Santana X Novels & Stories

--- A Few Days Later Selena received a call from someone unexpected—a woman named Santi, a former accessory designer who had worked on Evelyn’s social project two years ago. “I know who Evelyn really is,” the voice on the line said. “She once promised me a long-term collaboration, but the moment the cameras stopped rolling... she cut all ties. She never even paid me for my work.” Selena gave a faint smile. “Can you tell me more?” --- At a Small Studio Selena met Santi in a modest studio filled with beads and fragments of handmade jewelry. There, Santi showed her the evidence: emails, voice messages, and canceled payment confirmations.

“I feel comfortable with Santi.” Isis’ face soured. “Now I’m jealous. You keep praising Santi, it hurts, Xanthe. Even your names sound alike, only the spelling is different.” She thought for a moment. “You're right! I only just realized it now, even though I've mentioned his name so many times.” She laughed. “By the way, you made him mad, but he still held the cart so you wouldn’t fall. If it were me and I was that angry, I would’ve pushed you.”

"Mmmmmmm....." I begin to hum. I squeeze my eyes shut, shifting my body weight on my knees, and grab her hips tighter. I feel myself getting close to the orgasm I'm chasing. Suddenly, the door flies open, breaking me of my rhythm. "What the fuck, man?" I shout, as Darren Pumin struts through the door. "Sorry. I thought you were done." "Santos." Sasha reaches between her legs and strokes her clit. "Keep going, Santos. I'm so close."

More heated. XOXO Natacha_H

I then take my seat just as Santos and Santiago comes over and sits in the empty chairs. “So, how does it feel to be almost engaged?” Santos asks them. “Awesome.” Andros says barely whispering, but Analina heard it anyway. “It is, so far we only had two objections.” She also answer his question. “We are not all going to be like that, my raven beauty.” “Why are you calling me that for?” She asked Santos. “Because your hair is dark brown in color and it looks almost black, so I decided to call you raven.” He explains. “I should let you both know now, and from me before someone else tells you guys. After my full recovery I'll be moving in with Analina and her family.” “Is that true, pudding po

he didn't want to ruin her mood too. Xavier has been in relation with Sana from last 1 year...they both love each other so much..she is like sister to Ryan..he can get angry on anyone even on Xavier except Sana... Xavier hold her waist tightly and pusher her towards his chest and inhaled her scent Deeply.."Ur fragrance always calms me down Sana.."he was nudging his face in her neck.. she was just smiling...

Santiago smiled slightly and murmured, “The marriage was a mistake.” The assistant blinked. “Excuse me?” “But their rivalry,” Santiago added, leaning forward, “now *that’s* profitable tension.” She tilted her head. “You want them to collaborate?” Santiago didn’t even look at her. “No,” he said, voice smooth and cutting. “I want to see what happens when they *have* to.” — At the private airstrip outside Paris, Ximena arrived dressed in a high-collared cream blazer and dark pants, sunglasses hiding most of her face. She handed her passport to the security officer and made her way toward the sleek summit-arranged private jet.

Xander said in a warned tone. GISELLE just raised her eyebrow because of the tone of the voice of Xander towards her. She doesn't care if that is a warning or annoyance towards her. This woman is insulting her. Not once but many times and she will not let it escape. Especially that she will need to have lunch with this woman. She also has a limitation for dealing with rude and hypocrite people. " Sigh, She is Maria Lineã Santos. Ex-wife of my late father Severus Monteverde. And this is my Half-Sister Angeline Santos" Xander introduction to Giselle. Who is looking fiercely in front of them.

But that didn’t go well, it angered Constanza more, and she didn’t hesitate to land more slaps on Renata. “Wrong answer, bitch,” she growled. “Okay that’s enough,” Santiago walked into the room. He was dressed differently this time, the sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up to his elbow, a few buttons undone… he looked a mess. He halted when he got to where Renata sat in the chair, head raised, but her hair now covered a good amount of her face, and he couldn’t see what expression she had. “I don’t enjoy doing this, Renata.” He stooped to brush off her hair from her face.

Santos 'Oh for Goddess's sake! How did that man escape?' Santos thought the harpies had almost dispatched of the Midnight pack, and he was silently congratulating himself on not having to use the demons at his disposal. When along came hurricane Ethan, doubling Elena's magic, and now Santos was watching as she lay waste to his fighters.