Santiago Alejandro Segura Novels & Stories

a another loud applause followed, “Paolo Conan of Hardcross and Hummel Grant from Hasbroros.” Justin grunted. “—and presenting the award, we welcome Justin Santiago of SAN limited to the stage.” He froze.

PRISON CHAPEL ~NEW YORK PENITENTIARY Damien stiffened. Amelia’s eyes narrowed. Alejandro took a slow breath, like the words were cutting him on the way out. “I have a fiancée,” he said. “Gabriella Guerra. I’ve known her since she was sixteen. I love her. She’s the one I wanted to marry.” Amelia threw her hands up. “Then why aren’t you marrying her?!” Alejandro looked away, pain flickering in his eyes. “Because my older brother Miguel your late husband died,” he said quietly. “And now I’m forced to honor some stupid old tradition… and marry you instead.”

"I need to know more about Segura." She looked down at my book, then slowly pushed it to me. "Not a lot will help you, I am afraid. Segura was an illegal organisation founded by one of the more... powerful dons of the Mexican Mafia and cartels. I only know because my mother was one of the women there, and she hates it till this day." I moved forward, my eyes wide, my heart thumping in my chest. "And," she continued. "I know you both have some affiliation with Vector. I don't understand why you are looking for information when he is the powerhouse of it."

Mateo barked. "Good." Santiago turned toward the door. "Because if you did, you’re already a dead man walking. Keep him locked up. If he shows a single symptom, kill him. Or I will." The door slammed shut behind the eldest Alpha. Mateo stood frozen, the cold beer sweating in his hand. He looked toward the hallway. He could hear Victor’s uneven breathing through the wood of the door. "He's lying," Alejandro said quietly. "Santiago just wants to rattle you so you give the kid up."

I think about Amber and elbowed Miguel. "I think he should meet Rich," I mumbled and Miguel nodded ecstatically. I learned that Alejandro was nineteen and graduated last year. He lives alone since his parents kicked him out for being gay, shameful. He pays for everything by working as a waiter at Famous Sam's and his inheritance from his grandmother.

She should leave everything to God. Since then she had been living with her elder sister partially. And she also knew the family's biggest secret. "Raphael isn't the real son of Mr Wachukwu, he is an adopted child!" Raphael's dad, was Alexandra's dad's closest friend, they related more like brothers. When Raphael's real parents passed away due to the ghastly motor accident ten years ago. Mr Wachukwu thought since he has no son, the best thing he could do for his late friend who he considered a brother was to adopt his only child. This has been the family's biggest secret.

Maisie turned to look at Kennedy and said, “Uncle Kennedy, why do I have a feeling that this lady isn’t her father’s favorite?” Maisie wasn’t part of the jewelry business in Zlokova, but she knew a thing or two. The chairman of La Perla, Antonio Santiago, was indeed famous in the business, but he was famous for being humble, charming, and being able to have a great relationship with pretty much everyone in the circle.

The man was ten times stronger than we were, and being a Lycan, he had the advantage of shifting as he pleased and when he pleased; however, we were not going to sit back and allow him to do that because we believed that we couldn’t take him. “Caterina?” I heard a man say from behind me, grabbing my arm, stopping me. Both Nathan and I stopped, frowning at his sight. His eyes studied my expression carefully for a second before letting my hand go “my apologies, I thought that you were someone else” “I noticed” I said, glaring at the man. He looked at Nathan before extending his hand for him to shake “my apologies, I haven’t introduced myself, Alexander Grimaldi, son of Elijah and Sofia Grimald

I said, and she frowned, trying to process what I was saying. “Alvize, Ezra’s brother, was being serious?” She asked and I nodded, crossing my arms over my chest. “Ianos named him Konstantin. He has asked me to inform you to be a little patient, we will find a way to get you out of here. But things are a bit too messy right now.” I said, crossing my arms over my chest. Letting her out of here would only lead to her death for Ian’s freedom, and the last thing I needed or wanted was to have a prick like him living freely. He can live within the borders of the cemetery with my sister visiting him when she desires, or more specifically, when he calls her. I knew that she was crazy, but I doubted