Jacob Anthony Perez Novels & Stories

ALPHA ONLY PRIME BREEDER NAME: KATE MARIE PAYNE AGE: 16 HAIR: BLONDE EYES: SILVER GREY HEIGHT: 5 FOOT 6 WEIGHT: 8 STONE BREASTS: 36C PEDIGREY: BETA OF THE WILLOW PACK'S 3RD DAUGHTER. VERY STRONG GENES AND STRONG WOLF DNA The announcer read out her stats and I gripped my bidding number stick ready to bid from the word go. "Let's start the bidding at $25,000." "25!" I called out. "30!" Another called.

I asked, stopping her. “Aguilar, there are things that are in stake. My father’s health, my life, everything is just complicated. I have no brother to take his place if something is to happen to him. I am going to need assistance, and I do not intend to let go of what is my rightful claim.” She said, and I scoffed. “Your rightful claim simply because I am allowing it to be.” I said. She opened her mouth to speak and I raised my hand, stopping her. “I believe that you know how to show yourself out.”

Beta Rodriguez indirectly labeled me as a prostitute. A bitter smile crossed my face as I took the pen that was there next to me and signed my name without much of a thought. From the time I was born, I have only seen and felt rejection and fear, and I think that is what I will only experience for the rest of my life. I got up from my place, and when I was about to leave, Beta Rodriguez called out my name. “No one knows about this contract between us, so I don't want you to tell anyone. Do you understand?” he asked me, and I nodded my head.

he finished looking between the three of us nervously. "Mr Perez," I began again. "You know who I am, and you know what I am. You know that I can hear your every heartbeat and you know that I know you are lying to me. So, let's skip the bullshit, what do you know about Gustavo Escobar?" He stayed silent as I glared him down. I spotted his hand slowly inching towards the phone on his desk and slammed my hand onto it before he could reach it and crushed the dial pad.

After that, he again lowered his baseball cap and said to Pendragon, “He is Leon Perez, the head of Perez family here in Strego City. Look for him if you have any requests. “Although I should remind you not to overdo things.” “Goodbye!” Pendragon waved at the man in the leather jacket, seemingly annoyed at the nagging he just received. Obviously, he was not too thrilled at the idea of getting schooled by another person. Leon approached Pendragon with a smile on his face and extended his hand, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Pendragon. I am Leon Perez.” However, his hand was left hanging in mid-air, as Pendragon seemed to be ignoring him.

he said flatly, lifting a glass of whiskey to his mouth. Ice clinked as his fingers shifted. I couldn’t help noticing the small, bleeding cuts across his knuckles... and remembering what that man’s face looked like afterward. Goddess, Lorenzo was a sexy brute. “That’s me… Victoria Bian… Greco” I answered, standing there like I was in an interview. “About last night…” “The first time, you didn’t think the Greco family was worthy. You were too ‘precious,’” he cut in coldly, one dark brow lifting.

ISLA GRACE MILLER DATE OF BIRTH: JUNE 18TH AGED: 18 HAIR: AUBURN EYES: GREEN HEIGHT: FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES GUARDIAN - JUNE DANIELS, RELATION: MATERNAL GRANDMOTHER, DECEASED- CEDAR FALLS. SCORED HIGH MARKS: TRACKING; HAND/HAND COMBAT; TEAMWORK; FIELD FIRST AID NOTES: RUN RISK LEVEL 2; ONE ATTEMPT YEAR ONE AT TRTC. RECEIVED COUNSELING. MEDICATED WITH ANTIDEPRESSANT FOR YEARS 1-3. CLEARED FOR DISCONTINUATION OF USE AFTER REASSESSMENT.

“What are you on about? I didn’t bribe you. Sure, I might’ve thought about using my influence to get my way. But let’s be real, you’re not your dad. You’re not even good at negotiating for yourself.” She smirked, and honestly, if it wasn’t so damn attractive, it would be pretty unsettling how twisted that made her look. “Nice to see you noticed my assets. As if that makes me any less like my father. And that’s not the point. You threatened to kill him when I turned you down the first time.” She tilted her head at him, and Rex let out a whimper. Prieto was still there, but all weapons were out of sight. Great. “Prieto, does she really need him? Her dad wouldn’t sell to this guy, and his fathe

I was someone who sent shivers through people's spine, there was no single person that crossed me and never lived. I had everything, the face, the looks, the aura, the money, the power…everything was at the tip of my fingers, there was nothing I couldn't do or get. But how did I end up here? Let's rewind… I killed a family, from the father to his two-day-old child, he was a cop…yeah, I never feared authority, he messed up a deal and I lost fifty million dollars because of that, but after that, it was like a whole was left in me, I felt empty…this wasn't the life I wanted for my son, so I left.

Zainy bow his head in defeat and pays his respect to the one and only Maximo Santino. " Iris Saint is all yours Maximo " He said softly.