Brooklyn Nine Nine Peralta Novels & Stories

I ask. Caleb pauses for a few minutes, sighing, “You know I can’t do that Kate. What justice will you deliver that will make Alpha Jackson pay? He destroyed everything good in my life. Now I have the one thing, aside from his Luna, that will destroy his life. I don’t have any other options. I’m sorry.”.

Chapter 42 "Kira, the man on table four needs a tequila," Mr Callan, the owner of X-club, screamed over the loud music. "On it," she yelled back and dropped her phone under the counter before taking the drink to the man. Her eyes seized him up as she walked closer and she gasped. She almost lost her footing but was able to hold herself before she kiss the ground. The guy was breath-taking. He looked like something from a fairy tale that she thought was her imagination. She blinked once, twice to make sure she wasn't dreaming.

“One more step and she’s dead!” Adrian froze. “Okay. I won’t move. Just don’t do anything rash.” Claire burst into fake tears. “Adrian, I’m scared! Help me!” “Don’t be afraid, Claire. I’m here!” Adrian called back, panic thick in his voice. Zoey, meanwhile, stayed completely silent. Not a single word. The kidnapper turned and said bluntly, “Only one of them leaves. The other gets fed to the sharks. Choose.”

I groan internally. My name is Mariah Cruz. I'm 17 years old and starting my junior year today. My Father, Mark Cruz, is the current Beta of our pack, The Royal Moon Pack, and my mother, Jennifer Diaz, is the Beta female. My Brother Josh Cruz is 18 years old and a senior in High School. He is training to become the next Beta when our Alpha, Jason Adams, decides to retire and hand the title to his eldest son, Nick Adams. Nick is 18 and is also a senior in high school. He is also my brother's best friend.

Author’s POV La Perla Negra—The Black Pearl—was a high-end brothel located on the outskirts of the city. It was owned and operated by Vincenzo, the crime boss who had saved her from a fate worse than death. He had transported Dolores there instead of the strip club he had signed her up for, so she would gain experience first.

Arlari's POV "I'm not leaving without seeing him." They crossed their arms, not even bothering to conceal the pistols in their pockets. "Remind us again, who are you here to see, chiquita?" "The Mexican kingpin. Severiano Cortez. Your boss." "Do you have an appointment?" I bit on my lip. It was not like he had a permit when he whisked my brother away from his apartment and struck him across the skull. "No, I don't. But—"