Urbano Novels & Stories

I answer to satisfy Babi's curiosity, who drags her chair closer to me. — And who is the player? — she asks. — I think it's better not to know, I 'm already talking too much... — Hey Alana, tell me! — It was Martín González! — says Edu. — The handsome Argentine who plays for Club Atlético de Catalunya? — Babi asks curiously. — Yes, himself! — Edu confirms. — Folks, how crazy! — Now changing the subject, I think you have to go to the Worlds. I mean, you're going, because probably your whole family is going too, so you have to go, Alana! – Ed asks.

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"Did you get any information?" "No, not yet. It's not yet clear to me but I will tell you what I have anyway." Gabriel said. "What's it?" "Well, I found out that her parents are not living in the U.S... they currently live in Rome." "Rome?" "Yes, Italy. They are actually Americans and...one more thing, they are one of the most influential couples in Italy. They are famous and rich...like your family." "Did you get their pictures?" "Ah, no. Getting their pictures is not easy. They live quiet lives and you hardly see them speaking in public but I have their names, Harriot Hamilton and Dana Hamilton. That's all for now."

The soft sound of the jet engine filled the air as Victor and Olivia sat side by side, route to Paris. Victor’s hand rested possessively on Olivia’s thigh, his thumb slowly tracing circles against the fabric of her dress. Ava slept soundly in the bassinet nearby, oblivious to the silent tension between her parents.

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

Nero I get out of the fucked-up rental car and wait for the contact I’m supposed to be meeting with my brothers, Osiris and Orion. This small Italian town is a far cry from the sprawling urban jungle I’m used to. “The Boot’s shitstain,” I mutter under my breath, glancing around the little town that seems too perfect to be real. Quaint, picturesque, and utterly grating on my nerves. This place is nothing like home. I glance over at my brothers, both looking like they’re spoiling for a fight.

Go, not Saint Isidore**. “So let's see which of the neighbors will not be at home now,” the inspector thought, parking his car near an old beautiful three-story building. The task is not difficult, there are only nine apartments in the house. The one Luis is filming is on the second floor... I wonder how loud these houses are? An old-style ventilation system ... It is quite possible that all the neighbors were unwitting witnesses to the violent passion of the Sparks and Kitsune.

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A purple bruise beginning to form. "I didn't peg you for the guy who had problems controlling his anger," Kendra decided to open her mouth and I was suddenly wishing that she decided to sit with the group instead of with me, "The guy you punched, his name is Brady Hampshire. His father is the richest man in town and the biggest dick if you asked me. They're going to do anything to make your life hell now just because of that."

The vehicle had a sticker of the Casa Roma logo and a not for rent statement on the lower door frame. “Thanks Lio,” Ethan greeted as soon as they get on the car. The driver, Lio, was one of the most loyal worker of the Roma Family. For him serving the Roma was a privilege. He is already 53 and had already been Darrem's butler when the kid was just 7. Lio just nodded and watch the new faces on the head mirror. He stared at the lady on the glasses, and find her frame familiar, but didn't said anything about it.