Esa Perra Esta Loca Novels & Stories

I say, pulling on her hair and making her look at me. She smiles, licking the side of her lip as she feels it bleed. "Dream on, bitch. You have no chance against my sister." "Maybe not. But, she'll never be able to go past Santiago." I say as I take the amulet out and smile. The wolf was gloriously shimmery as the moonlight hit it. “Pudrete. Perra!” (go rot, bitch) she says, making my anger boil. I slap her hard again, this time, making her grunt in pain as she spits out blood from her mouth. I smirk, folding my hands over my chest in amusement.

I told her I had mastered the skill as of now and she only hysterically laughed. "It's sexy, I suppose?" She said putting the finishing touches, I had my eyes closed so I couldn't exactly see her reaction. "What's sexy?" I mustered clearly confused. "Eric being able to speak Spanish, next time he fucks you... scream yes, papi chulo fuck me hard." Laura mimicked and I had never felt so embarrassed. "Papi chulo really? Pimp daddy?" I questioned.

She is our property] Romero looked at them calm and confident he knew they were rattled and he knew he had them where he wanted them so he smiled, ‘"Perdi sempre la tua 'proprietà'? Mi sembra un po' negligente’ [Do you always lose your ‘property’? That seems a bit careless to me] ‘Non l'abbiamo persa, la piccola cagna disobbediente è scappata’ [We did not lose her, the disobedient little bitch ran away]

"A FUCKING rabid dog thinks it's impressive just because everyone's afraid of it. In reality, people are only afraid of being bitten." Alex didn't expect Serena to be here. He jumped in anger after hearing her sarcastic remarks. "Serena, who are you calling a rabid dog?!" "Whoever answers me is who I'm talking about." Serena's tone was calm, and her eyes were full of mockery.

Damn. “ZACH! Calm your chichis, fool! I was just joking, menso!” Erica said out loud. Jason chuckled watching Erica sneer at me. “Damn E! Please oh please don’t stop on his count. I love it when you speak Spanish, baby.” Jason retorted. (Boobies and Stupid -Spanish slang) Erica hit him on the arm. Joke or not, that was f*cked up! “¿Lo quieres hacer enojar?” River said to Erica in Spanish. (Do you want to make him mad?)

"If you think his proclivities for little girls started with me, then not only are you off your meds, your stupidity is bone deep. You two are peas in a freaking pod with your twisted and wretched minds." I turned to the person Asta was wearing. "Just a heads up, you do not want to give her any more power than you already have. She likes to fuck animals. Well, have them fuck her, anyway. Not only that, oh Goddess of Fertility, she's unable to have any babies of her own." Ferria's gasp was heard even from where I stood, at least a dozen feet away. The Asta Monster turned to my adopted mother. "Is this true? You thought to renege on our deal? You thought lying about your ability to breed would

CHAPTER 19 My gaze lifted slowly to the one who dared speak Diego Herrera. Mid-50s. Arrogant. Wealthy. But stupid. His fingers tapped nervously, a subtle tell that he wasn’t as confident as he pretended to be. My voice dropped low and slow. "Y si crees que escupir el nombre de mi madre te hace valiente, entonces estás muy equivocado." (And if you think spitting on my mother’s name makes you brave then you are so mistaking)

was what you wanted, filthy bitch? –the condemned man shouted– What are you waiting for to start the fuck up? Without further ado, she snapped the first rein at P's puny humanity. In the midst of the immutable silence of the auditorium; a scream was heard in the gloomy meeting room. It was Doctor FP who was howling so terribly after receiving the first rein in the ass! VALERIA IN A PANIC -I have physical panic! –It was Valeria's greeting to detective Olegario Rey as soon as she saw him cross the main door of the editorial office of “La Noticia”. "Calm down, miss," said Buss, alarmed at such a reception. In his case, it was difficult to expect Valeria to appease. "How do you want me to calm

I yelled in the hope she could hear me but still no answer. "Cassandra" I warned shaking the door handle. "I'll kick this fucking door down if you don't open it" As soon as I was about to kick down the door it opened slowly revealing an angry Cassandra. "Maldito gilipollas, ¿tienes problemas de ira o algo así?!" Her Spanish accent dripping with anger but it kind of turned me on even though I had no idea what she was saying. (Spanish Translation: Fucking asshole, Do you have anger issues or something?!")

S one month before Patricia moved in with Gonzalo. "Are you sure it was her?" Tasha asked. "Si, si, I know Patricia. Beautiful chica. Hugo, one of Gonzalo's matones, took me there." She explained in her Spanish accent. "How was she?" Brina asked. "High, so high. I saw her dancing at Gonzalo's balcony, swaying like a, what you call that, un loco burracho." Rosita added. "She said Patricia was dancing and swaying like a drunk madman," Glaiza explained when she saw the confusion on Tasha's face.