Guapo From Ferdinand Novels & Stories

(“If you think you can beat me, darling, you're mistaken. I’m not stupid like Solen. I know you’re planning to enter my territory, but I’m sorry to say… Furthermore, I got ahead of you! hahaha.” * “You’re an asshole, Ferdinand! Bring back Grandpa! I’m precisely what you need!” Rios approached Scarlett, who was crying and clinging to the table because she was shaking with rage, and calmed her down. “You’ve gotten many people involved! Let’s finish this!” Ferdinand laughed because he liked it when Scarlett was frail, so he used his ace against her. (“No, Scarlett, this is just the beginning; we’ll see who wins the fight; oh, do you want to speak to your grandfather?”)

Regardless, Ferdinand then stomped his foot so hard onto the platform that it left a circular dent within it! Following that, he used all that force to leap into the air like some ferocious tiger! Despite facing that feral man, Gerald remained as cool as a cucumber as he slowly lifted his leg… before swinging it right into Ferdinand’s stomach! Instantly sent flying backward, Ferdinand landed quite a distance away with a loud ‘thud’! Upon witnessing that, everyone was momentarily stupefied. When they recovered, however, they quickly began murmuring among themselves in admiration.

" ¿A qué te refieres, mamá? (What do you mean, Mom?)" Maria sighed with a heavy breath. "Ambos tenían amnesia. (Both of you had amnesia.)" "¿Cómo es que el rey Felipe II de España le permitió ser gobernadorcillo del Pueblo? (How come king Philip II of Spain allowed him to be the Pueblo's gobernadorcillo?)"

In his mind, he would still think the same about this little shop even if they would find other ways to fill up their guest lists. Ferdinand nodded. "Now I'm amazed. They should be a lesson to others that they must not mess with your group,” he said as a man who has mastered the art of flattery. "They will learn more because my granddaughter will help me.” This person is someone new. If Ferdinand had encountered her back then, Grant would mention her name by now. Ferdinand is more interested in why Grant is taking additional persons to strengthen his authority. “Without due respect, why do you need another help? Your grandson is already leading it.” Does this mean that he is this threatened

She had the same look as her father, and the broad cheeks were too obvious. “Did you say, avenge? Is Ferdinand dead?” Jidenna shared a confused look with his friend. “My queen.” He bowed, “I said, avenge. But Ferdinand? No. Who in the world of our ancestors is that?” “It is your father, girl, that’—.” Mary was saying before Godson cut in. “Actually, instructor. This one is a boy.” “Oh” Mary nodded, “anyway. Ferdinand is the name we gave to the man who bore this parchment.”

She shrugged. “Well, now you know.” “You cheeky bastard.” “Oh, now, I am the bastard when I am supposed to be your lover?” She clicked her tongue mockingly. “Anyway, not my problem.” Ferdinand licked his tongue, “don’t you want me too, baby? I am a catch.” Lifting her brow, she studied the man’s features. Ferdinand, the gold dragon. His dragon skin – unfortunately – was uncanny to her yellowish eye which was close to gold in color. Whatever it was, she hated it. Not her pupils, but his color.

In the same place and face to face. Ferdinand dropped down his knees and reach for her hand. He was crying in the rain when he felt that it was really her. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for failing you, my love." "Shh." She stepped closer to him and hugged the back of his head. He cried harder as he shoveled his face on her stomach. "It's not your fault, my husband." She bit her lips. She finally touched him. They stand there for long and him crying and asking for her forgiveness. Years of being apart was hard for them. For Ferdinand, he felt that his half had died. He becomes a rebel and he hates the world.

Ferdinand walked in majestically and got seated opposite him. "My name is Ferdinand." He announced. He adjusted his glasses and stared at his face very well. "You are Melita's hired groom right?" Ferd furrowed his eyes on hearing that, he focused his gaze on him while his right palm assisted his jaw. "And what's the meaning of that nonsense? Who ever said that I'm hired? And how can a grown up man like me sign a contract instead of building a family?" He fired the questions at the director. Sir Juan was confused.

Suddenly the door to my room opened so I turned around to see who was coming in. "Baby!" Ferdinand called me. He came to me and caressed my tear-filled face. His face showed concern for me. "B-Baby..." I said while crying. Ferdinand wiped the tears from my cheeks and then hugged me tightly. "Baby, don't neglect yourself." "But Mommy..." I felt him rub my back. Your mommy can't keep quiet when she sees you like that. You have to continue life because your Daddy and I are still here." I nodded to him and cried on his shoulder again, and even though his clothes were wet from tears, he didn't complain.

"Ferdinand's alive." He pauses. I continue, "I saw him last night. He's alive, Damien. He somehow, against all odds, managed to survive." He doesn't say anything. In fact, he isn't reacting like I expected him to. I ask, "What's wrong? Didn't you hear what I said?" He strokes my head. "You weren't at your best last night. You had a high fever, you hadn't eaten. Ferdinand Cooper is dead."