Amy Santiago Romane & Geschichten

I brought it up again and I’m not stopping until he gives me his name. “I’m Angelo.”

he says. “You’re starting to scare me a little Colby,” I start to say, “What histories are we talking about?”. “I am responsible for a little girl named Amelie. Amelie is my niece, her parents – my sister and her mate – were killed by rogues when Amelie was a baby. I have loved that little girl from the moment she was born and the only regret I have is that I didn’t have my mate to help me raise her,” he says looking down.

Stones. Who immediately started making calls, Don Santiago picked up Mabel, Miko's wife who have fainted, and carried her inside. He lay her on the bed, and watched her for some time, she lazily opened her eyelids, and the moment she caught a blurred figure of Don Santiago, her eyes widened in fear. She crawled backwards, shivering, “don't kill me” she begged seriously. Don Santiago ignored what she was saying and stretched his arm, “have a glass of warm water and calm down, don't trouble the unborn child” he cautioned.

~Alaya No one knows how to answer my question, it seems, as it knocks them all into silence. "Fine," I mutter, folding my arms across my chest defiantly. "I want to speak to Alpha Asher." It is Death who stands, striding over to stand beside Aspen. She's the strangest looking female I have ever seen in my life. Her eyes are like a haze of smoke rippling up the side of a mountain. It curls around her pupils vividly, stealing my ability to see any sense of emotion she gives me. It's mystical. It's daunting.

She stopped talking for a moment. “But?” I said softly. “But, he tripped and fell into the bone fire pit. He couldn’t get out of it and we all had to hear his screams as he burned to death out there that night.” She said and wouldn’t look at me. “Sadie? Sadie?” I said her name twice and she finally looked over at me. She was crying and I wanted her in my arms. I got out of bed and walked over to her. I wrapped my arms around her and she came into my chest. “Baby, he was a bad man and you probably saved a lot of girls from having to go through what your friend went through,” I said trying to comfort her the best I could. I wasn’t afraid of her. I knew what she was capable of doing. I also kne

Gale said, then they put a small table on my bed, then I ate my food. Hmm… it was so tasty! It’s been awhile since I ate delicious meat and soup! “I would like to have another one, may I?” I said. “I will get it right away,” Maria said, then she immediately walked out of my room. “Who would have thought that someone is capable of killing their own mother?” Brother Damian said.

“ you know you acted really smart to save the love of your life , you put me in jail , forever , I had seved 5 years , five fucking years for a crime , you know I never committed “ Amelia whispered going more closer to him till they were both starting at tech other . “Amelia “ Williams called with his hands in his pocket . “If I were you will , I am going to run or even still kill myself because right now, I am more richer and have more power than you , I am back and this time I would not show any mercy , all those who had caused me pain would suffer “ “ if I were you Santiago, I would kill myself because what’s coming , I wouldn't be able to hold it . You don’t know when I would hit you so

As soon as he reached the pair, the pup smiled at him and stretched out his arms towards him, like he wanted Dylan to carry him, shouting the word, “Dada” to everyone’s surprise. Although Isabel had been showing their son photos of Dylan and constantly telling him that that was his dad. She never expected him to actually remember. Dylan teared up on hearing his child acknowledge him, and carefully took him from Xavi’s arms, showering his face with kisses. “Yes. It’s me, dada.” He confirmed, as the pup kept repeating his most interesting word. “His name is Santiago.” Isabel said with a fond smile as she joined the pair.

As Selena watched Santiago enter with his small black suitcase, she fought to control her breathing. Despite her resolve, her heart hammered against her ribs, the steady thump-thump betraying her outward calm. She kept her face impassive, repeating the same mantra in her mind: Miguel escaped. That's all that matters. Miguel escaped.

My fiance was running down shirtless while trying to buckle his belt and right behind him, a lady in his shirt was walking down the stairs too. Holy fuck. “Maria?” His eyes widened and my mouth formed an iron 'o'. Wow. “Who is this?” The woman behind him cooed, looking at me with confusion. A stupid slut who had never heard the name. “My name…” I murmured as I removed the engagement ring on my finger. “Is Maria Rodriguez, bitch and bastard!” I threw the ring to the floor and walked out. I was so stupid. How could I not have seen it before? Was I really that oblivious to how he had behaved? God, I was so stupid.