Novels by J.P Ortiz

They just finished Dinner and getting ready to call it a night, however, Damon was asked by Darius to first drop by his office on the second floor of the villa before he retires to the boy’s bedroom. Darius' office is located just by the stairs on the 2nd floor on the way to the boy’s bedroom, which is at the end of the west hallway. Damon got to the room, its door opened a jar, he knocked. “Enter!” Darius' voice said from inside. Damon went in. He found Darius sitting at a big chair behind an ornate wooden desk, busy looking at something on his laptop. The room's light was very dim coming from two lamps on each corner behind Darius’s big chair, the walls the same as the first floor are covered with bookshelves. “There you are my boy, get comfortable and grab a chair,” he said as he noticed Damon entering the room. he gestured to a chair on the front of the desk for him to sit on. He

Emma sat comfortably at the diner drinking her strawberry shake waiting for the keeper that is holding the artifact that they are tasked to recover. The first phase of the test is undercover, the keepers are a secret society that hides and protects the nine Seals, therefore to be one of them they need to practice and be adept at secrecy. She looked at the clock on the screen of her phone on the table, it shows 3:08 pm, 12 minutes till the time the keeper arrives at Saintpops diner as they were told on their test briefing. Outside the window, as they have planned she sees Damon sitting at a bench at the bus stop across the street. ‘What have I gotten myself into?’ she asked herself ‘this is not at all what I imagined I will be doing,’ a week ago Emma was just a normal teenage girl attending a regular school with not-so-normal friends as Zac and Zeke. Then just one more day before she could finally go on her first

The group circled the back of the museum to a villa, Jill knocks on the wooden door. All of them were silent and anxious to meet the owner. “So, he is a caretaker of the museum?” Zeke asked. The group stared at him, before anyone can answer the door opens. A man with circular glasses opens it, he is wearing his pajamas with a matching nightcap. “I thought you won’t be here until tomorrow?” He said, eyeing the group suspiciously, “Or maybe you are not who you appear to be? Be warned, I am a trained combatant and I am armed.” “Relax Darius, it’s really us,” Gus said shoving the others aside approaching Darius, “Something happened and the safehouse was compromised. Are you already in bed it’s only 7 pm?” “Hmm, you sound like Gustave, but are you really Gustave?” Darius leans closer to him. Mrs. Pogromca approached the two men, “We really don’t have

The three of them Run through the woods trying to get as far from the werewolf’s encampment as they can. They jumped over fallen logs and crevices, all the time Zac guiding them. “Zac! Hold on for a minute!” Zeke called to him, “where are we going, Do you even know where we are?” he stopped, holding his knees, catching his breath. Zac stopped, looks at him, Jessica just behind him also panting. “Just a bit more to the south, down there to our left were me and Gus agreed to meet.” “Who the heck is Gus?” “We don’t have time, I’ll explain everything to you guys later. C’mon Zeke, just a bit more, I’ll carry you if I have to.” He said ushering Zeke, as he started to sprint again ahead of them. “Ok Z, you are going to treat us to lunch, you owe us big

Zachary Pogromca woke up the next day, saw the wooden ceiling of the bedroom of the cabin, where their family escaped to last night, pursued by the werewolves. He sat up, “Oh good, everything that happened last night was not a nightmare.” Zac said sarcastically as he Hurriedly gets out of bed, dressed up, and went outside the room. He passed by the living room, it was empty, he went to the dining area and saw his mom, the stranger, and his big brother Damon eating breakfast, not wearing a shirt, his shoulders wrapped in a bandage where the werewolf bit him last night. “Good morning Zac.” Said his mom. “just grab a chair and join us, I made some toast and eggs. Remembered that he has not gotten a chance to eat dinner last night, quickly grabs a plate and picked up a couple of toast and eggs. “Where’s Joe?” He asked

They ran from the upcoming horde of werewolves using the truck as an escape vehicle, Jill covered their escape by shooting crossbow bolts at any werewolves that still tries to pursue them, the stranger stands beside her spear in front of him, ready if any werewolves get too close to the truck. Until finally, the werewolves stopped chasing them, no more signs of wolves anywhere, they have gotten tired of pursuing them. Onwards their mom still kept on driving, they have left Crowsdale a few moments ago, however, they did not stop, their mom still kept driving. On the back of the truck, the boys sat there resting, exhausted from their escape, Damon clutching his left shoulder with his right lets out an “Sssss.” When they hit a bump on the road. Zac was first to notice “Damon? Are you hurt? Why are you still holding your shoulder?” “It’s nothing just a scratch from that