Legend Of The Pervert Novels & Stories

Adrian asked, “Do you think that you’re the reincarnation of five legates?” Jerome shook his head. “I’m not. I was just abandoned by my parents. I am myself—a unique and one-of-a-kind individual.” Adrian patted Jerome’s shoulder. “The reality is that you can surpass the five legates and show the world your capabilities.” “I-I can surpass the five legates?” Jerome pointed at himself in disbelief. The five legates were regarded as god-like entities throughout history. Their extraordinary achievements were recognized by all. Jerome was flattered by Adrian’s aspiring words.

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I asked him. “You know his name, he is a member of your legion, you should refer to him by his title and nothing else.” Arius raged. “It is my legion, you have no power over what I chose to refer to them as. Besides Sorens is different.” I answered with an absent smile on my face. “He is special.” “You ought not to do anything with him, it is against the laws and it is not right, you my queen should not touch any man…” Arius started with a list of rules which he has done practically everything on it just the opposite.

"You're disgusting. Making a smell like that into perfume." I threw the bottle at Sharon. "It was Sharon who gave me this bottle of perfume. I've lost my sense of smell. Not many people know about this, but Sharon knew. "She gave me this bottle of weird perfume, telling me how much it suits me. She told me to spray some on myself during the wedding, saying that it was a respect to Rachel. I sprayed some on me, then she sent a message to Rachel saying that I seduced her husband. "My best friend called me a tramp. The next day, Sharon did the same thing again, causing me to lose my job and my boyfriend.

Lena dove in last, slamming the door shut. Marco sped off. They sped into the night, the club erupting behind them. Back at the hideout, Lena spread the pilfered papers on the table. Michael exhaled. "This is it." Bank accounts. Offshore transactions. Names of all the politicians and police Romano had bribed. Lena smiled. "We just taken the legs out from under him." Marco stood against the wall. "Romano's not going down without a fight." Lena stared him in the eye. "Neither are we." The war was far from over. But they just won the first fight.

Chapter 2 “PRINCESS Maria Isabelle De Lata, wake up there. I still have an appointment. I have many more souls to fetch today.” A baritone voice shouted right on my left ear. I immediately woke up, catching up my breath. Who the hell mentioned my full name? It’s really cringey on my end hearing that name of mine. I’m a lesbian and yet my name is so girly in nature. It always made me shiver upon hearing someone calling me that way. And I don't even know about my ancestors and why they chose “De Lata” as our last name. Maybe... my bloodline were fond of eating canned foods long ago. (De Lata is a Filipino slang term for canned foods)

she said poking he's chest with a finger, "Ouch! " he pretended to be hurt and closed the distance between them, "you know what? yes you look like a ghost at a funeral," she laughed even louder, " you're such a pervert, who told you ghosts attend funerals," "Ohh and am a pervert,?" he crossed his arms, "fine, mess up tomorrow and see what Lijie does to you," he faked to leave, but she quickly hugged him from behind, "Okay am sorry...you're just half a pervert, no! sorry, I mean you're not, how can you be one when you're a saint,"

He can only be seen in times like this, Paja had no story of birth nor family histories, rumors said, he was a demi god, that descended from hell, right from the presence of the Devil himself. He has four giants working for him, and the had set the neck of the two of them on the plate. A narrator spoke. He read the biography of the convicts, the first one he read was Beauty, and then he began the next which was about Agoro. The details were mostly of great and heroic exploits, many were spoken about, the only crime that was red of him, was the impregnation of his brother"s wife.

Elara fell hard to the ground, a sharp pain hitting her as she began to bleed. Lucien, still in his pajamas, rushed out and when he arrived at his company, his company logo had been replaced, now bearing the bright emblem of a charity organization, with unfamiliar faces occupying the space. Outside stood Anderson and Cooper, his assistant. “How could you, Lucien? How are we supposed to pay the loan?” Anderson yelled, his voice laced with fury. The loan Lucien had taken… had made the revenge effortless. “No!” Lucien exclaimed, his voice cracking with desperation. “This was all set up by Liora!”

I just need your precision. Something flared in his eyes - not love, and definitey not longing. i guess it was respect,, the dangerous kind you gave your partner who into arms, and it unnerved me. But that was what i asked for . We spent the next hour combing through the files together. Names, bank codes, confidential authorizations tied to shell corporations with names like Allure, Holt initiative . Black Symphony - the alias again. Aghost. "Charlie's already tracing the funds," Xavier said. "He'll have movement updates by morning."