Novel & Cerita Santi X Nabi

I was safely escorted into a palanquin that carried me to Nati's temple where the wedding rites would begin. Nati's temple was way bigger than Natalís probably because he was the sovereign deity of Nayak. People seek children and good health from Natalí while they seek protection, strength, and power from Nati. The god was also the husband of Natalí so everyone mostly worshiped both of them together at Nati's temple. Various statues that depicted Nati's strength and valor in battles including the ones that depict Natalí healing him with her tears could be seen everywhere in the Temple's surroundings.

Santiago’s voice was curious, yet heavy underlined with authority. “T-Tomás, señor. Tomás Santos.” His eyes were still glued to the ground, his face turning red. Santiago smirked. “Ah, the saint. Good job, Tomás.” His voice carried rare approval. Tomás stiffened, the corner of his mouth twitching. “G-gracias, El León.” His voice was barely a breath. Just as I was watching the young man, studying him, Santiago’s hand slid lower on my back, steering me toward the staircase. “Come, mi ángel.”

“But let’s find out.” The man approached with a determined stride. Dante Moretti. His voice was deep, authoritative. “My name is Vittorio Santi. And I think we need to talk.” Inside the villa Vittorio Santi was the patriarch of the Santi family, the rival family that had been at war with the Morettis for decades. Everyone knew it. Everyone tensed. But Vittorio hadn’t come with threats. “Salvatore and I were enemies,” he said, sitting in the living room, a glass of wine in his hand. “But we were also partners. Secretly. Nobody knew.”

Bruno replied. "Promise pinky swear," Santi said, extending his little finger. Bruno smiled at his son's promise, extended his own finger, and interlocked it with Santi's. "A pinky swear can't be broken; it's sacred," Santi said with utmost seriousness. "Okay, we'll never break it," Bruno tried not to laugh; it was a very serious matter for his son. Nicole heard them arrive, and Santi excitedly started telling her what the captain had told them.

Please ask them where Tim and my sons are. ‘Nicholas is going to let me drink from him, Dominique. I am going to push the energy into you. It will heal you faster. I hope it gives you enough strength to fight your way out. Or at least breaks your bonds.’ ‘Nathaniel, save your energy. I can feel you wearing down.’ ‘I’ll be fine. I will keep the energy I get from his Beta.’

"Oh? So, how do you want me to say that, huh?" "Joaquin, enough." Santi stood in front of Tessa to get her attention. "We're sorry. We didn't mean for you to hear those things. We were just messing around, we hope you can forgive us." Tessa looked away, as if she was still upset. "By the way, I believe we haven't properly met. Hi, I'm Santi." Tessa's eyes turned to Santi's hand. She seemed reluctant to accept it, but when she saw me looking, she sighed before shaking Santi's hand.

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.

I came in. “Gloria!” Nabi exclaimed and came towards me. Holding my hand she dragged me towards the sofa next to Dante and made me sit. All of their focus was on me now. “Now, where did that bastard take you,” Nabi asked. Dante beside me tried to stifle his laugh. “You guys are probably the first ones to call the leader of Carnival a Bastard.” “He is one,” Sara said bluntly while sitting comfortably on a chair. “What are you guys on about?” I asked.

Because of the deal to be signed, Santiago had to make an appearance by himself after all he was going to be the new leader of Mathux and the reigning mafia king but what he didn't know was that his actions were suspicious because Nahil had not called him but he came on his own.

Beau moved a little watching Nabi with swollen eyes, pale lips and a band-aid on her neck covering the mistake he had done to her. Before she could register his face, she was laying in her room with Olivia beside her. "How old are you?" Nabi managed to speak out. "Same as Beau. Both were converted in the same year." "How can you control your urge while Beau is unable?", Nabi murmured with weak voice.