and neat around her ears and the back of her neck, but it stays long in front to It falls in an acute and youthfu

As Roberto drives us away from the brownstone, I can't help but study him, immediately noticing the differences and similarities to Connor. Though they both are tall and have the same thick, dark hair and bright blue eyes, Connor has a slightly slimmer build. His voice is also a bit raspier than Roberto's and, of course, he's missing his left pinky finger while Roberto isn't. And while Connor smells like fresh, rain-washed meadows, Roberto has a spicier, leather scent. If I didn't know Connor so intimately — know each muscular curve, the feel of his firm chest against my cheek and the way he smells, I might not have immediately known the difference. At least not as quickly as I did.

But among the artworks in the room, what caught my attention was the painting on the easel place near the window. I went closer to it and I was stunned by the beauty of the painting. It is still unfinished but I can clearly see how magnificent it is. Did the Alpha paint it? I continue to watch the painting in awe. It's a painting of a gray wolf with familiar blue eyes. It looks so alive and vibrant. "Luna Azalea Salvatorri." I jerked when I heard a familiar voice from behind. I was too lost with the painting and I didn't even notice Alpha Lucien's arrival.

Rio said and the colour of his eyes changed to blue but his was different, the entire eyes was blue and the pupil couldn't be seen. Even when the colour of werewolf eyes change, the pupil is always visible. "You're not a werewolf." "I'm one, Just a different specie." Rio said and they hid behind wall as the men opened fire at the building. "Then we could fight our way out." Elsa said. "No, They're Sambora Canto Hunters, Experts and most especially, i don't transform." Rio said. "You can't?" "I can." "What the fvck is wrong with you Rio, we're gonna transform and we're gonna get the hell out of here." Elsa said.

She poured it all into her arms. The dough softened. It began to glow, warm and golden, alive and beating under her hands. “Now, add the yeast,” the Ruby Collector ordered. June reached for the glowing jar. Just as her fingers brushed it, a dark shape darted out from under the table—a hand made of black oil snatched the yeast away. “No!” June screamed. She lunged, grabbing the edge of the shadow’s cloak. Rico Romano. He wasn’t a gold coin anymore. He looked like a ghost, skin see-through and eyes swirling with black ink.

Her pedicured toes were squished into a pair of horrifyingly high strappy heels. Nate had left a few minutes ago, and we were all in the living room. I was on the couch next to Mia, who was picking through the duffle bags for what would look best on me, and Ruby and Quinn were setting makeup and hair tools up on the counter. Ruby was incredibly tall, with dark skin and an athletic build. Her lips were covered in a color to match her name, her dark eyes surrounded by thick lashes. Her hair was long and straight and swayed all over the place. I think she's already knocked two lipsticks off the counter in the ten minutes she's been here with her mane. She talked a lot about her makeup, and I co

The sniper complied and guided her brother out of the room leaving the three alone in the room. Ruby took a dagger and a vial containing a purple liquid from her basket. She bit the cork off of the container and made the marksman hold it. Ruby placed the dagger against her hand and split the skin open drawing out blood. She hissed a little before dropping her blood on the vial. The purple liquid turned gold and shimmered like sunshine when her blood mixed with the substance. Ruby twirled the tube and retrieved a big syringe from her basket. She pumped the liquid into the syringe and turned towards the marksman nodding for him to hold the humanoid feline down. Phoebus complied and grabbed Her