El Líder Del Juego Del Calamar Novels & Stories

The leader takes a step closer and burps in my face, assaulting my nostrils with the pungent stench of alcohol and cigarettes. “How about we play a game pretty?” My whole body trembles like a leaf caught in a hurricane and I am having trouble breathing. The leader pats my cheek with his dirty hands and a whimper escapes my lips. “Let’s play a game of cat and mouse. You be the mouse and we, the cats.” His friends cackle in laughter as if he has just told the world’s funniest joke. Blood drains from my face and my mouth turns dry as I struggle not to shove his hand away. I dare not enrage him, it would do me no good.

asked one that seemed to be the leader of the group. “I am Osmond of the Naga clan in the South, I have brought the queen.” Osmond quickly went forward and spoke. “So what? This Naga weak link cannot and will not be our queen.” The leader said. Caleb stepped forward. “Oh, I was just like you as well, but she quickly crushed that and now I am like her loyal dog. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, the name is general Caleb of the Merpeople and former king.” The leader was a bit shocked but quickly recovered and replaced the look with that of disdain. “You are the one who let this woman rule? I thought the Mer king was not a coward but clearly, I was mistaken. It’s a good thing we are fighting t

Starting from the main Boss, my eyes narrowed slightly. "I'm on it," his fingers danced across his new laptop that was connected to Admiral Jenkins's private email, his eyes searching with determination. "I was thinking if we can cut off the head the beast will die, right?" They all waited to hear my plan, their faces filled with concern. Sam stood up, his voice firm, "According to their paper trail, various business arrangements, and the dark web. The main leader is someone called 'Cobra'." He paused, his expression grim.

I asked again, feeling very uncomfortable and impatient. "Oh, why don't I start with a proper introduction first?" He said. "My name is Juan Calaveros, son of Santiago Calaveros and the right hand man to the leader of this mafia group." My lips literally parted in shock, as I took in the information. Santiago Calaveros was dead, and he used to be the leader. I never knew he had a son, and isn't his son supposed to be the new leader? Why is he referring to himself as the "right hand", and to whom?

The first one we played was a calamansi game because there were very few STEM students so a few HUMSS students became our sidekicks, including Dave so that he’s been grinning for a while now. "You're going to pass the calamansi using a spoon, but you have to bite the end of the spoon and pass it to the ally after turning around with our ally standing there." He pointed our ally standing few meters away from us. "I know Dave. I already play it when the family reunion has a parlor game." I explained that almost everyone has already played it. He didn’t need to explain to me the mechanics of the game. "Hmm... I'm just reminding you. Maybe you might pass it on my lips instead of the spoon. " I s

The more she looked, the more captivating and charming he became. Carl was slowly picking apart the fish belly with his fork, carefully removing every bone, then placing the glistening white fish meat into the bowl by her hand. "You don't need to worry too much about the Obsidian Gang." Carl's voice was low. "Quinten, the leader of the Obsidian Gang, I've dealt with him a few times. He's about forty or so, but he gives me the impression that he's only the figurehead." "A figurehead?" Amelia's eyes deepened.

Nah, Jace will think he acted as if they were so close. "Wait, I just arrived and you still haven't told me what this Fox did! Don’t you dare to leave, Clever I warn you." Caltex said with authority in his tone, even though, Clever was the leader of the pack he is still younger so his cousin can command. Caltex really felt like they are hiding something from him.

It wasn't every time you saw a pair like this. Everyone knew for a fact that this was going to be one interesting game. "Hmm. So, what is it going to be, brother?" Calix asked, leaning back on the couch. "I have my money on Viper." He made a 'Mmm' sound while nodding. "Weak choice. I'll go for Shark. What's at stake?" "Hundred thousand." He laughed. "Fuck, yes. I'm in." He snapped his fingers toward one of the naked ladies around him. She fell on her knees in front of him, worked on his pants and soon had his dick in her mouth.

Their eyes were starry-awed and their mouths agape as they watched with fascination scribbled all over their faces. "See how they're all clustered together?" Andre pointed excitedly eager to show us.. "I think they're planning an escape!" "That one's definitely the leader," Jamal added, indicating a particularly large lobster that was indeed positioned at the front of the group and his claws moving rapidly like he was talking to them. "He's probably telling them about the plan."