Ken Vs Terry Mga Nobela at Kwento

Kevin glanced at him and chuckled. "Terry! Is your father doing well?" "Thank you, Sir Holt, for your concern. My father is doing well," Terry replied respectfully. Then he greeted Riker, Rustin, and the others. However, Hansen had yet to show any intention of sitting down. He went straight to the young man and said, "Terry, let me introduce you. This is the extraordinary genius I mentioned—Chad Jennings!" Boom! Terry felt like his brain exploded, leaving him completely dumbfounded!

Miller thought with Glee. The prospect of killing Kairo pleased him to no end. Immediately he pulled out his mobile and dialed a number which stored in his mobile. In the Bianchi Mansion, a guard named Terry has been working for Kairo for a while now. Terry's father used to work for Kairo before, but Terry wanted fast money and he wanted to become rich sooner. So he ignored his father's suggestion and started working for John as a undercover spy. He used to tell everything his father used to do to John. But John has other plans for Terry. He implanted Terry into the Bianchi lair. Terry's father helped him, thinking that his son changed his mind. John had a plan to kill Kairo, but then, Kairo

"Mark my words, Sheila will be my wife shortly and her tantrum will be a thing of the past." He's serious. Sheila must be the woman he...umm...dropped. My stomach feels queasy over the thought of anyone marrying Terry. Yuck. Honeymoon... double yuck. During the next thirty minutes, Terry outlines everything he's ever heard about Kennedy and tells me what he wants me to do. Nothing overt, just feeling out my contacts and keeping my ear to the street. Terry knows I collect good street information, but he doesn't know who gives it to me and he never will.

Amid the confused looks, he turned to Kaze and Rose. He pointed at them. “Leave out these two.” Everybody’s attention was on Kaze and Rose. “I don’t want a ticket paid by you anymore, Terry.” Rose stamped her foot. It did not occur to her that Terry would have something against her. She had done nothing to upset him. “Hmph!” Terry scoffed. Since leaving the lounge, Terry stopped getting any ideas about Rose. Now, the only thing on his mind was to humiliate Kaze. Terry gazed at Kaze and said sarcastically, “So what if you can fight? Money talks.

“And just let me know tomorrow.” ~KAHLAN AND THE CASTLES~ I walked into the hotel room, eager to see Terry, who was unpacking his suitcase. He stood shirtless and in jeans, showing off a well kept body. His dark shaggy hair was wet, and I could tell he had just finished cleaning himself up. “Terry Berry!” I yelled with a squeak in my voice. He quickly turned around. “Kay Jewelers!” he shouted back as he let me run into his arms. “Look at you. You look amazing!”

"Now let me take a good look at you. I haven't seen you for years." With intense scrutiny, Terry did some serious buffing up and he looked bad ass with his leather jacket, tight white v-neck shirt, ripped jeans and black unlaced steel-toed boots. His hair was spiked up now, instead of tousled. He was taller than he was before; around six-foot-two, his once pale skin was now tanned and what threw me off were his eyes. They had this spine-chilling glint into them. His whole demeanor screamed "dangerous" and the only thing I could say was this; The Terry that I once knew, the one I considered my brother, had changed very drastically.

Ken placed his hand on his chin thoughtfully. “I said that?” he asked. Teya laughed. “The one and only. I was hoping to at least get the name of my hero. You never told me,” she replied. Ken rubbed a nervous hand through his blonde hair. “It’s Ken Santanna,” he said. She held her hand out for him to shake. “I’m Teya Daniels.” Ken smiled and accepted the human gesture. Her small hands seem to fit so perfectly in his giant palms. Afraid of any more intimacy, he jerked away awkwardly.

(Ken) "good…Hey remember old Terry?…". Old Terry was someone whom both of us know back from our old time, he was a fencer for the mafia and my old teammate. He owns a pawn shop somewhere in the downtown. "{Old Terry?…I remember him…why?…}". (Ken) "I got some business to do with him…send me his shop address…". "{Sure…hey, I going to buy groceries later, want me to pick you up?..we can go there together….}". (Ken)

What Terry claimed was ludicrous. Terry looked around. It was just nice. He would take this opportunity and openly kill Hank to nip any possible trouble in the bud. “Hank Veal, you intruded Heathein and injured the members. As the Ether Hall’s chief, I ask you to surrender right now and break your legs! “Otherwise, don’t blame me for not considering our past connection when I overpower you according to Heathein’s rules.” Hank scowled. “Try me!” Terry was delighted. This was exactly what he had been waiting for Hank to say. Despite that, he wore a solemn expression like he was doing something righteous. “Hank Veal remains stubborn, so I shall capture him right now!”

What Terry claimed was ludicrous. Terry looked around. It was just nice. He would take this opportunity and openly kill Hank to nip any possible trouble in the bud. “Hank Veal, you intruded Heathein and injured the members. As the Ether Hall’s chief, I ask you to surrender right now and break your legs! “Otherwise, don’t blame me for not considering our past connection when I overpower you according to Heathein’s rules.” Hank scowled. “Try me!” Terry was delighted. This was exactly what he had been waiting for Hank to say. Despite that, he wore a solemn expression like he was doing something righteous. “Hank Veal remains stubborn, so I shall capture him right now!”