Chili And Bandit Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath before enunciating my final decision about his fate, “Carl Alvarado is exiled from the Blood Moon pack.”

Ethan became a headless chicken as he sputtered uselessly, "H-Honey, I can explain." My voice turned ice cold as I hissed, "Explain what? That the video is fake? Or that the fact that you're cheating on me is just a lie?" Ethan opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He looked like prey that'd gotten its throat stepped on by a predator, me. The captain shot me a sympathetic look. "Ms. Bender, this has nothing to do with you. You're free to go." I nodded, picked up my purse, and sauntered away.

*Cabroń* *Blyad* Xavier and Marcus, both cursed walking back to their cars, once their trucks had crossed the border without any further inquiry. ************

"Me too. Too bad the Capital doesn't sell it." "Yes, yes. I thought so. Oh, Max. Wait, if you are following me all day and night, when will you eat?" Max winked his eye, "I have my own way, Chili. Please do not forget that I am a professional spy." "Fiiiiiine. I should have not asked. But, we have to go now." "Okay, then. Chili, please hold my hand and don't stray." Cecilia smiles and doing what he asked. It was good to have a light conversation.

Could he? “Chocolate with chili?” The horror. I’d been tricked as a kid into trying a red-hot chili, the one that was shaped like rat poo. “Oh no.” Dante hadn’t said a word since we sat down but had been shoving a brownie in his mouth and washing it down with coffee. “I think he means chili con carne rather than an actual chili, Alicia.” I looked at Clarissa for confirmation that he hadn’t ruined perfectly good chocolate. “He’s right.” His face lit up as though he was savoring a pleasant memory. “But, Alicia, I bet I can convert you if you taste my chocolate cupcakes with chili.”