Brave Frontier Vargas Novels & Stories

Piper waved me goodbye before driving off. Following behind her was a black SUV. The car stopped in front of me as Piper drove away. I knew who it was. I opened the front door, fixing myself on the seat. I slammed the door shut. “Hello, Freya, or should I say Luna?….it’s nice having you around me after so many years. You still look beautiful as always.” “The feeling isn’t mutual.” “But my brother finally succeeded in making it mutual. I love him for that,” Vogar chuckled nastily. Always a bastard and will remain as one.

"This is my assistant Mr. Leonard Smith, Frost said. "Please call me Mr. V," the host said. Leo handed over the file he had brought to Frost so that the meeting could commence. He didn't know how long he was going to last with all that tantalizing and mouth-watering scent drifting up his nose and he just hoped that this was going to be a very short meeting. "Mr.V, as we had talked over the phone, I am going after the Genex project and I need a partner for this cause it's a huge investment that cannot be handled by just one company".

Pinamumunuan sila ni Vargo, isang lalaking ang kalahati ng mukha ay gawa sa luma at kinakalawang na cybernetics. ​"Ang Dakilang Xander Black," boses ni Vargo ay tila nanggagaling sa isang sirang radyo. "Dumating ka ba para bawiin ang iyong pag-aari? O para mamatay kasama namin sa butas na ito?"

Dillon shook his head in disbelief. After a few minutes, a warrior approaches him. “Beta, some of our warriors and families that lives near the border were attacked,” the man said.

Mom jumped up instantly. "You've learned to talk back now? As if you are so well-liked. "You have the exact same disposition as your useless father! You'll never measure up to Freya." I closed the door while she continued to rant into the night. So I put on headphones and began packing my luggage. Early the next morning, I went out to buy the things needed for the mountains. Snake repellent, mosquito repellent, a first aid kit... When I returned, the house door was slightly ajar.

’ [Little brother, have you come to taste the little Bratva whore? Alessandro looked at his brother, ‘Perché? Perché l'hai presa e perché non me l'hai detto?’ [Why? Why did you take her and why didn’t you tell me?] ‘Lei è la moglie del Bratva Pakhan è stata una buona occasione da perdere ed è così fottutamente caldo, vincere, vincere fratellino e non sei stato informato perché non sei mafia non ti riguardava’ [She’s the wife of the Bratva Pakhan it was to good an opportunity to miss and she is so fucking hot, win, win little brother and you were not informed because you are not Mafia it did not concern you]

“Let’s go, we have an Alpha to make a bargain with. And hopefully, a grandfather beta, who I think would be more than a little happy to know that his granddaughter will no longer be an omega in the fucker’s pack…” ********************************** “I must admit, Diego, I am surprised that you chose to come here yourself.” Alpha Vieri Sforza said, looking me in the eye. He sat at his desk as he invited both Giovanni and I for a glass of wine. One which I doubted was a good idea to take considering that he was still an enemy. “Take a sip of your wine, I am no woman that uses poison to kill my enemies. If I wanted you dead, trust me, both of you are not walking out of this office alive.”

"Remember, you're the queen of this empire now. Act like it. Conference Room B held three men Muna recognized,Carlos Mendez from Colombia, Dmitri Volkov from Afghanistan, and Tommy Chen from Chinatown. All had worked with her father. "Gentlemen," Felix said smoothly. "Thank you for coming."you may all have your sit “ "We came for her," Carlos said, nodding toward Muna. "Not for you, Castelli." Vincent's hand moved toward his jacket, but Felix simply smiled. "Careful, Carlos. You're speaking to Mrs. Castelli now."

She is really strange. ✍️Authoress Ricky ✍️ To be continued... Bursted...Is Vendetta using scope now? Like, comments and comments to read next episode

A low growl rolled from his belly. Rhychard turned, sword raised, and watched as Vargas stepped around a giant oak. He clapped his grayish hand-like claws as he bowed slightly. His blue-gray hair hung about his neck and shoulders like a waterfall. "It was a nice attempt, Rhychard. I always learn so much from watching you." Vargas's voice was like silk, soft and gentle. "You helped me see Adrian's weakness. You are like one of those security consultants." "My pleasure," Rhychard said, the point of the sword aimed at Vargas's chest, which just so happened to be even with the Warrior's nose. "As your consultant, allow me to advise you to go to Hell."