Fergus Mga Nobela at Kwento

She kept screaming my name, and I had to run away, but I will save her. The two men were looking very seriously at me, and I knew they were mind-linking with each other. - What's your name, buddy? – my new friend asked me. - My name is Brady. I was the Beta of the pack before they betrayed me. - Welcome to the Rogues' Pack. Accept to be by my side, and soon, we will take revenge on those who did us wrong. We took our wine glasses and toasted with joy. Now, I had enough strength to destroy anyone who came between me and Mary.

Just when the door clicked, it slammed open and banged loudly against the wall. I let out a thunderous growl before turning with godspeed, ready to give that woman who dares defile me a piece of my f*cking mind. "That's the 23rd woman this month, I believe, your highness," I stopped in my tracks just in time before I could rip the throat out of the intruder, and saw that it was Fergus my butler. His shoulder length-blonde hair was tucked neatly behind his ears and styled to prefection. With striking blue eyes and a body of a strong warrior, he was looked up to by everyone just as though he is royalty.

Even worse DG and RG got into a heated conversation about what was relayed to Capri. DG could honestly care less. She did not like seeing anyone being bullied or talked about in a negative manner especially her baby cousin. She told RG about herself and that being a grandmother she should have been ashamed to be discussing her grandchild to anyone.

Ferguson reached for it, he took a sip and pushed it aside, then seriously focused on the list of names he was going through, while Tim and Alfred waited patiently for him. “Are these all the names?” Ferguson asked. “Yes, sir,” Tim answered. He (Ferguson) frowned deeply. “You mean, no one with the name, Stella McCartney, submitted an application form yet?” “Not yet, sir.” His frown deepened, he pushed his computer away and cursed under loudly. He was about saying something when Tim got a notification on his phone, Tim reached for his phone and checked the message. “It seems like she just did,” he

***Meanwhile*** 3rd person POV*** Unknown Number [14:32]: Code Orange! “Shit!” Teagan said to herself after checking her phone. “This was hours ago!” Teagan [22:48]: Who? Unknown Number [22:54]: Pain and Panic Teagan [22:56]: 10/4 Teagan started laughing out loud at the thought. Anybody passing by would think she was manically crazy! She decided to go check on her sister first and if she was well and nothing out of place, then she would wait until morning to talk to her.

It was when she finished the last sip of the third bottle of bourbon that she tucked her exhausted body to sleep. *Wushi-Chin cooperation Funds is a name belonging to a fundraising agency The agency includes all the powerful families and organizations in the country. It gets renamed after every three years and it gets named after two families or orgs that have achieved the most in the three years. Wushi has been on the top for about 13 yrs Followed by Chin and then the Luo family* (Don't worry guys, vampire time is soon)

After they carried their meals, those who were already seated with their friends stood up for the girls to seat. "Who are they?." I ask facing Suzanne. "They are the goddess of this school." She answers sipping from her apple juice. "What?." "Yeah. You see her?." She says referring to the one with blonde hair. "Yeah?." "She's the sassy queen. Her name is Sage Norman. Her dad owns this school, no one dares to talk back at her or you get expelled." She explains. "Oh." I mouthed. No wonder the woman serving their foods was scared, she doesn't wish to lose her job here.

I had branch in Kumasi, and another in Cape Coast, and we shipped to other countries as well. Business was really booming. “If it isn't Cindy Mensah.” A beautiful woman called out snapping me out of my reverie. I smiled uncertainly. “May I know who you are?” She smiled back, a perfect toothpaste commercial smile that showed her perfect teeth. “My name is Amelia Sanders, I'm a representative of Donatella Maruchi. How would you like to be featured in our African Pride week Festival?” I grinned, shaking my head in disbelief. “I'm dreaming, aren't I?”