Novel & Cerita Santana Lopez

By the twelfth edge, Lucía was completely broken — tears streaming down her face, body trembling, voice hoarse from begging over the thunder of the water. “Please, Santiago,” she begged desperately. “I can’t take it anymore. Please let me cum. I’m your World Cup whore — use me, ruin me!” Santiago rose, towering over her. His massive, veined cock stood brutally hard. He gripped the rope around her throat and pulled her back against him. “Beg like the desperate Argentine slut you are.” “I’m your filthy cumdump,” she sobbed. “Please destroy this pussy. Break me open while the falls watch!”

She stands, and the pack erupts into cheers. "Alpha! Luna!" they chant, their voices rising in unison, as if they hadn’t tried to tear us down just weeks ago. My lips curl in amusement, but I say nothing. Let them cheer. Zoe steps forward next, her brown hair braided down her back, her expression calm but guarded. She kneels, speaking her vow as Beta Female, her voice carrying strength despite the lingering pain in her eyes. I know what she’s lost—four unborn children, ripped away before they could even take a breath. No one should have to bear that.

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

“His name is Santi. You don’t know him? He’s friends with Xander.” My brows furrowed with the name. Xander has a lot of friends whom I have met already but I don’t remember meeting someone named Santi. Maybe a new friend? “He studies here too,” Elize said. “His full name?” “Santiago Lopez.” “Hmm, Santiago Lopez,” I murmured. I know of the Lopezes here. They’re the owner of LHR in Baler. Does that mean he’s related to the Lopezes of Baler?

Lorenzo’s POV If I said I wasn’t stunned at her torturing skills, I would be lying. For an amateur, it usually takes forever to get words out of an offender, but she just did it, and it didn’t even take hours. I was wowed and proud of her. I clapped my hands together, applauding her skill. “Who’s Santiago?” she inquired. “There are so many people with such a name. Linda will do some work on that and find the right person who did that,” I assured her.

Samuel We’re trying our best to restrain ourselves from acting on our instinticts and claiming her right here but she’s not helping any of us with that look upon her eyes. They were on fire but there was something else dancing on those gorgeous hazel eyes. Innocence. And that was driving us mad. Pandora

Bloody hell, he was singing something about birthday sex in front of my girlfriend. "Nothing." She answered. "Tanner and Landon are bonding over sex songs." Wow. My mafiosi was singing that shit with some little dickhead. I had some real shit on Landick, but I couldn't bring myself to take Isabelle's friends away. Antonio started singing Soft as Snow but Warm Inside, and my Bella giggled. "What are you doing?" She asked. "I'm at work." "A desk job?" I laughed. "Yes, ofcourse."

A female voice told Ellaine. She was beaten and tired, more dead than alive. Her breath was just a thin thread. But she was determined to win this, once and for all. She wouldn’t dare give up. Because her hands were tied, she struggled to reach the Hristoax with her mouth. To distract Ánië, she said “You will not be able to beat me now.” “Really? Why?” She turned to Ellaine just in time to see her eat the pearl in her necklace—the Hristoax.

Spencer answered briefly. River wanted to get lost in Spencer's answer. First of all, she didn't want to see the two. Second, she doesn't want to associate with Ms. Vallez and Elion. Lastly, she doesn't want to have any more contact with Elion. But even if she didn't want to, she couldn't do anything because Spencer agreed to become an investor with the Vallez. She noticed Spencer glancing at her and even though she wanted to act professionally she couldn't because she couldn't stop herself from getting annoyed so she rolled her eyes at Spencer, which shows her annoyance.

Santana was my only real friend and I wast sure what I would do if she left. We had spent months shopping for the perfect dress for her to wear to the ceremony. I knew she was very excited. As long as I had known Santana she had dreamed of finding her mate, she was always talking about how great he would be and how powerful he would be. I, on the other hand, couldn't imagine having a mate. I had always been shy and more of a loner. I couldn't even talk to guys without stumbling over my words and looking like a fool.