Tío Tomás Novels & Stories

I replied, folding my arms across my chest. “You’re right, you’re right. My name is Dominic. My friends call me Dom.” He replied casually, despite still hanging from the wall, the flesh now visibly tearing from his wrists as they hung at an odd angle from the silver shackles holding him in place. “Wonderful to meet you Dominic, I hear you have some information for me?” I said, my patience for his pleasantries already beginning to wain thin. “I’ll tell you, but Marco over there has to go.” He cocked his head to where Marco stood beside me.

He asked, frowning in confusion “you’re the fucking bastard…” He went to take a step toward Nicolas; but me wrapping my arm around him and pushing him back stopped him. He didn’t even know half the story, and yet, here he was, raging on his brother as if HE was the enemy. The poor man was a victim like he was, only Dante had the advantage of being a mating’s child. Nicolas, regardless of being a marriage, or in other words, chosen mate's child, was considered a bastard.

I said, and he shook his head. “That is what they had us all believing. It turns out, Eli has a son.” He said, and I frowned. “I don’t know how he ended up being Capo with the presence of his father…” “He is dead.” I said, and Cartel frowned in confusion. “They found him in the club earlier today. I was heading there but your man got in my way.”

" The man said with a thick Italian accent "Tommaso, meet Eulalia, my girlfriend, and assistant. Baby, meet Tommaso the new stylist. He is a very good friend of mine and is aware of the plan" "Nice to meet you, Eulalia," he said with his Italian accent "Same here" "Did you bring the sketches with you?" Tommaso asked "Yes" "Let me see them" Tommaso took the sketches and looked at them, he approved them with a nod of his head

he smiled and picked his gun then he turned and with the same slow movement, left the room. The man released his tight fist, “one day El Diablo, someone would avenge my son,” he sighed and sat down on his seat, “llama mi amor,” he said, “call my love,” “tell her I will be back soon, I need to pass the news to her myself.” “Sí señor,” Andrés nodded and left the office once more while the man drowned himself in alcohol in the mourning of his dead son. ***

Achievement iyon para sa akin! "His full name is Tiburcio Verson Henares II. He likes to be called Trevor more or just T. His close friends calls him, T short for Tiburcio, which is, way more better." tumango nalang ako sa kaniya habang pilit pa ring pinapakalma ang sarili matapos matawa sa hindi ko na malamang dahilan. Basta siguro patungkol kay Tiburcio, natatawa nalang talaga ako. Kahit wala pa 'yang dahilan. Kahit simple pa 'yan.

Dear God I was praying desperately that Ada was mistaken when she heard that, I lifted the receiver with my hand as was trembling. “Hello, Don is that you! What happened? What happened to Tio ?” “Carmen get back here as soon as you can do you hear me? Don't wait to pack or anything, get a flight immediately! Tio was rushed into the hospital as he fell down on the ground while he was playing football in the afternoon, they think he might have spinal injuries !” He added harshly. “Will he recover?” I asked desperately all color-drenched out of my face, as I pictured my son lying defenseless alone in the strange hospital ward and I was in Italy and unable to confront him in any way.

The other went to take some ointment and covered Tomas with it. "Who is he, Aya?" Diana asked as she watched them. "He is Tristan's Twin. One of the recruits of knight Ambrose and knight Leo. But Tomas wasn't chosen, so he left Redberg Village and ventured to the Dark Natives cavern and became their human spy. Weeks layer, he sought refuge here when his twin died and his troops from Sulu's forces. But he was gone missing for days and we thought he died in the tunnel. Just like those who dare to venture more before him. Thank you for bringing him back Diana."

Of course, if that was the case, he wouldn't be where he was now. Luis Rojasknown as El Toro because he was built like a bullwas one of the most powerful cartel leaders in Mexico. Maybe in all of Central America. He and Elias' brother had been friends since they were both halcones (falcons) in the cartel named for Luis' family. Now Luis was the leader of the group that rivaled Sinaloa and was continuing to expand its reach. They were among the most feared narcotrafficantes and considered the most adept at bringing high-value humans over the border.

"It's all the same isn't it? A hole. A d*ck. Are you saying you should be that hole?" She smiled and kissed his cheek. His raspy voice had made her very expectant and she shoved her brea*t in his hand. He grabbed it and then turned his head as the waiter walked back with his bottle. He let go of the woman and smiled sensually at the waiter. He puled a $100 from his shirt pocket and reached towards the waiter. He slipped it into the man's pocket, his fingers lingering with a slight wiggle. The waiter backed away and Leo began to chuckle.