Buod Ng Buhay Ni Basilio Novels & Stories

Basil complains, apparently pain and of course, hungry. “You see, I am of a special breed, Basil. You should keep praying to the moon goddess to grant that in your next life, you are the son of Alexander the Great Rogue Alpha. But at this moment and in this dispensation, you must share your food with me”. With a note of finality, Devilio divides the beaver between them and Basil has no choice but to make do with what he has. They eat in silence and play in the woods for a while before walking back towards the territory.

“ But he's alive, okay? That's all that matters”, Mr Creepy said, making it sound so much like he was administering medication after death. Who the hell does that? I clutched my chest, looking around for a seat because I was pretty sure that I would collapse to the floor if care wasn't taken. “ Are you alright?” He asked and I just nodded, determined to get to that chair at the side before my knees failed me. How dare him ask me such a question when he just told me that Basil was shot twice in the abdomen and once in the chest? And on top of that he says “ he's alive, that's all that matters”.

Bang! "Argh!" Basil groaned as he fell down, hoping he just fell inside the tank to be with her. There's a bullet near at his right chest and there's more than one bullet inside his body. He is that tough to endure all the pain of a bullet but nothing will more than hurt if the heart is in pain. I-Irish. Niklaus gave Basil a victorious smile while watching him suffering at the top. If he will pull again the trigger of his gun, Basil will finally out of his league and that's what he wants him to be. "Rest in hell Basil Zafeiriou."