Jacob Perez Novels & Stories

I asked Fabian and he just nodded at me in response so we didn't waste any more time and we begin to pull the white oak stake stuck in Guzman and Polo's chest. I was having a hard time as I tried to pull the white oak stake on Polo's chest. I've never questioned my strength before not until today, it looks like there's some kind of magic that lingers around the white oak stick and it feels like the more I pulled it out, the more it sank deeper into Polo's chest.

PEREZ family house. Loud music and laughter in the building as the Perez family celebrates their recent victory. Perez are the family of werewolf hunters and from generations back they have been the most powerful werewolf hunter in history, wiping out generations of werewolves and that too with great success. The Perez family had just gone on another wolf hunting and they came back successful, as usual. “Cheers to Alexei for this huge success.” A man in his late 50s, Sturdy with blonde hair that looks ruffled and his belly bulging making him look funny in his tight shirt and black trouser said.

In their first meeting, it was awkward to seek a blessing. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Perez," Tristan stated seriously as he extended his hand for a handshake. The man shook Tristan's hand and gave her a friendly nod. Cristine extended her hands as well. "I am Tresword Perez, Tristan's grandfather," the man stated pleasantly as he shook her hand. When Cristine heard the man's name, she was taken aback. Tresword Perez? Is he one of the Philippines' wealthiest men? Meeting such a powerful person happened by chance. Tresword Perez was withdrawn from the world of business. He is never present at any gathering. Few individuals have ever met him. Despite the fact that images of him exist, it was a you

“Right, son?” Dominic nodded. “Right, father.” A moment of silence stretched, then Perez made a sound somewhere between annoyed and shocked. “That reminds me, the fucking Delgados would be present.” Dominic’s eyes flew open, his head jerking to the side. “Julio Delgado?” “Yeah,” Perez replied, his jaw ticking, his gaze starting off into the distance. “Fucking hell. What a way to meet your rumored rival, huh?” The last bit seemed like he was in a conversation with himself, and reaching on the ends of denial.

He sweetly talked to his wife. "I find it hard to believe, you love pissing people off Perez. You are not a good example for children." Mrs Ashford sneered. Perez was a few years older than Mikhail, he should be at most 30 years old from his online profile, but he looked 25 years old.

He's an attractive guy for sure. Maybe she has a thing for older men, and I'm not opposed to that... "Thank you all for joining us today." My dad says. "Good to be here." Says Conan, the only one I've met before. My dad looks at Nara and I before speaking. "This is Javier Pérez, the Columbian Mafia leader."

I smiled. “Thank you,” he forced a smile, his voice dripping with sarcasm. “After Allen became one of the most powerful people in The Rodriguez's group, he became untouchable, I became one of the richest persons in the world, yet I still can't get revenge, do you know why?” Micheal said nothing, his brows forming a knot. “He has The Rodriguez's group protecting him, so I can't harm him physically, I can only fight to take the group away from him, but I can't do that alone.”

I said as I fought a smile. “You give them everything and this is how they treat you,” Gabe sighed. “I’ll get started on your mythical. I’m Adea. What can I get you?” I asked his friend. “I heard. I’m Leo. I’ll take what Gabriel’s having,” he said. He wore a white baseball cap flipped back, his blonde hair was shaved short, but long in the front. He was handsome, his light brown eyes stared at me with interest and a hint of jealousy. As if there was anything to be jealous about between me and Gabe.

Charlotte POV I didn’t mean to cut my leg as badly as I did, but I also tell myself I didn’t mean to kill him. Hearing Alex’s voice it was sure Creed would rat me out to him, tell him everything. But he didn’t. He finished cleaning me up, explaining to me that Alex will be joining us for lunch and it would be wise to wear pants otherwise he’ll notice and will have questions. It seemed smart but I don’t want to hide anything from him. The last thing I need is him growing suspicion between me and Creed. Putting on a pair of Jean shorts and a kind of nice shirt that buttoned up. I decided to leave my hair down. Only adding some leave- in conditioner to help keep it from tangling too bad. Walk

Stephanie snapped at the man with open hostility, and I saw the guards already moving to remove him. “Wait. I’ll answer him.” Lorenzo lifted a hand, signaling for them not to drag out the kamikaze journalist. “No, I’m not afraid of being criticized. In fact, I challenge anyone to come here and tell me to my face that my Luna is worth less because she’s an Omega. Is that what you think?” He answered with all the arrogance of a man who owned this territory. “No, no, Patriarch. I’m only voicing other people’s concerns. The King...” the man replied, trying to keep his pants dry.