Jericho Mga Nobela at Kwento

Dawn informed Aqua about where they were heading after the meal as they ate. After making their late breakfast, he texted Jericho that he would introduce his saviour briefly at the shop. First impressions were important, and Jericho didn’t know how to turn down gossip. “We will visit my friend at his shop,” he told Aqua. “His name is Jericho, but you can call him Jerry for short. Be careful not to bring up your secret, he’s very good at digging for secrets so don’t answer any questions that sound strange.”

“ I’ve never seen her before!” “ bro she’s hot af!” “Ima try to slide in her DM!” “ wait a min, that’s that baby from the gas station, she bad in real life!” Capri could not help but blush at the compliments even though she would never acknowledge the way they spoke in slang. Never the least it was nice to hear that she still had it. Buster….. “Uh where you from, can I have your number?” Capri… “My names Jade and I’m not from here. My moms always told me don’t talk to strangers and besides your the wrong gender!”

Celia doesn’t belong here and she is already prohibited from being here. She had already caused the packhouse too much trouble for being here, yet she’s still causing and adding more problem for the members of the packhouse. Jericho is ashamed with Celia’s actions. He hopes that she had finally woken up from her mistakes. Today, he will make sure that Celia would learn her lesson. He would never let her go back to this packhouse and do the same mistake again. Jericho wouldn’t be doing this for the pack and the people in the packhouse, he would also be doing this for the safety of his sister.

Jericho says to me as he sits down beside me on the bed and gives me a hug. "They won't be able to harm you anymore," he whispers, his voice filled with compassion. "You're safe now, with me." As Jericho holds me in his arms, I can feel the weight of his words sinking into my bones. A profound sense of relief washes over me, knowing that I am no longer alone in this battle. With Jericho by my side, I have a chance to reclaim my life and find the justice I deserve.

Uncle Peter told me something that made my legs go numb. The meeting that was about to happen was to discuss the future launch of a Five star hotel in our town. Uncle Peter was to join the meeting and be a part of this discussion as the representative along with our Mayor Mr Paterson. He was worried that the future of his resort was in danger and so was the nature and landscape of our town. He wanted me to accompany him as his companion to represent his side of the things in the meeting.

His dark hair was perfectly kept, his face sharp, too clean for anyone who’d ever set foot in the Ruins. He didn’t look afraid. Just curious. “You’re from outside,” he said, tilting his head. “I can smell it.” Abigail instinctively shifted, blocking Samuel with her arm. “Move along.” The young man smirked. “You don’t get it. I work here. With Makan. Which means I know exactly who you’re here for.” Abigail’s jaw tightened. “…And you are?” “Eli,” he said easily. “Junior liaison for the Cultural Integration Program. Or, in your language, the guy who makes sure the Ruins stars don’t break when we polish them.”

He pointed out a spot on the goggle map. I took a picture of the coordinate and headed out. “I'm coming,” Jericho halted me. They both struggled to get on their feet, a pitiable image of two great warriors. “Both of you, sit your ass down. I'm not dragging a half beat beta and silver poisoned cousin miles to an airfield,” “But …” “But what?” I cut Jericho short. “You are extra weight, I can't take you around. So heal and be useful to me later,” ******

Either way it was dangerous and had to be stopped. Dawn sighed “you’re right”, she conceded “they don’t” she moved her hand away “alright Danny I’ll help”. “Dawnie, we owe you big time”, Daniel said, relieved. “Yes you do”, Dawn said “now, where is this taking place?” “A small town in Indiana called Edenvale”, the younger Wesson brother answered. “I’ll head off right away”, Dawn told him “just hang in there Daniel” and with that she hung up.

Jericho was as tall as his brother's but his body was lean and toned. Scanning the room, his eyes landed on me and lit up with interest, "You must be Daniella," Jericho smiled and it was unlike the smile I received from his two brothers. This smile looked genuine, "Nice to finally meet you. My brother over here hasn't stopped talking about you." He looked over to Ace who all but sent Jericho a death glare.

I watched Rhyker standing behind the counter and flipped the scrambled eggs with his pan, he was shirtless and wore a white apron with black joggers. He had one particular tattoo on the back of his neck, it's a drawing of a crown, the crown of Rosla. He whistled while making scrambled eggs. "Are you awake Hemilia? I'm sorry I wasn't in our bed, I wanted to make breakfast for you." He said not looking at me, I gawked at his strong and broad back that is able to give comforting hugs from him. "What's the special occasion?" I chuckled and walked toward him, he turned around and smiled.