Hector Peabody Novels & Stories

How dare he?! Chase was asking Hector to go in and see him? Hector was usually courteous despite being stern, but even he felt infuriated by this statement. He was the bureau chief of the South River City Police Bureau. Why should he be the one to see this young brat? However, Hector quickly noticed the purple token in front of him. It was as big as his palm, and nine dragons were carved on it. The token looked like a noble item. Hector stared at it for quite a while and could not figure it out.

The schematic mindset of the Drax runs through him after all. Although Hector was a bit disappointed with what happened to his nephew, he was still impressed because the boy has proper breeding. Obviously, their genes are dominating the environmental factor. Or his foster parents were good people. "It means you are out of school youth? Que Horror!" Hector muttered like a real father to Luthor. Finally realizing the gravity of the situation. He snapped his fingers, calling the butler to approach him. "Uncle Pedro, call my secretary and tell him to find a tutor for my nephew. I need the tutor by the end of the week."

The man bled from head to toe, but he stood his ground in front of my father, his heart racing as he feared the Pakhan attacking him. “Your son has crossed all limits…” “His name is Alpha Nathan, and I believe that you are well aware that this is HIS pack’s grounds” dad said, glaring at the man. My heart swelled with so many feelings that I didn’t know how to express. Mom kept her eyes on dad from a distance, her own heart racing as she looked at the man she grew up loving before she ended up fearing.

I hiss at Sky, not caring a bit that everyone else can hear me. "Heaven not now." "Why not now, she already said it." Phoebe begins to giggle. "You want the gory details Heaven? It was great, he was great. The way his hands and his...." Before she can finish that sentence I begin tackling her. She's startled by my attack but she fights back, scratching my face and even kicking me. Unfortunately Sky grabs me before I can really fight her. "Girls calm down." David says as he grabs Phoebe, who is now laughing uncontrollably.

he kept panting and kept thinking of how he would explain all this to Harmony. When Harmony opened her eyes…she looked as if she was lost but then she saw him… “Oh my God! Oh my God! Ichab! You did it! You brought us back…” Ichabod frowned, “Harmony, I’m sorry, I really wish I know how to explain and…” “Who are you calling Harmony? It is I, Dennis! I am back!” ** I

Of course Christopher Henry Jameson—also known as Beast- wasn't the average man. He stood 6'5" and weighed three hundred and two pounds. He didn't like the extra three pounds. He rather liked being in the two hundred weight range even if it was by just one or two pounds. Regardless, there wasn't an ounce of fat on his perfect body. Beast was muscles on top of muscles, yet not hulking like some of the others that worked in the Marine Corps division assigned to The Department of Home Land Security, or better known as DHS. Too big made you slow. He'd seen guys bigger than him hospitalized during the CRUCIBLE training.

There was no further explanation and that made me want to rip his head off for being so annoying. "Well, WHAT is it?" "Hellen." "WHAT!?" Ken and I exclaimed in unison. "What do you mean?" I was yelling. There was clearly no reason for me to but I couldn't help it. Hector was walking towards the barrier of fierce looking eagles. "She's of great use. I believe so." He stopped not too far from them and watched as the angry birds flapped their wings and squeezed between each other to keep the barrier stable. They carelessly lost a few feathers trying to obey Mabel.

I just didn’t know what he was doing to me, as my body seemed to obey him. “Alright, Alexa. Maybe eventually you’ll learn to trust me. But for now, just be good, okay?” “What do you mea—?” I was still speaking when a loud pop of something opening interrupted me. I didn’t even know when the bottle got to his hands. The purple substance came out like smoke, up into my nose, as Hector chanted some words. My bones grew weak. My feet couldn’t support me, and I fell—but got caught by his arms before I could reach the grand tiles.

After almost six years, Zayn had already grown up to be a young man, and he was almost 170 meters tall, so it was only natural that Hector did not recognize Zayn. However, Zayn could recognize Hector in an instant, the man who had almost killed Zayn’s whole family. Hector did not change much, but he looked much more decent compared to the past. The child that Hector was carrying in his arms seemed to be more than one year old, but the gender of the child could not be distinguished. Hector was carrying the child and was sitting on the swing, and the child giggled happily.

After the sellout, Marcus Grayman disappeared and nobody knew where he was, until now. “You know you mean a lot to me,” Hector continued telling Hunter. “And nothing would make me prouder to see you settle that debt for me.” Hunter nodded, feeling evoked. Hearing Hector talk about him like that only made him feel more encouraged to continue being the perfect mobster. Hector was like a father figure to Hunter.