Valiente Ferdinand Novels & Stories

Magnus and I listened well and Magnus recorded his voice so that Maximus could also hear it when he comes back. "Ferdinand was so kind and considerate that other people abused him. I knew there were traitors behind him but what I regret is that I did nothing to help him. I found out they were planning to frame him up for a big mess," he said. I wanted to help Ferdinand but I was held by the neck of someone else who wanted to kill me. So here I am now living, far from the luxurious life I once lived, I ran away from everything and left my belongings. I also have no family and will be killed by the opponents when I stay living there, "he added. I can see the fear in this old man's eyes, I can

"Damn, and I thought I was ruthless. But wait, if he killed the entire family, how did Ferdinand survive?" Sterling held up a finger. "Ah, well, that's where your father, Tomas, comes in. He pleaded with Leonardo to spare the children, and the old don, in a rare moment of mercy, or maybe because of old age, he agreed to let the kids live." James sat back, processing the information. "So Ferdinand was left with nothing – his family murdered, his legacy shattered. No wonder he had to struggle and earned such a fearsome reputation as an assassin."

Sush said, “Tell him it’s either taking a chance on the kingdom’s forces or his own soldiers. Remind him what happened in the east and our recent disaster in the west. See if the soldiers are up for something like this.” Valor’s head gave a slow shake like it was a plan that was never going to be approved by a minister who wasn’t the strongest advocate for humanizing creatures he saw as animals. So Valor wasn’t surprised when Ferdinand gave a flat no through his secretary, but when Valor elaborated on the available options and their situation, there was a pause before the secretary said he’d call back. Within ten minutes, the call returned with a grudging okay.

I asked, boldly. “I'll find someone to get an Intel on Carlos, and if he's guilty, then it's perfect for me to settle a score with him,” Ferdinand stated. “He has an arms depot in Bangkok. I want you two to get in and help divert his merchandise to my men who will be waiting to pick it up.” “Why not do business with him?” Diego asked. “I'm not interested. He stole from me five years ago. I want a little petty revenge,” Ferdinand said and sipped his whiskey.

I needed to sit in on his meetings with him to gather information and direction for Charlotte, butI had to make it seem like I was reluctant so he wouldn't suspect me. I may have been able to distract Manuel from giving his full attention to the leadership which was assigned to him with the little feelings and the sex that we had all the time, but I would have been a fool if I didn't know that I still had to be wary of him. Manuel was smarter than any soldier I had ever met. It was part of what made him the strongest one of us, and the First Commander under Vincenzo. However, through many years of working with him and getting to know everything about him, I had found a weakness in his person

I felt like drowning, Melting. “Leilah Rivera.” The call to me brought me back to where I am standing. Standing in front of me is one of those goons back at the diner. He is tall, with a built body and broad shoulders. He is not wearing his glasses so I can see his scarred left eye. My body stiffens as I try to stand firmer, taller. “Where is my mother?” I balled my fists, ready to throw my strongest punch if needed. Although, I doubt that will make any difference as this man is almost a foot taller.

"I heard some of the men referring to you as whores." Aria laughed, her deep-set eyes crinkling at the corners. "It’s not a derogatory word around here. Some of us were born into this world, others were saved from the outside and brought here. Everyone is respected around here. No one can do anything to us without our permit. Mariano is one of the best Don's we've ever had. He's strong, ruthless, a great leader, and loves the family. My father told me that he's exactly like his great grandfather, Salvatore. Everyone loved him." I nodded. Well, if they were so passionate about him…

"Papa is very protective. He says the outside world is dangerous for people like us." "People like us?" I realized I'd said too much, but Ferdinand's gentle expression encouraged honesty rather than evasion. "People with secrets," I said carefully. "People who don't fit into normal categories." Ferdinand nodded slowly. "I understand that better than you might think. My father has spent my entire life trying to shape me into something I'm not, and when I finally refused to cooperate..." "That's why you were injured," I realized. "You stood up to him." "I told him I wouldn't execute prisoners of war to prove my fitness to lead," Ferdinand said quietly. "Apparently that makes me weak and unsuit

Because of the same reason, she would never understand the Earl's worries and resentment. Just twenty years ago, Vallas was an independent kingdom, the southern garden of the continent, and House Valverde was the most outstanding of the noble families in the region. Yet when the war started, the three oldest sons were the first to die against the enemy, and only the fourth and youngest, Enmanuel, managed to survive.

“I’m sure he would’ve gotten home by now. He’s the type of man who wouldn’t be able to endure not having his family by his side.” Ferdinand remembered back when Farrah and Dior just got together. How brave the young man was when he confronted him, proclaiming his love for his daughter. Dior was a typical man with six desires and seven emotions. He wasn’t shy when openly confessed that he loves and desires Farrah in more ways than one. From her feet to her head, from her mind to her heart—he wanted her. He was a great man, and Ferdinand treated him as his own son. It’s a pity that God likes to take good people early.