Solage Ortiz Novels & Stories

I looked down at my feet and I nodded at Maria to leave to her room within the chamber. “Papa!” Daniel cried out. He smiled and lifted our son in his arms, kissing him. “Hello, Aguilar. We have missed you deeply.” I said, watching as he extended his hand to me. I kissed his knuckle, and he smiled before putting a hand on my cheek. I leaned in toward his touch, giving in to it. “You seem to have been tiring your mother,” Aguilar said, turning his attention to Daniel. “Not at all, Alpha.” I said, not wanting Daniel to be the one to respond. “You know that his playing and his attitude is one that I love. I would not ask for more.”

When Ortiz heard her thanking him, he scratched his head in some embarrassment and smiled proudly. “This is the latest developed potion, on the repair of nerve cells.I brought quite a lot of for you.” Sebastian casually also picked up the bottle of the priced potion and glanced at it, he faintly responded, “Doesn’t look bad.” Ortiz was in a good mood when he came to this foreign land, "It’s a great medicine.” He then picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, resting his hands on the sofa and leaning against it.

Donatello took his jacket off and rolled up his right sleeve, revealing what looked like a grim reaper scythe. “I got the title devil, demon, grim reaper, for a reason, Ezra.” He said, putting his arm on the flaming door. He hissed in pain before removing his arm and nodding at a man who stood and watched in silence. The man brought over a bottle of vodka and poured it on the burning wound making my heart ache. “You are not going to wait for your mate to come out, because we are going in.” “How the hell are we going…?”

Sol woke up with a sweat. It has been a week. Ever since she saw the moon princess on a trip to the market, the throbbing headache and the scary dreams won't go away. He stood up from his bed and went to the only window on his attic room with just a mattress on the floor and a chair and a table that will lose one of its legs sooner or later due to termites. He is the oldest kid in this orphanage so he got to have a room, in exchange with helping around the facility , it is free accommodation and food. He also works as a newspaper boy circling around their tech-filled city where no one really reads newspapers anymore but still prints news everyday. A small change to earn, adding coins to his