Soma Cruz Novels & Stories

The dogs took a huge leap, ready to puncture their canines into her skin. "Jesus Christ!" Eyes wide-opened, brows raised, hairs standing erect, Sonia observed her surroundings. The Lovers Road. The very spot where she had died. *** "... join me on my next live stream, guys. See ya!" Bella exited I*******m and proceeded to place a phone call. Her plastic smile had immediately wavered, and her frown was so intense it would be better the person on the other end doesn't get to realize it. "Hey – "

I asked. "Okay, I won't. Now let's go." Iru said. I nodded and then we got into the car. Iru said, "Let's listen to the song." "Sure. I am turning on the radio." I said and on it. ... 'Hello listener, here you go, the most precious gift from Ikha for Valentine. The song "CRAZY". And she mentioned this song is for her VALENTINE. So, all fans now, your dream Ikha is committed. Don't be disheartened by that.'

“He used to work with Dante. I thought he was dead.” Amara crossed her arms. “Clearly he's not. Santiago Cruz wasn't just alive. He was running one of the most discreet, brutal trafficking routes through Spain"s eastern coast. The kind that Dante had once whispered about. The kind Amara had sworn to burn. Luca briefed her in short, clipped bursts. “He was the snake in the garden. Dante's shadow. Handled all thethings that didn't look clean in daylight.” “Which means he knows where isabel is,” Amara said.

I don't steal from others. “My family went bankrupt, and approaching The Rodriguez's group was my only chance to save them, I approached them…she fell easily for my charms, she saved my family, but I knew I had something bigger…The Rodriguez's group.” “You are after their group? Is this what all of this is about?” I snapped. “It is not just an ordinary group,” he shouted. “It is The Rodriguez's group, the biggest in the world…if she had gone to tell her family about my affair, I would not just go broke, I would be killed and I couldn't let that happen,” he defended.

"Who’s she?" As if just regaining his senses, Alex blinks and motions to me without taking his eyes off her. "Arabella. Sofia. Sofia, Arabella." Just Arabella? He won’t add that I’m his girlfriend? Sofia smiles at me, extending his hand. "Hello, Arabella. You must be one of Alex’s friends…" I look at Alex after those words, expecting him to say something, but even his eyes aren’t on me, and I swallow the bile that rises in my throat as I take Sofia’s hand. "Hi. Nice to meet you, Sofia." It’s not, and I honestly wish you gone already.

I can’t skip it. By the time I make it to the training ground, everyone’s already gathered. The chatter dies down as Luna Serena steps forward, her presence commanding. She scans the crowd, her usual calm and authoritative expression firmly in place. “Alright, today’s going to be… fun,” she begins, a sly smile tugging at the corners of her lips. The word ‘fun’ sounds like a threat. “I’ve brought in someone special for you all—a combat master.” Excited whispers ripple through the group until she steps aside, revealing a small, unassuming woman with a name tag that reads "Coach Morgan." She’s shorter than anyone here—barely over five feet—with wiry arms and a steely glint in her eye.

Then a hand went up. “It’s y equals mx plus b.” I turned toward the voice. The guy sitting next to me was Hispanic. Sharp jawline. Curly hair. Blue eyes. Arms like tree trunks. “That’s correct,” Mrs. Payne said. “And your name?” “Marcelo,” he replied. “My name is Marcelo.”

Cruz bragged. "Did I forget to mention that I fucked over a thousand bitches in the first half of this year? That's Cruz Westham! Now that I told you who I am, why don't you tell me who the fuck are you? I'm a genius, a perfectionist, a CEO, a Surgeon, and also a Fucker, so tell me who the fuck are you, Jessica Vegas! Who the hell do you think you are?" Cruz asked but Jessica was mute as she stared at him in disbelief.

" What's your name? " " Samantha " The lady replied with a soft tiny voice. She look away from Maximo for some seconds,not wanting to get completely mesmerized by the beauty she saw in those eyes of the Italian Mafia Boss. He was sitting still on the couch in his spacious, grandiose living room with a Cuban cigar on his lips. He wore a thick black jacket that fell and was swirls on top of the ever expensive boots he wore. There is nothing one might compare to the beauty in Maximo's steady eyes that morning.

After Jacob’s speech, Carmela was the representative for everyone at Magna Cumlaude. Who is that Carmela? She looks like Carina. Could she be Carina’s daughter? Dina said in surprise. What is happening today? Why is my encounter just a revelation, but I have no proof that it is them? I want to know who Carina and Carmela Cruz are. I need to talk to that man who asked me earlier. Everyone was silent when Carmela started to make a speech. Good morning everyone! I am Carmela Cruz, one of the Magna Cumlaude students at the University of Santo Tomas Manila. I took up Architecture which is one of my dreams when I was still at a young age.