Cecil Pjo Novels & Stories

Cecil felt as if she has heard the funniest joke on earth, “Haha, Lynn do you really wish to challenge me? Fine, there is a piano right over there. Let us have a showdown. If I win, I dare you to leave the music world for good.” Sheila, who had literally jogged over almost fainted when she heard Cecil. Too late, she had been too late. She heaved heavily as she spoke, “What is the point of competing?” She sent Emmy an angry glare before she looked at Cecil, “Cecil, how dare you want to have showdown with Lynn? You two are not even on the same level!” When Cecil heard that, she sneered, “Sheila, was Lynn qualified to collaborate with Graund back then? Shall I do you a favor and tell everyone e

A hint of solemnity flashed in his eyes before he averted his gaze, and my attention also shifted to the ring, where the next match was announced as soon as some guards helped Conrad out of the ring. "The next match…Cecil.” The crowd suddenly fell silent and then erupted in an even louder cheer, with some raising banners of the name 'Cecil.' It was a tall and slightly muscular man with shoulder-length hair. Among all the male warriors who had fought, he could be considered the best-looking man. I could see some women swooning at the sight of him, making me shake my head. “Cecil is the only son of the fifth Elder; he's strong,” Mylla explained, and I nodded.

Cecil added, "Monique, let go of your prejudice and look at Young Master Brown as he is. He is a very responsible and reliable man. It was a blessing in disguise for us to befriend him." Monique nudged her and teased, "Cecil, what did Levi offer you to make you praise him in this manner?" Cecil opened her eyes wide and gaped at Monique. "Am I someone who can easily be captivated? I have my own solid judgement and I value strengths. I recognised Young Master Brown's strengths, just like how I've acknowledged your strengths. You are kind-hearted, that's why I was willing to become your friend." Monique had to admit that Cecil was good at discovering other people's strengths. "Yeah, only you ha

Cecil replied, staring at Aldo's reflection from the mirror in front of him. “Besides, you got what you wanted. Your company is far above the J-Group. I don't know what else Dad will tell you. But don't waste my precious time if you don't recruit them! ” Cecil continued staring at Aldo sharply. He not only met Aldo once or twice, but for a very long time. His brilliant plan cannot be doubted. In fact, to accept the offer as an interview judge was actually very difficult for Cecil. Because Aldo played tricks too often for them. And in the end, they will never make it to the GH-Group. How annoying!

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema

He glanced at the beauty and said to Cecil, “Boss, do you think that idiot is really the sponsor who Theo invited?” Cecil gulped the red wine and scoffed. “Just get a few men to try him out. I must swallow Theo whole in the underground chamber of commerce this time! Who can Theo Zander find to help him? A stinky kid with a baby in tow? This is simply a joke.” The man with a crew cut also sneered. “What do we do next?” Cecil put aside his wine glass and looked at the scenery of Phoenicia outside the window as a look of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He said, “Find a few guys with good skills and get the kid here. Make sure it’s clean.”