Captain Peralta Novels & Stories

The entire community is present for that particular night for the mountain people as the chairman roams the area with complete authority, even to the furthest point where his jurisdiction can extend. "Tonight, a representative of Captain Rafael Coronel, who is the eldest son of Don Fausto Coronel and who has been living in the United States for a significant amount of time to pursue his US Navy marine training and military services for almost 10 years. His representative is none other than Captain Redante Recapuente from Philippine Constabulary Military Camp," he says with joy. "Let's applaud him," someone said. Even Nancy, who is seated in the Bermuda grass with her small group, appears afr

Almost condescendingly, Bale continues, "Okay, you know what? You know what, Joe? I'm going to tell you a little secret, right now. A Classified State Secret." "I don't wanna know.", Joe rebuffs. "Well, you're gonna hear it anyway!.." Bale retorts. And Joe bites his lower lip again. "Eric Sanchez is not the real leader of the Pierda drug ring. He may be one of the main distributors in the States, but he is mostly just an errand boy and a money launderer! The real Capo is a much more ruthless and powerful man. No one knows what he looks like. No one knows where he is from. No one even knows his fucking name. Some call him 'El Sol'. Others call him 'El Fuego'. And his most recent alias.. is 'E

“Last night just felt different. He stepped up right in front of Carter on her front lawn.” Allie let out a breath. “Clara, Justin is the team captain. Coach Miller called all the players into the locker room on Monday and swore he would bench anyone involved in any public drama this season.” I blinked, my hands stopping in my lap. “What?” “Justin saw Carter making a huge, loud scene with Britney at her house,” Allie said, tapping her cup with her nail. “He stopped it before someone recorded a video and put it online. Britney's house was full of students—Justin moved Carter out of there to save the team from trouble, not to save you.”

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

she grabbed his hands and walked towards Paul. "I want to formally introduce you to each other. Pauly this is my boyfriend, Cater who's a captain in the military. And Carter, this is Pauly I mean Paul. I'm sorry, I was used to calling him that. He's my co-actor on the series and a good and close friend of mine." she smiled at them while the two men shake their hands. "Nice to meet you, Captain". Paul knew that from how Carter looks at him that he doesn't want him to be around Isabella.

Maria said waving at Valeria in a queen-like manner. "Que tenga un buen día señora. Goodbye." Valeria said and left the room. Meanwhile, Maria sighed and sipped a little bit of wine from her tumbler. Whenever she got depressed or angry, red wine was her drug to overcome those emotions. She hoped that Philip would not get in her way. He had the special ability to destroy her plans at the most unexpected time.

The slight accent i couldn't place my finger on, wasn't hard to miss. "Yes. Alfred meet Cassandra, Cassandra, Alfred Hernandez. The manager of this lovely food heaven" mmmm Spanish or one of their sister languages I guess. that explains why he's so tanned and has that accent I always love. "Good evening sir" I greeted him awkwardly, causing him to laugh a bit before out stretching his hands for a handshake. "Evening miss Cassandra. Its a pleasure meeting you" he turned to Frank and said "oh and before I forget, excellent play at the world cup. That was a close win" the pride was evident in his voice when he said that.

I would have returned the favor even if it implied losing my job. “Don’t tell me you are still impulsive in your actions,” Elisa intruded my thoughts. “Are you expecting me to keep mute and let a lady whip my ass?” “Sometimes you just have to let things be.” “Why would I want to do that with Matilda?” “You need the job, remember. There are debts and bills to pay. The last time you acted so impulsive, you ended up signing a contract with Alpha Leonardo,” she taunted me harder. “That was me saving my Father. The scenarios are different.”

I can’t help but smile, knowing that my Beta and best friend is concerned for my safety, despite my being out here with Raul, Dax, Tasha, Channing, Bree, Conan, Theo, Blake and Serafina. “Don’t worry about me. I’ve got some of the most badass wolves around out here with me.” I say, smiling in our mind link. “Are things okay at the pack house?” “Yeah, Zella and Asher are on top of monitoring our patrols and keeping everyone calm here. And Jacob took Delta Lupita with him to the houses to keep an eye on things over there.” Lupita is Jacob’s mate and a tough-as-nails fighter. In fact, had Dax not been interested in the Lead Warrior position with our pack, Lupita would have been my next choice.

Sandra: Oh! You're a marine! That's so manly. But isn't it dangerous? Victor: Not really. It’s more paperwork than anything else. We’re on the sea most of the time, avoiding enemy waters, so it’s pretty chill. Sandra: That made you ten times more attractive to me. It’s funny, but I feel like you hold an important position, too. Victor: Yeah. I’m the captain. Sandra: That makes so much sense. You looked like you were the boss of something in your pictures. Are you a good captain, though? Take good care of your men?