Vince X Rody Novels & Stories

who is he? 'V.A.S.' Khali frowned. 'Vincent Alexander Saavedra!' Khali looked at Rye. 'Vincent was Cassy's boyfriend then, and maybe Vincent killed Brady.'

Yohan Dixon shook his head and then the slider was opened. Rudra Reddy entered the cabin leaving Ryan Jenkins shocked. “Ricky…” He approached them with his bright smile. “Hey.” He smiled at Ryan Jenkins and made him realize that Yohan Dixon had deliberately called him. “Hey.” Ryan Jenkins smiled back. “Hey Ricky, how was Paris? I am sorry, I couldn’t welcome you to France. I have many things in Vento City and Ang City.” He poured whisky for him. “Rudra, do you know?”

VINCENT After returning from New York, I was immersed in work, both pack affairs and office work. Bronte had helped a lot, but I still had a lot to do. "We have a new intern," Bronte says, giving me a file. Speaking of interns, I looked at Riley's table, which was empty, she had not come to work yet and that was unlike her. "His name is Antonio Rodriguez" "Another intern," I said to myself looking at his file.

Ryder said without raising his head. The door opened, and one of his guards stepped in, bowing slightly. “Boss, Mr. Xavier is here to see you.” Ryder did not look up at first. His pen kept moving across the paper, deliberate, calm. Then he paused and set the pen down. Finally, his cold eyes lifted to the guard. “Haven’t we already closed the deal with him?” Ryder asked flatly. “What fucking business does he have with me now? Send him away.”

And Arya’s. What was that? Arya mindlinks. No idea. But I don’t like it, I reply. We need to keep an eye on him, Xander adds. Agreed, I say. Across the table, Rowen and Alexander are clearly having their own private mindlink, eyes narrowed on Hermes. The god, for his part, is all smiles again, chatting with Evanora like nothing’s wrong. After a while, Alexander, Rowen, and Rowen’s mates quietly take their plates and excuse themselves.

Adrian grabs his soda, taking a long, desperate sip to wash away the taste of phantom blood and shame. Almost immediately, the phone buzzes against the wood. Adrian sets the glass down and flips the device over. A notification:@ryxder sent you a friend request. Adrian’s thumb hovers over the screen. He clicks the name, opening the profile. It’s definitely Ryder—the same jawline, the same smirk. The profile picture is a shirtless shot from what looks like a locker room, glistening skin and tight abs on display.

“Do you wanna poison Steffy? She's sick, Seth!” “Young Master, it's not like that! I don'tー” Seth saw two people come into the Lexus bedroom. He canceled his intention to continue his sentence. Everyone looked at them. "Good morning, Young Master," said the man, who worked as the personal physician of the Rodriguez family. He is Rodgiーthe private doctor of the Rodroguez family. The dispute between boss and assistant ended. Lexus stood up when he saw Rodgi. "Rodgi, is she the female Doctor that you told me about a while ago?" asked Lexus looking at the young doctor standing in front of him.

“Give me her whereabout and you're free to go. Alive.” “As you can see, blocker.” Rio grinned and stretched out his arms, sneering. “I only brought the ax, the clothes and the robe I wore. Besides, how could you expect me to know what you're talking to me about?” “Wolvire,” his enemy spoke a name angrily. “You know very well what it is, damn human! Give it me the information or you will die!” “I don't want to die.” Rio grinned again, his expression pale and strange under the blue moonlight. “I must add I'm sorry. I don't have anything information you talk about. Just go to hell!”

“Lorenzo’s trail isn’t clear. Whoever this man is, he’s good at covering it. No real records, no trace of his supposed lineage, no pack affiliation. He’s a ghost, Xavier. Even Rosalyn is looking into who he is and where he came from; so far, nothing is coming up. Elias also reported back…” “I heard from Rosalyn about that.” I leaned back in my chair, exhaling slowly. “Ghosts don’t walk into a Luna’s office with clean paperwork and an investor’s charm unless they have someone pulling their strings. And this man is playing one dangerous game that I don’t like. Valerie is already walking on threads, and Maxine is being pushed off a few things in the company. I heard it all from Rosalyn, but not