Bartolomeo One Piece Novels & Stories

“We have no business with Portuguese.” “That is what I found strange too. “They both have the same tattoo on their ass” “Show me.” Dante brought up a picture of the tattoo on pale, ashy skin. It was a horned goat insignia. “Look into this thoroughly. I want to know the beef we have with them and why they wanted Catalina.” “Yes, boss,” Dante said. “ So far, we have found no territory dispute, no outstanding debt. Nothing.” Leon looked back at the wreck. “Then find out who sent them.”

It was already morning. I opened my eyes, startled, and looked beside me. He was gone. Damn it... what had I done? I turned to the nightstand, and my heart raced when I saw the name on the screen: "Bartolomeo, calling." My hands were trembling, my legs too. But I couldn't run. I had to face the consequences of what I had done the night before. "Bartolomeo," I answered, my voice barely a thread. "Darling, how are you? Did you rest?" he asked with that excessively sweet tone that surprised me.

Warning. “He is mad,” Vogar chuckled. “You don’t need to be. See this in my hand, it’s the cure to your disease. I can inject it in your system and end all your pains in seconds. But only if you hand over that Omega to me. She is no use to you anyway.” “Why? Do you fear that she is also an antidote?” “She is nothing, Bro. This is your last chance.” “Fuck you, Vogar,” the beast roared and the men stepped closer to us.

She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck the fucker that works for Alessandro's dad. Before Alessandro could pull out his gun, the fucker pulls out his own and a sudden sharp pain flows throughout my body before darkness clouds my eyes. shittttt.......... (Just to refresh your memory snake tattoo guy is the one who carried Cassandra to that torture room when she was kidnapped by Isabella)

Damon "Why is your accountant doing shady business?" I asked the one I called the bull. In reality, his name was Ricolletti. He was one of the seven barons or seven lords of the mafia city of Ofalia. He was one of the stronger ones and pulled in the most men in terms of workforce. He was the sort of man I shouldn't have as an enemy, but the man loved to antagonize me, and when I was pushed, I would push back.

Lorcan respected Sebastian even more for not wanting anything in return despite saving his life. In the end, Sebastian couldn't refuse him any longer, so he had to write his bank account number on the book. "Mr. Ballard." While Sebastian was chatting with Norman and Lorcan, Bartholomew mustered up the courage and called out to him from the doorway. Sebastian turned and said to Bartholomew, "Please come in, sir." Bartholomew bowed to Lorcan and Norman before smiling widely as he said, lowering his head, "Mr. Ballard, my name is Bartholomew Haye. I have a favor to ask, and I hope that you will grant it."

“And she had no hand in the death of your, mind I add, her mother too. The woman died by the man that we all deem an enemy, and unfortunately…” “His son is her mate,” I said, stopping the man. “Do not think me a fool. Bartolomeo has worked with his mate’s murderer, knowing that he has killed her. He chose his profit over my mother’s death, the woman that he called a lover, and rather than doing everything that YOU can to avenge your daughter, you both held me back.”

His eyes looked afraid with his face turning pale. His eyes are searching for an escape path but this time he won’t find anything. The kid looks homeless and it breaks my heart seeing how skinny he is. “Let’s go, Angelo. Hailey,” I whispered still panting. I turn my back and walk away. Angelo’s grip on my arm made me halt. “He is a thief,” he said. I didn’t care and just let the kid run as fast as he could. It’s Angelo who went chasing even the kid can’t see him.

Bozo nodded to the commander, just as his squire handed him his helmet. “A question sir,” Chimba stammered, “I just want to know why? There are still kingdoms out there, waiting to bow down to your sovereignty. Why choose this cursed village? Why walk us into a diseased land? And all for what, for the Hawk? Another one of your subjects?” Bozo smiled and wore the helmet. It was made of silver but had been shaped like the face of a bull. Chimba’s sudden curiosity was beginning to get on his nerves, but he tried to swallow the man’s ignorance. He would reserve Chimba’s punishment for later.

He looked around, feeling slightly disoriented. "I need to get the hang of this dimension-traveling thing," he muttered bitterly. A voice echoed through the realm, startling him. "Who dares to trespass... Oh, it's you, Danial. Why didn't you tell us?" Three figures materialized before him: Yamato, Balthazar, and Abhaya. Yamato smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Well done, boy. You made Balthazar embarrass himself. I now have something to tease him about for a year. Hahaha!"