Legally Blonde David Kidney Mga Nobela at Kwento

Everyone was armed with the PMR-30 handguns that David had retrieved from his latest shipment. David took a stand on the front lawn, looking nicely groomed just for the occasion, with his grey beard trimmed and white dress shirt buttoned beneath a blue tie. “Alpha Gavin,” he boomed, “Dalesbloom has business to settle with you.” My stomach sickened. I glanced at Catrina standing beside David, her face sharp and glacial, scratches on her shoulders, arms, and cheek implying the fight Joseph had put up against her. Weeks ago, I would have found it attractive the way she carried her bloodthirsty demeanor; now I just found it chilling. Oslo returned with two rifles, and carrying one each, me and h

It was just a hike. "Dude! Stop yelling." The door opened and David stood frowning at me. He took out his towel to dry his hair. "Well, I wouldn't have yelled if you weren't wasting time." I rolled my eyes after he gave me the middle finger. He enjoyed taking the time to groom himself up. His hair colour changed every six months and now blonde is his colour, a huge contrast to my brown hair. I never had the urge to change my hair colour. I didn't understand why people love doing that.