Romans & histoires Asgore

Up in the distance, there was a huge crowd, Gregory pointed "That's speakers corner, its where people can use their free speech to spread messages to the public" I looked to see a man speaking through a megaphone to the gathering crowd "That's Tommy Robinson, he's got a huge gathering as you can see, he's very popular" "Whats he protesting about?" I ask watching the crowd "He's protesting about young girls being raped by Muslim gangs, it's a big problem here, we should move, the police will be here soon" "Why?" "They don't like Tommy and what he stands for" "I don't get it?" I say confused

Alessandro stated as he looked at the final reports for his new hotel opening. “Oh come on boss! This is not just like any other day! NewYork most Mafia Lord is getting married! And you know after getting married you will be stuck with one woman only and can’t have taste of the beauty of world? Are you ready for this sacrifice?” Andrew teased him. “Who is going to stop me from having taste of other beauties? Did anything ever before stopped me?” Alessandro asked arrogantly and snickered as if Andrew had just cracked a very lame joke.

ACE "I'm going to kill him," I seethed, pacing the length of Gunnar's office at Astor Architecture. After I had driven Miranda home to get ready for her day, I came here. I should have stayed with her. If I had stayed with her this wouldn't have happened, "no, I'm not going to kill him," I stopped pacing and glared out the floor to ceiling window that overlooked the city in all its beauty, "I'm going to cut his dick off, blend it and then make him drink it before slowly peeling his skin from his body."

Don Torento raised an eyebrow, Amanda looked away from him quickly, she wanted to slam her palm on her forehead for saying something stupid. Don Torento was looking at her like he wanted to tear her limbs to limbs, she gulped. "S—sorry, I say stupid things sometimes."

~Prologue (In Lexia's Point Of View) "Cross him off the list." My assistant turns from where he was facing the board, looking at me sardonically. He's not really my assistant, in fact, he hates when I refer to him as that. But I wouldn't go as far to say that this man, Adrian, is my friend. "Why?" He questions, balancing a red permanent marker between his fingers. Rolling my eyes, I back up a few steps and sit on the edge of my desk, mindful of the papers scattered on it.

The butterflies in his stomach were just a reminder of why had married her in the first place; Aislyn was his perfect angel. Aaron became quite good at living in denial. One day, walking into town, he passed a mourning party, carrying a tiny coffin to a grave. He didn’t have to ask how the child had died. He knew in his heart it had been yet another Vampire attack. He still refused to admit it was potentially his own wife who had claimed this wee babe.

Chapter Ten Alexis voice gained more pitch than it was before. “Yes, you heard me loud and clear, you are into prostitution too.” Alexis said again "Jesus Christ. Alexis, are you crazy right now? Are you going nuts?" Gina said in anger, but her anger was more like a cornered mouse, though angry at the cat, yet was helpless, because its anger can’t even move the cat.

The thought of Alexander or the talk of Alexander? “Because you are in love with Alexander?” Ava completed as Ashley's eyes flared up. Her reactions and expression had sold her out already. At least, even if she doesn't seem like an honest person, her expression strongly stands for justice. How come she is just realizing that Ashley was terrible at concealing her expression? Ashley glared at her and tried to protest. “I didn't say tha…” “The eyes can't lie, girl.” “Okay, whatever. I am not scared of you anyway. Yes, I admit. I am in love with Alexander. You have a problem with that?”

She tried to get up and leave, but he was already walking toward her table. "Sarah Collins?" he said loudly enough for Cassandra to hear through her earpiece. "I'm sorry, do I know you?" Sarah's voice was shaky but polite. "I'm Nikolai Ashford. I think you know exactly who I am." Sarah's face went even whiter. "I don't know what you're talking about." "I think you do. I think you know all about Mia Thompson. Or should I say, Elena Ashford?" Other people in the coffee shop started looking their way. Sarah glanced around nervously.

CASSANDRA POV "Mom, please don't make me go," I whined, slowly getting up from my bed. Unfortunately, today was the day of my engagement which I was not looking forward to, considering I'm engaged to the one and only Alessandro Russo. Alessandro and I met a couple of years back and from what I saw, he was extremely ruthless and quite insane. However, since my father passed away, I had to get married to secure a male leader for our mafia - a worthy successor.