Divergent Movie Peter Novels & Stories

When Peter extended a stack of documents toward him, a bad feeling overcame him, and he instinctively took several steps back. “No, I won’t sign!” “Dad! Mr. Sloan! Please, just give me one more chance!” he shouted, dropping to his knees with a thud, as if hoping to earn Peter’s mercy. “I can’t leave Remi!” However, Peter was unmoved. He turned to the bodyguards beside him and gave a command. “Drag him over there and make him sign. Beat him up if you have to.” With that, he tossed the divorce papers before James, turned, and shut the door. Outside, the sounds of James’s anguished cries slowly faded. Only when the hallway was silent did Peter and Grace exchange a nod.

“I hope you’re asking about me and not some other lover I’m going to have to battle with for the right to bed my fair lady.” “Really, Peter,” I scolded while Megan rolled with laughter. He raised a brow and then kissed my neck. “Just asking.” I put a cup in front of him as he sat at the table next to Megan and playfully squeezed her hand. I was extremely curious as to why she had to bring him home instead of him taking a cab, but I also didn’t want to change our topic of conversation. Peter spent a decade with the natives in Africa. I had no doubt he could prove useful in figuring out what was going on with the dead bodies come alive with spiders in their heads. I decided to broach the to

Lucas enjoyed the show, without saying anything further, Hayden retracted his gaze from Peter and looked at Lucas "since both of you, have refused to give in, I will kill this girl before you two" Lucas lips curled into a smile, enjoying the show, killing Diana will weaken Peter, which will make his wolf spiral out of control, the inability to control his wolf will be his gain. Peter's face was cold "don't you dare!?" he hollered angrily. At that moment, the door to the hall was kicked open, Joe walked in, with four men following closely from behind, Peter exhale i relief the moment his gaze landed on his father.

“Ms. Spencer, what if I told you I could get you out of that arrangement?” Xena’s eyes lit up at once, then quickly dimmed again. “Felix won’t let me go that easily. But thank you for the offer, Mr. Warren.” “No matter how capable Felix is, he’s nothing in my eyes.” Peter let out a dismissive snort. “I was fighting my way through the business world before he was even born. Why would I be afraid of him?” Xena bit her lip, still looking unconvinced. At that moment, Peter rose from his seat and walked over to her. He reached out and tilted her chin up, his eyes fixed on her.

If he lost it… Shawn could not imagine what kind of lunatic he would become! With a plop, Peter suddenly knelt down at Shawn. "I beg you, Mr. Wood. I don't care about anything anymore. I just want to live with peace of mind. I have retreated to this point. What do you want from me? You and Gale are not suitable, there is no fate, and together you torture each other with no result!" Peter said. Gale quickly went to help him. "Dad!" Peter pushed her away, still kneeling. "Mr. Wood, if you don't agree to a divorce, I'll just kneel here!" The wind blew the corner of Shawn's clothes.

Slowly, my eyes fluttered open, and the world came back into focus. Damian stood in front of me, his body shielding mine. Unharmed. Smiling. “What” I gasped. And then I heard it. His voice, calm, almost amused. “Well done, Nice acting, Peter.” The room froze, everyone froze. Tiffany’s eyes widened, her jaw dropping. Dominique’s gaze flicked between Damian and Peter, his confusion warring with sudden, dawning realization. My father staggered back, his mouth opening in disbelief. And Peter… Peter lowered the gun. Slowly, deliberately. His expression changed, not the hardened executioner, not the betrayer, but something else. Calculated. Cold. Determined.

Peter’s head snapped toward me, his eyes narrowing in disbelief. “You’re what?” he growled. I lifted my head... “I’m done being your scapegoat, Cerene.” The silence was deafening. Peter stared at me like he was seeing a stranger. For the first time, something like genuine surprise cracked that ice cold mask of his. I didn’t stop there. This was my chance. “And I want a divorce, Peter,” I said firmly, stepping further back from him. “Right now. Today. I’ll have the papers drawn up and served. You can keep your precious Cerene and whatever twisted game you two are playing. I’m done.”

And right after Dianne said that, Peter arrived, carrying the unconscious Dione. “Oh my god, is she okay?!” said Dione’s mother. Jax immediately approached Peter. And Jax had to pull himself down to not make any irrational move. There’s that something inside him again that doesn’t want to see Dione with another man. But this is not the time for that. The most important is that Dione is safe.

The reason why Peter used the Killer Waves and Earthquakes Mine was even more convenient — He was afraid that the devil cultivator did not die immediately. Maisie felt something was up as she looked at how confident Peter spoke, and she glanced at the crowd. However, the disciples in front of her were either lowering their heads or were still in a panic or at a loss. At that moment, Maisie could not find any clues. Nonetheless, Maisie understood that there was no point in forcing Peter to answer her. Not only that, the person behind Peter must have thought of the countermeasures, and they would have fabricated the reason behind how Peter got the Killer Waves and Earthquakes Mine.

“Everything is proceeding according to plan, sir.” Peter gave a small nod. “And Aurora?” “She has already received notice of the hearing.” Peter closed the folder in his hand. His gaze fell once again on the old photograph of Mr. Blackwood. “I hope you’re not angry with me, my friend,” Peter murmured quietly. His subordinate remained silent. Peter continued, “Because this time… I’m going to destroy Dante in a different way.” He stood slowly and walked toward the large window. His gaze remained fixed on the distant city lights.